A/N- The last chapter was really short so I'll try and make this one longer. Plese review!

Suddenly Alex woke up. He shivered, drenched in his own cold sweat. His hands were clammy and his heart was beating so quickly and loudly that he was sure that the patients in the next door room would start complaining because of the noise. "Thank god it was just a dream!" Alex thought however it hadn't seemed like a dream at the time. Every detail was vivid and exact-even the man's speech. Thinking back to the dream, Alex sat up in realisation-the man was Desmond McCain. Alex nearly screamed from the immense pain he was feeling as he sat up.

Suddenly the door creaked open just like it did in Alex's dream. He couldn't stop himself; he shut his eyes and screamed. When he opened his eyes, he saw a startled looking nurse in front of his bed holding a mug with warm milk in it. "I-I heard you were a-aw-awake so I-I brought you up this g-gl-glass of w-w-warm milk. S-s-sorry if I disturbed you!" she stuttered.

"No! Not at all Lucy! I just had a bit of a bad dream." Alex replied sheepishly after recognising the nurse's voice.

"It doesn't matter poppet! I nearly jumped out of me skin in shock! I thought maybe someone 'ad kidnapped you again like last time!" Lucy grinned. That was why Alex's favourite nurse was Lucy: she was always joking about and smiling.

Half an hour later, after Alex had finished his milk and chat to Lucy, she stood up off his bed, gently tucked him up in bed and then tiptoed out of the room. She pulled the door but made sure that it was still a crack open. She sighed. Lucy was from the North of England. She knew everyone's name in the hospital. The kind nurse was extremely worried about Alex-it was his second time in the hospital in a year. She felt that she had bonded with him in a strange way and felt very protected over him even though she hardly knew anything about Alex.

Meanwhile, Jack Starbright was pacing up and down her bedroom. She was desperately worried about Alex; he just kept getting into trouble no matter how hard he tried not to. She knew that shouldn't be awake now but tucked up asleep in bed. "Alex will be fine!" an angelic voice said in her head. " He's in expert care and he's managed to get himself out of quite a few scrapes now hasn't he? Relax! You wouldn't want him worrying about you staying up all night would you?" Jack sighed, she knew the voice in her head was right. She lay down on her bed still fully dressed and tried to get some sleep.

Alex woke up with a start. He sat up and immediately regretted it he fell back down and rubbed his eyes. He was expecting an excruciating pain like the one he had experienced the last few mornings but he didn't feel anything. He moved his arms up and down and round and round like he was swimming. Lucy popped her head through the door and gasped in amazement as she watched Alex spinning round his arms like a mad man. "Whoa!" she cried. "Be careful Alex! You might rip the bandages!" Alex stopped and looked up! "Oooh! Is that breakfast!" he exclaimed hungrily. He licked his lips as he saw the feast that had been prepared for him, sausages, hash brown, fried egg, bacon and a bowl of fruit with whipped cream at the side. " I see you've got your appetite back!" Lucy laughed as she watched Alex's mouth watering as he cut up his sausages.