AN: I'm really sorry for the late updates but my exams starts from this week and writing is getting sidelined because of that.
Anyway, I wanted to create this story like a season, twelve episodes, twelve chapters. Hence this is the last one! I really hope you enjoy this! and I also hope I can be back with more stories... :D

Chapter 12

There was gurgling sound, the world seemed to be a swirling palette of colours, albeit only blue, white and shades of black. He felt like he was underwater; the diffused light, the echoing and gurgling, everything. But his throat was dry. He opened his mouth wanting to let the water flow in but his mouth remained dry, lips parched. His blurry vision picked up a movement someway off and so he tried to call but only a squeal escaped his lips. None the less, it seemed to have done the trick. Someone was hovering over his face, and then a straw was passed over his lips, water flowed in quenching his burning thirst. Slowly the cloud over his vision dissipated and he realised that there was not one but two people staring at his with huge smiles.

"Hey," Danny whispered, relieved.

"Welcome back to the land of living," Aiden said, lightly patting his face.

Ethan moved into the touch, happy to be able to be with his twin. When those hunters took him down, Ethan had never thought he'd see Aiden again. He felt another touch, a nervous, trembling hand holding his own. He turned his eyes to Danny.

"How are you feeling?" Danny asked.

Ethan nodded. "Better. Throat hurts," he rasped.

"Yeah it will for some time. Does it hurt while talking?" Aiden asked.

Ethan just nodded, staring at his brother with pleading eyes. The look unsettled Aiden a bit. Deaton had warned that the herbs might heal the wounds but the damage done to his throat may have lasting effects. He patted Ethan's hair and smiled, "You don't worry, I'll go see Deaton. We'll make sure to find something for the pain, okay?" he told his brother. Aiden was slightly worried and weary of seeing his brother in pain but he didn't show it to Ethan. He gave Danny a look that said, 'Handle his questions, I'll be back' and left. Ethan watched his brother go, the feeling of gratefulness filling his heart. He was never much of a believer but he thanked winged angels up there, along with his friends, and anyone he could think of for being alive.

Ethan felt Danny's shy fingers on his face. He turned his face towards Danny and smiled. "Are you okay?" he whispered.

Danny gave a short laugh that sounded like a cross between relief and sarcasm.

"Don't you think I should be asking that to you?" he chuckled.

"I'm more than okay, I'm here," Ethan replied, his voice cracking. It was evident that it hurt him when he spoke but he was too happy to keep quiet. Danny, however, was brimming with concern.

"Just nod yes or no. Does it really hurt that much when you speak?"

Ethan nodded. Danny's face fell. He passed his fingers lovingly through Ethan's hair and spoke in a low voice.

"You were in a terrible state when we brought you in. Your throat was also badly damaged. But it's going to be alright, I promise you." Ethan nodded again this time smiling. He opened his mouth to speak, and waved away Danny's protest more confidently than he actually felt.

"What happened?" Ethan rasped.

"Well, we got you into the hospital. They said you were in a coma. And then Jenna returned and she brought the herbs Deaton had ordered her to bring. Those things healed you, but they take time... so..." Danny trailed off but Ethan nodded understandingly and encouragingly. He then gestured to and fro between him and Danny, and choked out one word, "How?"

It took Danny a whole minute to understand the question and when he did, he took another minute to decide whether he wanted to laugh or cry. Ethan was asking "how did things go between them."

Finally, Danny smiled a sad smile. He decided that was compromise enough.

"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry, man. You saved me in more ways than one and I just... please forgive me?" Ethan smiled but his eyebrows were wrinkled, knitted together in confusion.

Danny saw that and took a deep breath, preparing to plunge into a story when the door burst open revealing Deaton and Aiden.

"Good to see you awake Ethan," Deaton said, coming to a halt at his bedside. Ethan smiled at him gratefully. Deaton seemed to catch on, because he cleared his throat and brought out a vial from his pocket.

"Thank me if this works," he said, this time holding the vial to Ethan's lips. Ethan drank the liquid in it and instantly felt a cool soothing sensation in his throat as the liquid passed. The burning pain was starting to dissipate.

"Thank you!" Ethan said, in a small but clear voice. Deaton smiled and turned to Aiden who grinning ear to ear.

"Oh thank God!" Aiden sighed, happily. He bent over Ethan and pulled him into an awkward embrace. Ethan and Danny both laughed. Deaton patted the twins and headed out. After five minutes, Aiden realised that Danny was getting impatient so even he made up an excuse and left.

When the door closed behind Aiden, Ethan turned to Danny.

"You were saying...?"

Danny sighed and shook his head. "It's a long story."

"I'm not going anywhere." Danny's eyes snapped towards and Ethan's and he realised what Ethan meant.

He wasn't going anywhere.

Danny chuckled, "Okay but you might not like this," he said. Ethan wriggled to a more comfortable position and settled in signalling that story time had officially begun.

"When I saw you that way, I realised for the first time how difficult it might have been for you to deal with my assault. I saw what a jackass I was being. So, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, Danny. You were acting out, and God knows I've done far worse things in anger." Danny drew closer to Ethan and took his hand.

"But in order to deal with all this, I still needed to know what happened to me than night..."

Ethan's smile began to fade, "- not again, Danny..."

"Hear me out, please?" Danny interrupted. Ethan looked at the surprisingly relaxed expression and shut up.

Danny continued after a deep breath.

"I found out what happened. Jenna helped me and now that I've dealt with it, I can move on," he said in a determined tone.

"Jenna helped? You got her to take my memories?" Ethan asked, incredulously.

"NO! No, she didn't. She just helped me find out the reports," Danny said before starting to blush like a beet root. A sneaky smile lit up his face, like a kid who had been caught which his hand in the candy jar.

Ethan felt his lips curling with amusement but the butterflies in his stomach made him ask, "C'mon what happened? What did you do?"

Danny suddenly grinned, "We broke into a the sheriff's office."

Ethan's jaw dropped. "What?" Danny laughed at the expression of complete amazement and said, "Jenna's idea. She felt that if I read police reports, I would know everything that happened. Yet, I would still not have the memories to trouble me. It wasn't easy, I took time to deal with it, but I managed."

Ethan was still starring at Danny, agape. Danny put two fingers under his chin and shut his mouth, laughing.

"So you know?" Ethan asked finally, when he had gained composure. Danny nodded, emphatically.

"And you're okay?" Danny nodded again.

Ethan scrutinized the boy in front of him and broke into a smile.

"Does Stiles know what you did?" he asked mischievously.

Danny sniggered, "Actually, he stole the keys. And Scott kept watch outside. Jenna, Aiden and I broke in..." Ethan was already laughing when Danny finished the whole account.

"Danny Mahealani, you're unbelievable!"

"I know, right? Completely bad ass!" Danny replied, pumping his fist in the air, and feeling very happy when Ethan doubled up with laughter.

He bent closer and kissed Ethan. Ethan stopped mid laughter and moved into the kiss. When they finally broke apart, they both were smiling.

"We made it through... huh!" Ethan whispered. Danny touched his nose against Ethan's cheeks, lovingly.

"Ha ha, who would have thought... "

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