Author's notes: Wow! Thanks for all the reviews, you guys (and gals).

blah: ABBA ROCKS!

Nina Wyndia The Third: I'm scared… DON'T HURT ME! I think I'll keep it Violet-Quigley. Not sure yet, though, but it looks that way.

cookiequeen09: Thanks!

coolgirl44: (hands coolgirl44 and entire box of cookies) Not going to yet you know who for a while!

DigiQueenTMIM: Nope, it wasn't you!

Guest: Don't hurt yourself! By the way, Klaus is my fave character, too.

TelepathicPrincess: Don't be so sure…

Stephanie: Thank you! I'm glad you're laughing- because the rest is a little gloomy for a while.

Animus: (sniffs) Thank you… I'm so flattered!

Chapter Two: Innocence that is Lost Forever More

"He'll be fine," Quigley whispered to Violet as they sat on the couch in the waiting room near the Intensive Care. The last thing they were told was that Klaus was being taken care of. But that was two hours before, and Violet was starting to panic.

"He fell three stories. I really hope you're right. What was Duncan's issue?" she asked.

"I don't know. He was acting weird."

All of a sudden, a doctor came out from the double doors.

"Umm…" he said as he flipped some papers around on a clipboard. "Anyone here for Klaus Baudelaire?"

"Wait here," Quigley told Violet. He walked over to the door and spoke with the doctor. They talked for a few minutes, and then the doctor disappeared behind the doors again, and Quigley sat down on the couch.

"So…" Violet said anxiously.

"He was very sick to begin with. Apparently, he had appendicitis. If we got him here any later, it might have burst… and, well, he would have died."

"And?"

"So they took out his appendix… He's fine as far as that's concerned. He actually didn't break any bones. He had to get stitches in a number of places, and he's badly bruised. He's unconscious, but the doctor said he'll wake up soon."

"How soon is soon?"

"I'm not sure. It looks like he hit his head pretty hard, but the doctor said it isn't as bad as it could be."

Violet was relieved. Klaus would live. Her brother wouldn't leave her. She sighed as she wondered how the investigation was going.

"Sleep," Quigley told her. "I'll wake you up if something happens."

Violet did just that.

Isadora slowly crept up the stairs. It was 3:30 AM, and she had finally mustered up the courage to go up to what had been Klaus's room. She was shocked.

The window was shattered, she knew that. But the library was in shambles. There were books everywhere, with pages ripped out everywhere. The forest green window seat was soaked with blood. She walked to one of the shelves, only to find her boyfriend's glasses sitting on top of a note. This is what it said, in scrawled red handwriting:

He won't need these anymore.

Isadora shuddered.

"So, did you find anything?" Duncan asked from where he stood by the door.

"Mm-hmm… Sunny's in bed?" she replied as she handed him the note.

"Yep… He won't need... Oh Izzy," he said, using their father's pet name for her. "I… I… I feel so guilty."

"Why, Dun-"

The phone interrupted her.

"Iz?" Quigley's voice said.

"Quigley! What's the news?"

He told her about Klaus's condition.

"Oh… I see..." Isadora said.

"At least you're not screaming any more."

"How can you find humor at a time like this?"

"I'm not sure. I guess it's because-"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Tell me later. I'll talk to you later."

Isadora hung up. "So what were you saying?"

"Umm… I umm," Duncan said uneasily.

"Yes?"

"Okaysowekindofgotinanarguementand-"

"Slow down."

"We- Klaus and I that is, got into an argument this morning."

"And?"

"Nothing happened, we just yelled at each other. I was just mad that…"

"That what?" she inquired, getting inpatient.

"That Violet loves Quigley, and not me. I wanted him to come up with a plan with me to break them up."

"You're evil. So what did he say?"

"That that's Violet's decision and not his. I was so mad at him that I kind of tried to break you up last night. When I showed Violet at the window that you guys were making out, I expected her to get mad. But she wasn't, and then she kissed Quigley. I'm so sorry… If I'd have known this was going to happen-"

"First of all, you haven't seen your brother in almost a year and you already are trying to make his life miserable. Second, I agree with Klaus. Third, YOU TRIED TO BREAK US UP? I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU! IT WAS YOU, WASN'T IT? YOU TRIED TO KILL HIM."

"Izzy, it wasn't me!"

"DON'T CALL ME IZZY."

"If you'll just listen-"

"NO. GET OUT OF MY FACE!" Isadora screamed as she stormed off towards the door. "I'm going to bed."

"What a mess I'm in," Duncan said under his breath. Suddenly, he saw a glint over by one of the bookcases. He grinned as he picked up the object that he thought might solve all of his problems.

Author's notes: Was it Duncan? Or was it somebody else? Review, please! I'll update soon.