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-Telepathy-

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Chapter 13

Timmy had to get some fresh air, but he didn't feel comfortable leaving the hospital. He wandered around the levels until he found his way to the roof. He breathed a sigh of relief when the cool breeze blew around his as he opened the door. The sun was setting, covering everything in a glowing orange.

"Escaping the tension?"

Timmy looked around, but there wasn't anyone around.

"Up here boy."

Timmy looked up and saw Anti-Cosmo standing on top of the entryway to the roof. "Just getting some fresh air." He noticed that the anti-fairy was smoking. "I don't think I'll be getting much of it over here…"

Anti-Cosmo rolled his eyes and put his cigarette out. He jumped down and landed next to the young man. "Am I correct in assuming that things are going better in your room than it is in ours?"

Timmy looked away, feeling guilty for some reason. "Yeah, both Cosmo and Wanda woke up, and Dr. Wells wants Cosmo to get up and start walking around in a few days." He glanced back the anti-fairy. "Anti-Wanda's still unconscious, huh?"

Anti-Cosmo nodded.

"You're worried about her, aren't you?"

Anti-Cosmo sighed. "Worried is the understatement of the millennium. If she dies it will be partly from my negligence. I'm responsible for her wellbeing, and yet I foolishly let her get caught by that…that thing. As much as I want to blame that monster for what happened to her, if I had kept a more watchful eye on her then none of this would have happened."

"You think so?" Timmy asked.

Anti-Cosmo looked down at the human. "I would like to think so, but I can't change what's already happened, so there's no way to know what really would have happened. I just have to accept it and move on, and try to make things better."

"Wow," Timmy said. "You really do care about her."

"Of course I care!" Anti-Cosmo yelled. "I love her damn it! Why the bloody hell does no one seem to think that I care about her?"

"Because you're a cold-hearted evil genius?" Timmy offered honestly.

"Because he's an idiot."

Timmy jumped with a yelp and turned around, seeing another anti-fairy whom he'd never met before. "Who are you?"

"Anti-Fallyn," Anti-Fallyn answered as he ignored the icy glare from Anti-Cosmo. "Anti-Cosmo always hides his emotions from everyone, therefore, he's an idiot. Maybe if opened up a little more to some people then maybe people would stop thinking he doesn't care."

Anti-Cosmo growled at Anti-Fallyn. "What are you doing up here anyway?"

"Checking on you," Anti-Fallyn answered. "Anti-Wanda's not the only person I'm keeping an eye on. The last thing I need it for you to go down hill."

Anti-Cosmo rolled his eyes. "I'm just fine."

"Uh-huh," Anti-Fallyn muttered. "Am I going to have to tie you down again?"

Anti-Cosmo growled under his breath. When he had awakened from his collapse he had found himself tied down in another hospital bed close to Anti-Wanda. Anti-Fallyn hadn't let him out of bed until three days afterward, making sure he rested, since he hadn't done so in the past two months. He did not want to go through that again.

Timmy smirked. "He had you tied down? Why?"

Anti-Fallyn smiled in amusement. "Sleep deprivation, two months of it. The last thing I want is for him to do something stupid like that again. I'd rather deal with one patient right now instead of two."

Anti-Cosmo sighed and lit a cigarette, but just after he lit it, something cut it in half, the detached section falling to the floor. Anti-Cosmo glared at Anti-Fallyn, knowing full well that his friend had been responsible.

"I've told you those things can kill you," Anti-Fallyn said as he innocently cleaned his glasses with his cleaning cloth.

"And you are a pain in the arse," Anti-Cosmo growled as he incinerated the remains of the cigarette.

Timmy muffled his giggles with his hand. Now this was funny, he never thought anyone else but Cosmo could annoy the evil genius anti-fairy, but he'd been proven wrong. "Aren't you afraid he's going to beat you or something?" he asked Anti-Fallyn.

"Nah," Anti-Fallyn answered. "We're old friends, we pick on and annoy each other all the time."

Timmy smirked, and then had to grab his hat as a strong gust of wind nearly took it away. He looked up and noticed dark clouds heading for them. He could a distant roar of thunder.

"A summer thunderstorm," Anti-Cosmo said. "Smashing, just what we need, something to shoot the humidity sky high."

"You'll live," Anti-Fallyn as he turned to go back inside. "Come on, before we get wet." Anti-Cosmo and Timmy turned and followed him inside as more thunder roared close by.

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Rain…

Anti-Cosmo was sitting at Anti-Wanda's bedside, holding her hand, and thinking about the last time it had rained. When had it been, nearly three months ago? Now that he remembered, he wouldn't forget, never would he forget. As he drifted through his thoughts, he absently scratched Kaizic behind his ears and horns with his free hand. He had been doing that a lot lately, finding that the dragon not only enjoyed the attention, but also helped Anti-Cosmo relax somewhat.

-What are you thinking of now, Tamer? - Kaizic asked as he leaned into his tamer's scratching.

-The rain, - Anti-Cosmo answered. -The last time it rained…I will never forget it. -

-Did something happen? -Kaizic asked.

-Yes, something very important happened, -Anti-Cosmo answered. -But I won't say what. I want to wait; just it case things don't go well. -

Kaizic shook his head vigorously and rolled over in his tamer's lap to expose his belly. His tamer's mate's sibling had scratched his belly a few times since they had come to stay here, and he had found it very enjoyable.

-You are spoiled, -Anti-Cosmo stated as he started scratching underneath the dragon's chin.

-I cannot help it if it feels good, -Kaizic said as he verbally purred in contentment.

Anti-Cosmo sighed. -What am I going to do with you? -He didn't wait for a response; his attention had been suddenly turned back to his wife. He had felt her slack grip around his hand strengthen, not a lot, but enough for him to notice, and looked to see if she had awakened. He got to his feet, forgetting that Kaizic sat in his lap, and leaned over to see if there were any signs of her waking. (I'm never going to hear the end of this…) he thought. He was the only conscious person the room, except for Kaizic, and if Anti-Wanda woke up while her parents, sister, and Anti-Fallyn were gone, Anti-Cosmo was very sure that he was going to have his ear dined on for not getting them before.

Not that it would have been possible, he hadn't no idea where they were at the moment, and the last thing he wanted to do was leave Anti-Wanda alone to wake up by herself in an unfamiliar place. "Anti-Wanda?" He gently squeezed her hand. "Can you hear me?" His heart was pounding, was she finally going to wake up? He felt another weak grip on his hand. "You're safe my dear, you can open your eyes now." He knew she would need reassurance, a lot of it. He had a strong feeling that her trust in others, particularly males, was paper-thin at best. "No one's going to hurt you anymore."

Her eyelids flickered open, slowly, weakly. He knew just by looking at her that she was scared, and completely unsure of her surroundings. She tried to sit up, but her wings were still tied down and prevented her from moving even an inch. The heart monitor she was connected to increased its speed of beeping as she started to panic, and the sound in turn didn't seem to help matters any, she looked utterly terrified.

-Kaizic, go find her parents and Anti-Fallyn, -Anti-Cosmo told the dragon.

Kaizic, sensing the tense situation, raced out of the room without responding.

Anti-Cosmo leaned over so Anti-Wanda could see him. "Shh, it's all right darling, relax, nothing is going to happen to you, you're safe." He gently squeezed her hand.

"Can't…move," she whispered hoarsely. She was trembling, and tears were welling up in her terrified pink eyes.

"You're wings are tied down," Anti-Cosmo said. "Not tightly, but enough to keep them stretched open. They're healing, the bones in your right wing have already been mended." He was lost about how to help her. There were few things that he didn't know how to do, and dealing with women in this state was one thing he had absolutely no notion of how to deal with it.

Kaizic raced back inside, followed by Anti-Wanda's parents and sister, and Anti-Fallyn.

"She's panicking," Anti-Cosmo said helplessly.

Anti-Aurora raced to her daughter's side and gently squeezed her hand. "Shh, calm down sweetie, it's okay. Mama's here, just relax, no one's going to hurt you." She leaned over the right wing bed so her daughter could see her. "See, here I am. Papa and Anti-Blonda are here too."

Anti-Wanda relaxed a little, her trembling subsiding. "M-mama…" She wanted to sit up so badly. She pulled against the bonds, but they wouldn't give.

Anti-Fallyn, knowing that keeping her tied down would only cause her more stress, released the bindings so she could sit up.

Anti-Wanda felt the bonds fall and struggled to sit up. She hurt, she hurt everywhere, but the desire to cling to her mother overpowered the pain. She used her wings to help support her, and when her mother sat on her bedside, she flung her arms around her and cried into the older anti-fairy's shoulder.

"That's right sweetie," Anti-Aurora said soothingly, "let it all out." She held her daughter as gently as she could.

Anti-Cosmo desperately wanted to help comfort her. He sat on the other side of the bed and reached his left hand out to touch her shoulder.

Anti-Wanda sensed, not Anti-Cosmo, but the presence of a male closing in on her. Her mindset wanted nothing to do with males, didn't want them nearly so close as this one was. With a rush of anger and adrenaline, she lashed out with extended claws and raked at the presence, tearing five deep gashes, four on top and one underneath into Anti-Cosmo's hand.

Anti-Cosmo had nothing been expecting this, nor had anyone else in the room. He saw it happen, but didn't feel anything at first. The surprise and shook kept any pain at bay for several seconds, but then it set in. She had slashed through skin, muscle vein, tendons, ligaments, and cracked and broken nearly all of the bones in his hand. His wrist was dislocated, and a few of those bones were also cracked.

Black blood coursed from the slash wounds, splattering onto the bed and floor, and staining his shirt cuff black.

Anti-Fallyn seemed to be the only coherent person in the room and dragged Anti-Cosmo away from Anti-Wanda's bed. Blood was spurting rapidly from the slash wound in Anti-Cosmo's palm, one of Anti-Wanda's claws had nicked the artery and the effect was as if someone had slit their own wrist. He had to stop the bleeding first, if he didn't he knew if close friend would bleed out within a matter of minutes.

Once the blood flow was slowed to a slow seepage, he concentrated on this dislocated wrist. Anti-Cosmo was already partly delirious with pain, and now it was probably on going to get worse. He popped it back in quickly, Anti-Cosmo voicing a grunt of pain before passing out.

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-Tamer! - Came Kaizic's frantic call. -Tamer, wake up!-

Anti-Cosmo groaned and opened his eyes. Kaizic was standing on his chest and looking down at him with frantic blue eyes. "What happened?" he muttered.

"I supposed one wouldn't want to remember their own wife mutilating their hand," Anti-Fallyn whispered.

Anti-Cosmo groaned, now he remembered. His hand still hurt, a lot. He looked up at Anti-Fallyn. "What did you do?"

"Enough," Anti-Fallyn answered. "I healed the major injuries, the severed veins and tendons and most of the muscles, and the bones are mended just enough so you can use your hand without needed a cast or splint. I had to leave the flesh wounds…I want to save rest of my magic for Anti-Wanda. I hope you understand."

Anti-Cosmo sat up, noting that his injured hand was wrapped in the thick bandaging. "I understand," he whispered. "She needs it more then I do." He looked over at Anti-Wanda; she was laying her bed with her eyes open, staring up at the ceiling. Her wings were shrunk down to about a quarter of their extended size, making it easier to lie down.

"She realized what happened after you passed out," Anti-Fallyn said. "She feels guilty, and…scared."

Anti-Cosmo understood why she was scared, and his heart ached to reassure her. "Would it be safe for me to approach her?"

"I think so," Anti-Fallyn replied. "She let me examine her wings after I got you into bed. Just make sure she can see you."

Anti-Cosmo got up from the hospital bed and slowly walked over to Anti-Wanda, making very sure that she saw him as he approached. He sat down next to her and slowly reached over, making sure she saw what he was doing, and gently covered her hand with his. "I'm not mad at you, dear. I should have been more conscious of how you were feeling and how you could have reacted. It's my fault, don't feel guilty about it."

He wanted to say more, so much more, confess everything he felt, but he didn't think the time was right. He felt it would be a better idea to wait until she more comfortable around him, comfortable enough to possibly even be alone in the room with him. It was best to leave things as they were for the moment, but not for too long. Never again would he lead her to believe that he didn't care, not that he had meant to in the first place. He would tell his true feelings very soon, but not right now.

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Author's Note: Sorry it's another sad chapter, the beginning isn't so bad though. Do you think Anti-Cosmo is making the wrong decision by not telling her how her really feels now that she's awake? What do you guess think? Let me know in your reviews. Also, I swear the next chapter is more upbeat. But you won't know until you read it. Review me and tell me what you think.