Because he wasn't exactly the impetuous type, Cal called a nurse into his room before actually getting up. He made sure that it would be safe for him to walk down the hall without any assistance, since he wasn't sure if he could upset any injuries by standing upright. Once the nurse cleared him to walk, he put on some thin, hospital-provided slippers, and made his way to Jimmy's room. He felt so much better, aside from the dull throb in his head and the overall soreness of his limbs, and felt immense guilt because Chloe was in so much pain, even if it was morphine-dulled.

Cal entered Jimmy's room to see Abby embracing Shea Allen, while Madison sunk into a chair listlessly and Jimmy sat silently in his bed.

"Shea!" Cal exclaimed. The woman's face was red and shiny, and her eyes were sad.

"Hi, Cal," Shea said, drawing back from Abby.

"Abby?" Cal asked, looking her in the eye. "I need to talk to you."

"So do I," Shea said. "I need to know what happened after we left. And since Jimmy is not in handcuffs right now, I'm guessing he wasn't the accomplice."

Abby walked out the door, leaving Shea and Cal to follow while Jimmy and Madison stayed inside.

"Abby?" Shea's voice was shaking. "Who did this? Who killed my sister?"

Abby took a deep breath. This was going to hurt Shea almost as much as it had hurt her. She flinched as Cal placed a hand on her arm reassuringly, while the panicky look in Shea's eyes intensified.

"I'm sorry, Shea," Abby whispered.

"Sorry for what? Abby, just say it!"

"It- it was Henry."

Shea shook her head, the color draining from her face. "No, no, what kind of sick joke are you trying to pull?"

Abby looked away, avoiding the frantic look in Shea's eyes.

"It's not a joke, Shea," Cal confirmed quietly. "Henry Dunn did this."

Shea pressed a hand to her mouth, shaking her head violently and urging her stomach to remain calm. But the disbelief, horror, and rage took over and she ducked inside a bathroom quickly. Abby and Cal could hear her throwing up behind the door. When she came back out, she was trembling from head to toe and hugging her arms around herself.

"I'm sorry, Shea. We probably shouldn't have told you before we tell the FBI." Abby said.

"But you deserve to know," Cal added.

"Why?" Shea demanded. "Why did he do it?"

Cal saw Abby's face twist ever so slightly in emotional pain

"When we were little," Abby started, "Henry would come to the island every summer and we'd just, well, play like little kids do."

"What does that have to do with anything?" Shea blinked, not sure of where it was going.

"Sixteen years ago, his parents came to take him home at the end of the summer, and we ran out of my house to say goodbye. I didn't want him to go; he was my best friend. So I told him that. I told him I wished it was just the two of us together on the island, alone."

"Oh, my God," Shea breathed.

"We were kids," Abby said helplessly. "I didn't know."

"It's not your fault, Abby," Cal said, since Shea was still putting it all together.

"It is my fault, though! J.D. was right- it was all about me!"

"How could something you said as a child cause all this?" Shea asked. "That couldn't be the reason."

Abby shook her head. "It is," she whispered, stuttering, "he told me."

"Wait- Henry's Wakefield's kid?"

Cal nodded.

"The murders in Seattle? The ones your dad was following?"

"According to Henry," Cal supplied, "Wakefield was there, but Wakefield wasn't the one doing the killing."

There was nothing left to say at the moment, and Shea embraced Abby silently.

"Mommy?" Madison poked her head out of the door. "There's something about us on the TV."

The three went back into Jimmy's room, where he was upping the volume on the small television.

"…John Wakefield returned to Harper's Island, off the coast of Seattle, and began a new killing spree last week. The almost-full story when we return."

The news station flashed a commercial for a brand of soap, and Jimmy said, "Almost-full. They're waiting on us."

"The FBI isn't getting anything until Chloe is back."

"Back?" Abby asked.

"Surgery. It should be over soon," Cal stated shortly, not bothering to cover up his worries.

"They already know everything we did," Shea said emptily, "but they don't know anything else."

Madison frowned. "What else?"

"Just everyone else, honey," Shea said vaguely, not wanting to tell her daughter anything more.

"…And we're back with the Harper's Island Massacre," the news anchor announced. "When Patricia Wellington and Henry Dunn and their twenty-plus guests traveled to Harper's Island for their wedding celebration, they all expected it to be happiness and celebration, not a fight for their lives. They arrived on the island last Monday, and wedding guests were already missing before the week even began. The bride's cousin, Ben Wellington, did not arrive to join the party, and as of now, no one is aware of his whereabouts."

"Ben's dead," Jimmy said. "Hen- he told me."

"Two days after the guests arrived, island local Kelly Seaver was found dead, and it was considered suicide by hanging. As the week continued, guests were disappearing one by one, but it wasn't a concern until the death of the bride's father, Thomas Wellington. It was during the wedding rehearsal when a head spade that was apparently placed in the chandelier came down on Wellington, slicing him in two in front of most of the wedding guests."

Shea choked back a new sob at listening to someone describe her father's gory death.

"Sheriff Charlie Mills realized that the weapon was deliberately placed in the chandelier to kill Thomas Wellington, and only then did the wedding guests realize that bridesmaid Lucy Daramour was missing as well. Sheriff Mills began to consider the possibility that Kelly Seaver's death was not a suicide when an autopsy revealed red ink in the victim's eyes. From this point on, we have only the story from two wedding guests, Shea Allen and her 9 year-old daughter Madison. The Allens were found in a motorboat off the coast of Seattle, in between radio calls for help from the wedding guests. The remaining guests were then the only people left on the island. The locals had long since packed up and left, fearing the worst and knowing the island's past.. Madison Allen disappeared as the wedding guests were planning to leave the island, and Abby Mills received a phone call from the little girl in which she said she would die if anyone left the island. Phone service, along with power, went out after the phone call. The groom Henry Dunn, Abby Mills, Jimmy Mance, Chris Sullivan, and Danny Brooks discovered tunnels under the inn and began searching for Madison. After Sullivan and Brooks reportedly found the body of bridesmaid Beth Barrington in the tunnels, Abby Mills found Madison in a room underground and they were rescued by Madison's mother and her sister, the bride. Upon returning to the inn, they discovered Thomas Wellington's wife, Katherine, dead in the solarium. She had been stabbed in the back with a pair of pruning shears while sleeping. After this, Shane Pierce and Jimmy Mance went to ready a boat for everyone to escape the island."

At this point, Jimmy turned the television off, saying, "It's nothing we haven't heard yet."

"They think we got off after you and Chloe 'died,'" Shea said to Cal. "Henry told me Wakefield got you."

"He was almost right," Cal explained. "I thought he did have me. But that's a story for another day."

"Mommy, who killed John Wakefield?" Madison asked. Of course, she knew that the FBI said that he'd died in his own fire, but she wasn't sure she believed that.

Shea looked at Abby, not knowing what to say. She hadn't been on the island for that. Abby just bit her lip and nodded.

"She needs to know, Shea," Abby said, almost asking the mother's permission to tell her daughter.

"Henry killed Wakefield, sweetie," Abby told Madison.

"But didn't Henry die in the fire too?"

"Honey, I know this is not what you want to hear, but-"

"It was Henry, wasn't it?" Madison interrupted, sitting up straighter. "Henry killed Trish, didn't he?"

Everyone in the room nodded, slightly awed at the little girl's insight. Cal frowned, asking, "How did you know?"

Madison shrugged. "It just makes sense now. He was the one bringing me food in the tunnels, I guess. But who killed Henry?"

"I did," Abby spoke up softly.

"Oh," said Madison, "then what about the others? Trish didn't die in the fire, then, did she?"

Shea looked to Abby; she had no idea what had happened to her sister, but Abby didn't look like she wanted to answer, so Cal told the little girl the awful truth.

"Henry killed her. We saw her," he said sadly, for even as short a time as he had known Trish, he had realized that she was a good person.

"I knew they didn't die in that fire," Madison exclaimed.

"Honey, now's not the time for that," Shea scolded, a mix of emotions clouding her face. She'd thought Wakefield killed her sister.

"Did anyone fall?" Madison asked the group, looking at everyone. "I saw people falling!"

"Yeah," Jimmy said roughly. "We fell. All five of us."

"Where?"

"Off of a cliff or something?"

"That's it, Mommy. That's what I saw, but I didn't tell you." Madison tucked her feet under her.

"What do you mean, you 'saw' it?" Shea asked.

"I was just looking out of the window and then, I couldn't see anything. Then, I saw it and everything went back to normal."

Cal looked at the clock, and was surprised to see that over an hour had passed since he'd left his room. "I'm going to go check and see if Chloe's out of surgery yet," he said, leaving the room quickly.

He walked down the hall to the nurses' station. "Hello," he greeted the nearest nurse, "I need to see if Chloe Carter is out of surgery yet."

The nurse shuffled some papers around and picked up the phone, dialing a number and waiting.

"Is Chloe Carter out of surgery yet?" she asked the person on the other end of the line. "Okay, yes, he's asking about her. Oh, okay. Yes, I'll tell him. Thank you." She hung the phone up.

"She's still in surgery, sir. There were some complications."

AN: Not great. Kind of horrible, in my opinion, but there's really not much I can do with this right now. So, nothing big until next update! Cal/Chloe song: Anthem of the Angels by Breaking Benjamin. Some of the lyrics are:

"There is nothing left of you

I can see it in your eyes

Sing the anthem of the angels

And say your last goodbye."

That part ^ makes me think of the 2 seconds where Cal is looking at Chloe after he is stabbed. Just saying. The whole song is depressing and kind of morbid, but I love it.

And another song (much more upbeat and completely cute) is Must Have Done Something Right by Relient K. It's adorable for Cal and Chloe, and I think it fits well.

Okay, I'm out for now! Review, please, even though this doesn't deserve one! :)