After a long period of silence Detective Miller debated whether he should stay or go. He was doing nothing by being there but could also do nothing at the tunnel. Everyone including himself was startled when his cell phone rang.
"Miller here," Detective Miller answered after the second ring. "That's great news, I'll leave you to arrange transport. You're going to Greentown aren't you? I'll meet you there."
Everyone had stood up at the mention of good news and anxiously waited to hear what Detective Miller had to say.
"They've found Robyn. They're flying her over to Greentown as we speak. It's two towns over and has state of the art medical facilities at the hospital. Despite Robyn being found being good news I have to tell you that she's in a bad way. They said that if she survives the night she'll be extremely lucky."
Sportacus sank into his chair. He fought the tears that rushed to his eyes and couldn't comprehend what he would do if Robyn didn't make it. He wasn't the only one who was fighting tears; everyone in the room struggled to stay composed. There had been too much death in Lazytown already and they couldn't take any more.
The sound of a helicopter could be heard outside and with heavy hearts the Mayor and Sportacus left the house. Detective Miller had asked Bessie to stay back with the kids and she'd agreed. When she'd asked Detective Miller what he was going to do he said he'd arrange another helicopter back to the tunnel to see how things were going. He had to talk to Mr Snail and if the man survived was to prosecute him for kidnapping Robyn.
The flight to Greentown took half an hour. Greentown was beyond Crazytown and had wonderful scenery. The occupants of the helicopter would have enjoyed it more if it weren't for the present circumstances. After another ten minutes they landed on a helicopter platform situated on the hospital grounds. Once they had disembarked from the helicopter they were met by a nurse who showed them where Robyn was being cared for.
The small room was dimly lit and held a single bed with a single occupant. The quiet beep of a heart monitor was the only sound that could be heard in the room. Sportacus cautiously entered and could no longer hold back his tears when he saw Robyn. She was very pale and had a nasty looking cut on her head. A large amount of blankets covered her small body and tried to make up the body heat she had lost. Sportacus' worst fears came to fruit when the heart monitor stopped beeping.
Two nurses and a Doctor came running into the room. Another nurse ushered Sportacus out so the other medical staff could do what they had to. Sportacus looked through the window and watched what was happening, the Mayor also watched from over Sportacus' shoulder. He hoped, wished and prayed that Robyn would pull through. She had to.
The Doctor gave Robyn several rounds of chest compressions but to no avail so he ordered one of the nurses to prep the paddles to attempt to shock Robyn back into the world of the living.
She was aware of strange sensations but couldn't grasp where they were coming from. The voices were still calling her and were beginning to rattle her patience. Suddenly there was something that gave her the strength to give them an answer.
"No!" Robyn screamed and the voices ceased immediately. A new awareness reached Robyn and she turned back to the place she belonged.
It was with great relief that the heart monitor started beating again. Its pace was steady and the medical team smiled. The Doctor took off his gloves and went to break the good news to the two anxious men that were waiting outside.
"We got her back." The Doctor said as soon as he'd opened the door.
Sportacus was filled with utter relief. There was one thing he still had to know, "will she be ok?"
"We'll keep her closely monitored but I think she will be ok. It is still touch and go but she's come through the worst and should make a full recovery. The cut on her head isn't as bad as it looks and she has a minor cut on her arm as well. Her temperature is still a little below normal but it shouldn't be too long picking up with the blankets on her. If you want to go in and see her you're welcome to but I wouldn't expect her to be awake just yet."
"Thank you, Doctor?"
"Green, believe it or not. Can I ask you a question?"
"Of course,"
"Who was it that coordinated all of this? The helicopter pilot gave me a name but I didn't quite catch it."
"It was a man called Detective Miller,"
"Detective Miller? You don't mean Detective Christopher Miller?"
"Yes. Do you know him?"
"Detective Christopher Miller died on the mountain pass five years ago. He'd been hiking and got caught in a snow storm; he fell over the edge of a cliff. That couldn't be the man that helped you."
"I have his card here," The Mayor piped up. Bessie had handed it to him and Detective Miller had never asked for it back.
Doctor Green took the card and gasped. The picture on the card was definitely that of Detective Miller. He couldn't believe it, it was impossible that Detective Miller could have helped them but somehow it made sense. After all strange things happen on those mountains.