He didn’t lash out, no. But thanks to that hand on his shoulder, Beau would get a glimpse of what was going on in his head.

He was strapped to the operating table, the implantation needle hovering ominously above him, Boone coldly explaining how they were going to reimplant him, over his protestations that he couldn't do that to Deedee, not again.

"I took care of that problem for you," Boone said, a small smile curving his lips as he held up a simple gold wedding band. "I assure you, she felt no pain."

An anguished sob burst from his lips as he cursed Boone's name, the implantation needle began to move towards him. And then he felt nothing at all...