"Case? Mate? You alright?" Brax asked lowly, creeping into Casey's ward quietly. Casey opened his eyes.
"Could be better," he mumbled. Ellah followed Brax in but didn't know what to say and she was still fuming at Kyle, so she kept hidden in the corner where she wasn't seen. Skyler walked in too.
"Oh Casey," she sighed, making her way over to Brax biting her lip anxiously.
"Hey Skye," Casey whispered, lifting his hand slowly.
"Kyle did this didn't he?" Brax muttered. Casey nodded reluctantly.
"Can't blame him. I shot his dad," he sniffed.
"Don't say that-" Brax began.
"What's the date?" Skyler asked suddenly.
"The 18th," Brax answered, wondering what was going on. Then he realised. "Crap. Casey it's your court case." Casey at up immediately and struggled to get out of bed.
"No Casey stop! You're not well enough," Brax stopped him, holding him down. Casey gave up and stared at the ceiling of his ward, deep in thought.
"Now what?" he asked quietly.
"We tell the truth, to the police," Skyler said simply. Brax didn't look so sure.
"I don't really want to do that," he said slowly.
"Brax, this is not an option," Skyler insisted.
"Guys, can we not discuss it right now?" Casey asked softly. Skyler and Brax both folded their arms and stood away from eachother. "Is Ellah here?" Ellah took this as her cue.
"Hey love," she said quietly, stepping out of the corner. Casey's eyes lit up.
"Hey, how's it going?" he asked.
"It's alright," Ellah replied. "I'm happy you're okay, Case, I was so scared."
"I'm sorry," Casey smiled slightly. Ellah bent over and gently kissed him.
"I love you. Don't do that again," she said against his lips.
"It wasn't my choice, but fine. I love you too," Casey grinned, stroking Ellah's hair with his bruised hands.
"I think we should leave you to rest," Brax sighed finally.
"So do I. We'll see you in the morning, alright?" Skyler smiled at Casey who gave a smile back. Ellah didn't look like she wanted to leave but she knew that she had to.