As Cronus was being dragged to the hospital room at full speed, it seemed like to him as he glanced up, everyone was running away from him, or, at least, making room for him to go by. They quickly took him to the back room, like in one of those dramatic movies where all they show is a hospital. When they forced his eye open, it did not seem to suffer any damage at all, the only place where it really took a hit was near his birthmark of the dual scars, around his left eye, of course. The surgeons, all they did was wrap a bandage over at least half of his head tightly, trying to stop the strange violet colored blood, as well as stitch up the hole left by the bullet. After they had made sure it was tight enough, noticing the violet already starting to be sucked up by the bandage, they dragged him to an open hospital room. A nurse came in as soon as the surgeons left and forcefully woke him up. He rubbed his right eye, feeling the pressure of the bandage making him feel light headed on his left side. The nurse took a small swab and dabbed it around the blood that was still visible under the bandages, and place it in a protective tube. Cronus coughed and twitched as the light cotton tip of the swab rubbed against his bleeding eye. The nurse backed away a bit and smiled at him, a good omen for him, and walked away. Peixes soon walked in, standing near the bedside.

"What a wonderful shade of violet." She began, moving Cronus' hair out of his face slowly, as if examining the wound at a better angle. Cronus glared at her angrily, watching as a devilish smirk grew on her face.

"You planned this, didn't you?"

"Me? Plan the shooting? Oh, no honey! I didn't plan that the terrorist would go that far as to trespass your school."

Cronus blinked a few times, wincing back.

"You're tellin' me that you planned something else? And it just so happened to reach the school boundaries? 'HAT IS 'RONG 'ITH YOU?!" He shouted, yanking at Peixes' hair. She slapped Cronus in the face, to where he screeched in pain.

"OUCH!" Peixes pulled her hair away from him, remaining silent. "Imbecile…" She murmured, "Just like your father."

Cronus growled at her, gripping the covers tightly.

"Come on, we're leaving."

Standing up, Peixes slapped the bed, walking over to the door.

"But-"

"You're fiiine. Come on, don't be a wuss."

Cronus stood up after her cautiously, making sure his eye was alright. He followed Peixes out the door, and to the parking lot, where Cronus could see news reporters and trucks galore over by the school in which he was just at. Some people stared at him as he walked out, not knowing why they were staring, but at this point at time, he didn't care. Peixes shoved him into the front seat, sitting herself in the back of the car.

"Drive." She commanded, crossing her legs. Cronus turned around, staring at her with the one eye he had.

"Excuse me? I only ha'e ONE. EYE. Do you seriously think it's safe, or e'en LEGAL for me to dri'e in the condition I'm in NO'?!"

"Well yeah. Go on, move along."

She shooed him off and looked out the window.

"I need the keys."

"Check in the glove compartment."

Cronus opened the glove compartment over on the passenger's side and grabbed the keys, starting up the car. He drove out of the parking lot, no problem, even though he hadn't driven a car in forever.

"Stop by the beach." She said.

"But Peixes, it's ."

She unbuckled herself as they drove by the beach, and stopped the car, driving it to the parking lot, shoving Cronus up against the window, increasing his pain.

"A-Augh!" He grunted, moving his arms out of the way.

Peixes stopped the car in the middle of the parking lot and pulled out the keys.

"There. That wasn't too hard, was it?" She asked sarcastically, noticing the violet blood stained on her window. She slapped Cronus on the shoulder once she saw it, and scolded him.

"Now get out of the car!"

Cronus unbuckled himself and slowly got out of the car, figuring out that the bleeding had stopped. He followed Peixes, who had already walked over onto the sand. He followed her, taking a light stride over the sand. She walked onto a long dock, not too high, but just to the point where you were able to stick your feet into the water. It was very dark out by this point, and the stars looked like drops of golden dew in the sky. The moon shone brightly in the sky, reflecting off the water, giving it a fluorescent glow.

"Cronus…"

She sighed, placing her hand gently on his, making him blush in questioning.

"Huh? 'Hat is it?"

She paused. It seemed as if she just underwent the world's largest mood swing, from demanding, to a sort of comforting and reassuring attitude.

"I want you to go into the water."

"You 'ant me to-"

"Shush! Just do it. You'll see… You'll see why."

Cronus looked at the pity in her eyes, and back down at the water, watching as it crashed up against the wooden poles keeping the dock up. He slowly dipped his foot further into the water a bit hesitantly, and looked down.

"Are you sure?" He asked. She nodded and watched as Cronus slid into the water. As he did so, She got up and walked back to her car.

"He's not gonna wanna come back." She said confidently, starting up the car and driving away. Cronus popped his head out of the water and noticed that Peixes was gone.

"'Hat 'as that?"

He asked, climbing back onto the dock. Goosebumps quickly appeared on his arms and legs, and he immediately began to shiver.

"Dear lord… Guess I'm goin' back to the Orphanage, aren't I?"

He said to himself, running on the sand and to the sidewalk, where he walked all the way back to the Orphanage. He began to sneeze uncontrollably on the way there, and also, he realized that it was roughly two o'clock in the morning. Time sure went by fast! He walked up to the orphanage door, not bothering to retrieve his stuff from Peixes' house, who he still hadn't recognized as his mother yet. As soon as he heard something shatter in the kitchen, he flew open the door, figuring out that he busted the lock.

"Miss Christie!" He shouted in alarm, running over to her, she gasped, and flew her arms over his neck, bringing him close.

"Cronus, what are you doing here, you're supposed to be with Peixes or whatever she wanted you to call her!"

"She left me, I don't kno' 'hat her deal 'as."

"She came here just before you to drop off your stuff…"

She continued, pulling away.

"Oh really no'? 'As that the plan?"

"There is no plan behind any of this, Cronus. It was just a coincidence."

"Oh, so you're callin' THIS a coincidence?!"

Their bickering continued on like this until Cronus stormed up the stairs in a fit of rage. Miss Christie gave a sigh, as she washed the clothes in Cronus' gym bag suit case.