(Hey! I'm back, goddamn school! Happy New Year! I got a very nice chapter for the first of the year, so I hope you all enjoy what's in store.

Thanks to Cenobia100, Jamesss, and LocalTalent53 for the reviews! (BTW Cenobia, Jovianne is not dead, just injured from the jeep).

I apologise for the delay, but I believe that it will be made up by the end of this chapter, I would hope. 'till next time!

The hospital room felt claustrophobic for Scott, despite the fact it was actually rather spacious. The air felt thick and constricting, as if were standing in a room full of smoke instead of the clear air. In front of him, lying on the hospital bed was Jovianne; eyes still closed having not opened since the accident. A bandage was wrapped around her forehead from a gash in the back of head while a bandage was also wrapped around her upper forearm.

Scott hadn't had any sleep, and it showed from the black rings around his eyes. He stayed sitting on the chair, watching Jovianne for any sign of recovery.

"Hey."

Scott turned his head to see Jessie, who was sipping from a glass of water. He didn't reply but looked back to Jovianne.

"You got to get some sleep, y'know."

"I need to watch her. She's next, and I will prevent her death if I can help it."

Jessie sighed. "Why do you feel the need to watch her?"

Scott narrowed his eyes. "What?"

"You heard. It's not like you're the one who had the premonition, you don't have any connection to any of us."

"You'd rather just allow her to... walk into some kind of death?"

"Of course not." Jessie walked further into the room, placing the glass of water on a cabinet next to the door. "I'm just intrigued into your reasons. From what I know you stuck to yourself in your attempts to ace tests. You wouldn't give anyone other than your mother the time of the day, but now you're the leader, practically. You got the ideas and you tell us what to do. Why?"

Scott went to answer, but then closed his mouth.

"See?" Jessie sighed. "I don't understand other than the fact that you are... well, you're attracted to Jovianne."

"Heh..." Scott shook his head. "This isn't about my feelings in terms of that, Jessie. While... I admit she's attractive I'm not about to hit on her. If it were you or Brandon or anyone else I knew on this hospital bed, I would sit next to you. Perhaps my feelings of being perfect revolves about wanting to protect people. I can't explain it properly, to be honest, but that's the only reason I can think of."

"I suppose that's good enough..." Jessie said, looking up at the lights.

"How's Brandon?"

"Bad." Jessie connected eyes with Scot. "He's locked himself away. He thinks that it's all his fault that Jovianne is in hospital. I'm worried, but there isn't anything I can do. I suppose his mind can't handle it."

"I'll have to talk to him." Scott muttered, when suddenly the room was plunged into darkness. Scott's eyes widened as he turned his head this way and that, heard a crash, a curse, and then the lights burst on again, making him wince.

"Agh, son of a..." Jessie cursed, holding his shin. In the darkness he had hit his shin on the cabinet, knocking it over. The glass of water fell off with a faint ting.

"Are you okay?"

"Fine... ow..." Jessie winced. "What the hell was that?"

"Power cut, in this storm I wouldn't be surprised." Nevertheless Scott looked worried. After a quick glance to Jovianne, he stood up. "Come with me. Let's try to talk to Brandon. I'm worried he'll try and do something to himself."

"Are you sure?"

"Certain. Come on." Scott went to open the door but it opened before he could grasp it. Scott gasped as he saw Kris standing in the doorway, looking worse for wear. A hood covered most of his face while his other clothes were baggy. "Sir?"

"Just call me Kris, Scott." Kris said, coming into the room and accidently knocking the fallen glass of water further towards the wall. A puddle of water started to form near the corner and a wire which powered the heart rate machine.

"What's wrong, we haven't seen you since the funeral. We thought you may have,"

"No, no I'm fine. Just fine. I-I heard about Jovianne... and I'd figured you'd be here Scott."

"You were looking for me?"

"Yes. I... yes. Have you had contact with William today?"

"Bludworth? I haven't seen him for a couple of days now. Let's just say we had a difference in opinion." Scott answered.

"So... you don't know where he is?"

"No, why?" Scott looked suspicious. "Don't tell me you want to kill people to gain their life?"

"Eh?" Kris' eyes widened. "No, no, no. I just... look, can I talk to you? Perhaps you can help me?"

"You're acting a bit weird, Kris." Jessie put in. "What's wrong? What have you done?"

"Why do you assume I've done something! I've done nothing, nothing." Kris spat, before taking a breath. "I've done... nothing... nothing..."

"Where's that blood from?" Jessie pointed to a speck of blood on Kris' cheek. "You got no injuries on the face."

"I, uh... I-"

"What have you done, Kris." Scott asked sternly. "You can talk to us."

"I... I..." Kris coughed and looked left and right. He shut the door with his foot and reached under his coat. "Look, you must know where William is."

"I told you, I don't. Besides, don't change the subj-"

"WHERE IS WILLIAM!" Kris yelled, pulling out the pistol from his coat.

"Woah, shit... Jesus Christ..." Scott backed up and put his arms up. "Hey, Kris, settle down. I do not know where William is!"

"Don't give me that crap! I know that you're working with him to find the solution to 'death'." Kris gave off a nervous laugh. "I was talking with Gervais, just last night. I, he told me that you two are together, that you both deserve to die! He gave me another weapon to deal justice!"

"What? Gervais-" Scott started but was interrupted.

"But I don't want to kill you!" Kris growled. "It's William I want so WHERE IS HE!"

"Kris, what has happened to you?" Scott questioned. "You were the sports teacher and a friendly one at that. How have you descended into such emotions?"

"That is of no concern to you. Don't you realize the situation? Tell me- Urgh!" Kris was cut off as he was tackled into the side by Jessie who had slowly edged around. Kris' finger hit the trigger and fired off a shot. The bullet hit the wall and rebounded into an oxygen tank, the shrapnel cutting a small hole which started hissing as oxygen burst outwards in a stream.

"Get off..." Kris pushed Jessie off but Scott leaped forward and grabbed the gun. Another shot fired off, this time hitting the corner and cutting the wire in two. A spark from the contact hit the water, which in turn made the electrical current go into the paper cup, which started smoking. "Drop... that!" Scott grunted and succeeded in pulling the pistol out of Kris' grip, but Kris slammed his foot into the side of Scott's knee. A horrible crack was emitted and Scott's knee buckled. He fell to the ground in pain. Kris turned around and slammed his elbow into Jessie's face and looked around, before sprinting off, this time with the weapon.

"Ahh..." Scott was breathing hard in pain. "God... Aghh..."

"Scott, are you okay?"

"I think..." Scott touched his knee and let out a fresh yell of pain. "He broke my fuckin' leg, I think... agh!"

"What? Shit..." Jessie suddenly caught site of the polystyrene cup, which had caught on fire. "Woah!" Jessie stomped on the cup, sending sparks flying up. A piece of the cup floated in the air towards the oxygen tank. "Huh..." Jessie noticed the tank far too late. "No!" The ember hit the oxygen, and the whole canister exploded. The walls shook as the pressure burst outwards, knocking Jovianne off of her bed.

"Jovianne!" Scott exclaimed. "Jessie, get her! Is she okay!"

Jessie nodded and ran forward, grabbing Jovianne's arms. He grunted as he lifted her. Scott watched, but saw the roof above the two starting to crack.

"Hurry!"

Jessie glanced up and saw the roof starting to lean inwards. With a heavy grunt he pulled Jovianne up and stepped backwards just as the roof collapsed where Jovianne would be. "Holy... fuck..." Jessie panted and carried Jovianne towards Scott.

"Get out of the room, go!" Scott yelled as he pulled himself up to one foot.

"What about you?"

"I can move on my own, it's fine." Scott winced as he said this. "Come on."

Jessie nodded and went through the door, where he saw a number of hospital staff coming. "Stay back! Call the police and the fire service!" Carrying Jovianne, Jessie walked forward when he heard a snapping sound. Turning around he saw the door close and part of the roof wall down, blocking the door. Eyes widening, Jessie carefully put Jovianne down and ran for the door, grabbing the large stone block and attempting to move it.

Inside, Scott was wrestling with the door, but to no avail. "Shit, damn! Fuck!" Scott turned around and saw the opposite wall was completely on fire. Smoke was filling the space and the fire was spreading towards him. Glancing to the side Scott saw another group of oxygen tanks. "Oh..." Scott realized what that meant, and put his mouth against the door. "Get out! If you can hear me, get away! There's going to be another explosion! Jessie, go and find William! Inform him of Kris and beg him if you can to help us! Please!" Scott turned around and started coughing, the smoke getting to him. The fire was running across the wall towards the tanks. "C-Call my mother, tell her that I said 'thank you'. Tell her that... that I'll be happy with dad... tell her that!" Scott couldn't hear anything over the raging fire sound and slumped down the door. "Tell her..." Scott murmured as the fire starting licking at the oxygen tanks. He threw his head up and stared at the ceiling covered in smoke. "I..." Tears not caused from smoke leaked down his cheeks. "I..." The oxygen tanks were now black and charred.

"I'm sorry... Karen... I-I... I broke my pr-promise..." Scott whispered, just as the oxygen caught fire. The tanks exploded, sending fire rolling across Scott's body. He closed his eyes tightly as fire washed over him.

Outside, Jessie was thrown backwards as the door was pushed outwards. He hit the floor but rolled onto all fours. He looked ahead and saw the charred body of... "Scott!" Jessie cried, getting to his feet and stumbling towards the body. He tried to shout again but he started coughing instead, falling to his knees and trying to clear his throat. Taking a breath after the fit of coughing Jessie reached towards Scott. "Scott... I heard you... I heard you... I'll tell her..." Jessie grit his teeth as the staff pulled him back and sirens were heard. "I'll tell her for you..."