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David

Killian was lifeless in the hospital bed, all colour had long since faded from his skin, making him look more like a corpse than one of David's closest friends. There were x-rays and various other scans hanging on the wall opposite the hospital bed showing the damage that had been caused by Killian's suicide attempt. His neck had been badly broken, with his larynx shattered and his spinal cord damaged. The majority of his larynx had been placed back together by Dr Whale and his surgeons, but they hadn't been able to save Killian's voice, for the fragments that made up the bone and the larynx had shattered and damaged in a way that meant the bone fragments would have to be taken out for Killian to live more normally. The damage on his spinal cord was unknown, for until Killian awoke, they would have no idea how much mobility he would have left, and Dr Whale was refusing Regina from healing what was left of Killian's neck for the magic would try to piece together the pieces that were no longer there, that could cause untold damage to Killian's already destroyed neck. Thankfully they didn't have to wait long before Killian awoke, but for the first minute or so they hadn't known because he had no way of alerting them. Robin was the first to notice his friends awakening, immediately rushing to his side, trying to calm him down however was futile for he was more or less having a panic attack. The nurses were there soon with a sedative to calm him down and requested both the men to leave their friends side.

Killian

The first thing I saw was Robin and David in the hospital room around me. David was standing looking at some pictures on the wall that looked like they were a neck- presumably mine, whilst Robin was sat next to me. I opened my mouth to try and comment on them both being here, but no words came out. So I tried to move, but alas my body wouldn't respond, and I could feel the panic slowly rising in my lifeless corpse. Robin noticed that I was awake and immediately tried to calm me down but it wasn't working. I was going straight into a panic attack, just as I had when Liam was alive- come to think of it when I had come back the first time I had had a panic attack and he had brought me back; but the nurses gave me something that forced me to calm down. My thoughts were no longer clear- rather stars that I couldn't fathom into constellations.

"Killian, can you hear me?" Victor said, almost tentative on the subject. Victor, like Emma, he was something as an open book to me, so I knew that he was trying to figure out just what I still had the ability to do. I could manage a nod of my head, but nothing more- my body no longer felt like my body, it felt more like a corpse- cold and lifeless. Victor ran his tests and told me exactly the damage that I had done to myself in my attempt to join my family; I had shattered a vertebrae in my neck which in turn had destroyed my vocal cords meaning that I would never be able to speak again. One of the lower vertebrae had dislodged into my spinal cord and had damaged it so that I would never be able to move my body from my neck down. As one of my closest friends in Storybrooke, Victor knew how to read me. He could see that I was giving up, giving up because I couldn't move, I couldn't talk; I would be stuck in this hospital room for the rest of my days and I couldn't do anything against it.

It was dark outside by the time Robin and Regina came back into my hospital room, with a small Rowland not far behind. Regina had been with Robin when he had shot me down, just as Belle had been beside David. I couldn't help but let out a small smile when Rowland starting jumping up and down, trying to catch a glimpse of the shadow that now lay in the hospital room, a man who was no longer himself.

"Why is uncle Kiyiyan so pale papa?" The simple fact that he still couldn't say my name properly brought a smile to my face, for in the dismal wreck that was the hospital, he brought a bit of colour to the blinding white room.

"Your uncle Killian had an accident and hurt his neck quite badly"

"And we're here to fix it!" the little boy exclaimed excitedly, and receiving a glare from Regina. It seemed he had let the cat out of the bag.

"Now I need you to stay very still Killian- or this could go horribly wrong" her words rang put against the walls. She said stay still but it was all I could do. I had only the mobility to slightly nod my response. But my thoughts were cut short by a blinding pain that stretched firstly from my neck, all the way down my legs and back again; and when it was over, I finally had my body back. I was slightly startled by Regina's gesture, for she and I hadn't exactly been mates, and yet she had come and fixed my neck so that I wouldn't be stuck in a hospital bed for the rest of my days. So in turn I rewarded her with a gesture which she certainly didn't expect to see from me, for as soon as the initial amazement of regaining control of my limbs had settled, I pulled her into a tight hug of which she couldn't escape. And to my surprise she returned it- and I could practically hear Robin's smile, especially if it was anything to go by little Rowland's laugh.

"UP UP!" and true to form Robin picked up the boy and placed him by my legs- however that didn't last long as he immediately clambered his way up to my chest so that I could give him a hug that was so tight that he tried to crawl his way out; making Regina and Robin laugh more than I had seen in days. But however happy they were, and however grateful I was for getting mobility back, it still didn't chase away the darkness that had come to reside in my heart. Or was it my mind? Either way, the darkness and sorrow still loomed above me like a storm cloud, preparing its bolts for another strike. One thing I did know about this darkness though was that it was just a little bit smaller; Robin, Regina, Rowland, David and Belle had all made sure of that. And for a moment, I could see a small shimmer of light on the horizon.

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