Haha! Got you Jay!

Jay was suddnely thrown to the floor by a stun bolt in the back, he lay sparked out.
Vanessa whirled around. "DEAN!!!!"
 
"What? Look, I finally manage to lay the psychotic smegger out, and you start chucking a mental at me? Come on, let's get Jay down to medibay and sedated before we do anything! You take his legs, alright?" said Dean, grabbing Jay's arms.
"No."
"Fine, I'll do it myself." said Dean, hauling on Jay's arm's, and then slamming Jay onto his shoulderblades, before marching off too sickbay muttering... "no matter what you do around here, you never get thanked..."
"No," said Vanessa, "You don't understand, he's back to normal Jay!"
"Nonsense," said Dean, waiting for the Xpress Lift. "I was fighting him in the bar barely 10 minutes ago. Oh, that reminds me..." and he started feeling in Jay's pockets.
"Ah, here it is." Dean cried triumphantly, pocketing his gun which should have been in his holster, and returning Jay's pen.
"Look, Jay came along here, Dean, DEAN!" but she was yelling into thin air, for the lift had come and gone.
Vanessa arrived, panting in the medibay, to see the staff congratulating Dean on capturing Jay, (he'd only embellished the story a *little* bit) and to also see Jay lying on a bed hooked up to an IV Drip. Sleeping.
 
Dean "LifeSaver" Thomas
 
<flyboy may be back but he's  unconscious, does that count?>