When the boys entered Kris' hospital room to find her unconscious, they both let out surprised gasps. Not only were there cuts covering her face, but she was thinner and paler than either of them could've imagined her to be. Matt cast a worried glance to Junior, who couldn't take his eyes off of Kris.

"This is my fault," Junior stated, falling into a chair in shock. Matt took a seat in the chair next to him, trying to comfort his friend.

"Junior, there was no way for you to know that this would've happened."

"But if I hadn't said those things. Done those things-"

"Kris ending up like this has nothing to do with you." Despite Matt's words, Junior couldn't help but feel the pang of guilt ripping at his heart as he looked at Kris. The girl he'd been in love with seemed to have disappeared. The two fell into silence until the unconscious patient murmured "Wildfire." Both of them stiffened at the name. She was obviously dreaming about something deeply disturbing, tears streaming down her face.

"Junior, why don't you go get us coffee?" Matt suggested, feeling sleepy from sitting for such a long while. Junior readily agreed, happy to get away from such a depressing sight. He decided to take his time, pick up lunch, and stop to call Laura.

While Junior was gone, Kris' eyes fluttered open. To her surprise, Matt was at her bedside.

"Matt?" she inquired groggily, trying to sit up. Fortunately for Matt, a nurse appeared and helped Kris to a semi-sitting position. While there, the nurse set a tray of food in front of Kris that looked only slightly edible.

"Hey, Kris," Matt greeted, trying to put on a happy face for her.

"How did you know I was here?" she questioned somewhat defensively.

"You were sort of on the news…" Matt explained. Kris nodded her head in frustration, still exhausted. Seeing that she could barely lift her fork to eat her food, Matt offered his assistance. Though Kris declined, she was thankful to him for being there to help her.

Suddenly, Junior appeared in the doorway with a bag of food and two coffees saying, "Matt, is it ok if I got burgers?" His question was met with a gelatin to the face. When Junior reopened his eyes, his gaze met a conscious Kris.

"Get out!" she shouted, her voice raspy. "Get out!" Junior looked to Matt in panic, but Matt looked just as shocked. A nurse appeared a moment later at the commotion.

"What's going on?" the nurse asked, taking a look at Junior's gelatin face. After taking a look at the fear and rage within Kris' eyes, she let out a sigh. "I'm sorry, sir, but I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

"What?" Junior questioned, not believing what he was hearing.

"You're obviously making the patient exert too much energy," the nurse stated bluntly, making her way over to Kris. "The patient doesn't want you here."

"Kris," Junior pleaded, trying to reach Kris, but her eyes were cold. "Please. Don't do this."

"Sound familiar?" Kris inquired angrily, remembering the last time they'd spoken. Matt shook his head.

"He just wanted to make sure that you were alright," Kris glared at Matt.

"Well, I'm fine. You can leave." Junior became stubborn and took a seat next to Kris' bedside.

"You're not fine, Kris. Look at you." He became tempted to hold her face within his hands. She was so skinny. So pale.