Alanna slowly felt herself regaining consciousness, by hearing the very concerned voices coming in and out, before feeling someone gently squeeze her hand, leading her to flinch slightly, still not knowing where she was.
"Alanna?" That was Aiden's voice, for sure.
She finally was able to use as much strength as possible to open her eyes, and the first thing she saw was dark brown eyes looking right back at her.
"Thank god you're OK." Aiden breathed a sigh of relief while gently dabbing a washcloth against her forehead.
"W-what happened?" She rasped quietly, confusion all over her face as she started to sit up slowly.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Lay back down." Aiden insisted, gently placing his hand on her arm, and gently laying her back down before giving her a explanation. "Carlos saved your life. He charged down to below deck, and carried you to safety."
Alanna nodded, knowing that the next time that she saw him, she had to thank him.
"So what was wrong with me?"
"The polluted air got into your lungs, and cause you are part mermaid and you have week lungs anyway, you wound up getting a infection. If Ben hadn't given Fairy Godmother the OK to use magic, you would be dead."
Alanna nodded a second time, swallowing the painful news, before glancing back at her older brother's eyes.
"Do Mom and Dad know?"
"Yeah, and so do our sisters. They're just glad we're OK."
The female spied her older brother suspiciously, raising a eyebrow. "We're grounded, aren't we?"
"Yeah, for two months, but I'm just glad I don't have to spend that alone."
The end.