As Carlos was examined by the doctor, he sat there nervous. Ben remained with him the entire time, off to the side. What Carlos didn't know was that the young King had discreetly sent for Fairy God Mother and the others.

The doctor examined the young teen and found that he had cracked ribs, underweight and had no head trauma from hitting his head on Ben's car Window. Anita and Roger were also contacted and informed on where Carlos was. As Carlos sat there in the hospital bed, he realized he messed up. For one, he hurt all of his friends and people who supposedly cared about him, and he thought he could survive on his own now because he had been able to when he was on the Isle, but he couldn't, not anymore. It took a lot for him to get emotional and show his emotions, but he reached a breaking point. Refusing all visitors, he cried into the pillow and wanted to disappear again.

Emotions like sadness were hard for him to deal with. Anxiety, fear and anger were common to him prior to Auradon, but here, he was different. There was no need to fight for food, or fight to survive torment from Harry or any other Villain Kid trying to pick a fight. Despite his young and innocent appearance, he was just as ruthless as the other kids. It wasn't until they were in Auradon that they truly became friends. Mal had pushed him around on the island because she was who she was, and no one wanted to anger her. Jay was always the closest to her and was on her side. Evie was soon brought into the picture after her long exile and chose Carlos, one of the few people to choose him. She gave him a blanket, and a pillow, showed him kindness when all he had known was angry slaps and beatings from his mother.

Carlos rarely cried, it was something that he refused to do. Crying was a sign of weakness on the Island, and no matter how much pain you were in, you never cried. What he'd held in was years old. As he sat on that bed, he sobbed himself to sleep, the emotional pain he felt was immense.

The others stood outside his hospital room in the hallway discussing his condition. He was healthier than they expected but not in great condition. His ribs were cracked, and he was underweight, but was assumed to be healthy. The blood work wouldn't come in for another few hours.

The kids wanted to go in and see him, but the Doctor had to explain to them that he did not want to see anyone just yet. They were angry, frustrated and sad. Their friend had been missing for so long and they just found him, and he didn't want to see them. Mal was livid, her eyes flashed Green every so often. Evie was better at hiding her anger, she was silent, as frowning caused wrinkles and she wanted to avoid that. Jay was pacing and clenching his fists.

"When I found him, he tried to say he wasn't Carlos, tried to blend back in and evade me. I talked him into seeing a doctor, he was worried about being sent back to the isle. From what I could tell, something had to have happened to him while he was missing because he wasn't the same. When I look at him, I see someone who is frustrated with their situation, and wanted to prove that they could still survive on their own. Think about it, on the Isle, he could run free and do what he wanted. Here there were limitations, but after the accident, he was left in a wheelchair. There were no more tourney games, fencing practice, taking Dude for a run. Think about it, how do you face the pressure, the emotions, the stress, you've all been taught to bottle it up, or to run from it. He chose to run from it. Please be patient with him, From what I've seen, he's been through some struggle." Ben reasoned with the VKs.

It didn't suddenly make things better but it did provide insight to why Carlos may have done what he did. Carlos woke up sometime later dazed and confused to where he was until he remembered. As he sat there, he groaned, his stomach hurt a lot. He called for a nurse but was struggling to stay awake due to the immense pain. By the time the nurse showed up, his eyes rolled back in his head and had a seizure.

Once he was stable, they sedated him so that they could do more tests. The kids and adults had been informed of this new change in his condition and were quite startled. It took awhile but they did not have any answers for it yet. When he woke up, he was tired and disoriented. He first called out for Evie, and Jay and then Mal. His mind was still coming out of the sedated state and was delirious. The three kids heard him calling for them and were adamant about being in the room when he woke up again. Evie sat on his right, Jay to the left and Mal remained standing, as if she were on guard to protect him, standing against the wall at the end of the bed by his feet.

When he was finally awake and aware of his surroundings, he took one look at his friends and just broke down. Evie rubbed his back as he cried into his hands.

"we were so worried, we knew you could survive out there but we knew it would be different, its not the isle, but you were alone." Evie said softly.

"I…I thought I could survive on my own, you guys…you all fit in here. Evie has Doug, she's so talented at designing and super smart. Jay has sports, Mal has been and design committee, all I have is science, and even then it failed me because I can't walk, I can't feel anything below my waist and its so frustrating. Sometimes I wish I could run, or walk, and even dance just because it would be faster, and easier, but I can't anymore. I…I don't regret saving Ben, and I'd do it again, but being stuck in a wheelchair is…I can't even describe it. I feel broken, no good. You all moved on with your lives, and we grew apart. You all moved forward, running, walking, chasing your dreams you never realized you had, and all I could do was watch as we grew apart. The funny thing is, I missed an entire week of school prior to running away. No one came looking until I assume FGM came looking.

Do you know how alone I felt? How much pain I was in? How I wished someone would just walk in and help me, how much it hurt when I fell, and when I woke up in the bathtub in cold water because I passed out in pain? But no one came, no one was there. So I picked myself up, and I moved on, I moved forward.

I left, and I went to a place my mother always recalled, and talked about how when she got off the Isle, she would return to. And you know what I found, my father. He wasn't dead, he was alive, but he tricked me. He gave me all the science things I could ever want, but used my invention without me, he brought Cruella back. He cured her, but he couldn't cure her cruelness. It didn't matter that I am paralyzed from the waist down, it didn't matter that I have a somewhat limited field of motion from the accident. She made me clean, she made me her slave once again. Even in Auradon, she found away to reek havoc. So I did what I had to, Gave them a sleeping pill and continued on, reporting myself to have been there so that you all could sent them to the isle, so that they couldn't hurt anyone or any animals. My fear was that mom…Cruella, she would go after Ginny and Dude, and make accessories of them. I never intended to be found, not yet at least, I need to prove I'm still me, I'm still valuable to you guys." Carlos ranted. By the time he finished, he was out of breath and panting, his heart racing with emotions.

Evie continued to rub his back gently. They all began to understand his motives and his reasoning. He felt worthless and replaceable, so he went to prove he was still himself, and could survive like he did on the Isle, by running and not looking back. Every time Cruella beat him, he'd get up and carry on, he had a resilient streak that kept him going.

Carlos began to cry again, " I keep crying and I don't know why….I swear I'm not weak guys…." He would mumble through the tears. The time spent in Auradon for the VKs had taught them that crying was not a sign of weakness, but a sign of humanity and how much the human body and mind could take before tears would inevitably fall. It seems that Carlos's lifetime of tears built up were finally coming out, after all sometimes all you need is a good cry.

When visiting hours came to an end, the three VKs made no move to leave, they were staying and no one was changing that. Once again the youngest Villain Kid was hit by a wave of pain. By this time, the blood test results were in as were the others. It appeared he had a few stomach ulcers as well as signs of appendicitis. He was put on antibiotics and treated for the stomach ulcers first since there were no surgeons in until morning, which was only a few hours away. No more seizures happened since the first one earlier, which had everyone relieved but still worried to figure out what the cause was.

As all the kids began to fall asleep, Carlos invited the others into the bed. Jay had helped him scoot over before joining him and Evie in the bed. Mal opted out and claimed that the chair was comfy and she was content there. What she hadn't said was that she was sitting in a position so that she could watch the door and see who entered and left, while being able to watch over them as they slept. She was protective over her group, especially when they were hurting and she hadn't noticed before. With Carlos's head on Jay's shoulder, he was out cold, with Evie on his right and Jay to his left.