"Doctor Trent! I didn't know you were looking after Robyn now. What happened to Doctor Cole?" Kit asked walking up the corridor towards Robyn's room and Doctor Trent.

Doctor Trent gave Kit the same penetrating glare he gave anyone else, "Doctor Cole is indisposed. His breakfast from the canteen yesterday disagreed with his stomach dreadfully, horrid business really."

Kit nodded and pulled a face, "Give him my best if you see him, won't you?"

Doctor Trent just snorted loudly and went on his way leaving Kit rather confused. An all too common impulse overtook Kit and he pulled a funny face at Doctor Trent's retreating back. A nurse saw Kit pull the face and shook her head while trying to stop herself laughing. Kit held up his arms in a gesture that said, 'what did I do?' The nurse rolled her eyes and carried on with her duties.

Since Robyn's accident things had been very subdued in Lazytown. There was a bitter degree of helplessness in everyone at the set backs that the blighted girl had faced lately. The news of her blindness had been bad enough without the knowledge of epilepsy.

Using forethought before Robyn's return home Pixel had looked up information on both conditions on his computer and handed everyone a hand out of 'need to knows' so they were prepared sufficiently. Particular attention was paid by everyone on the 'first aid' section which told them the 'dos' and don'ts' if Robyn should have a seizure when visiting them. It was with certain trepidation that they memorised these points. None of them had ever experienced epilepsy or known anyone with it and their ignorance of it bred fear of dealing with it.

Sportacus had spent much of his time flitting to and fro between the hospital and town. Kit had chosen to stay in Greentown so he was always close to Robyn and often slept in her room or in various locations around the hospital. Ché had stayed in Lazytown, he was unable to make the return flight home until his shoulder had been dealt with and he wanted to try to smooth things over with Robyn's return to town. He was also something of a watch guard when it came to Sportacus' moods.

Sportacus had blamed himself, naturally, for Robyn's accident and subsequent troubles. The truth was that no one was to blame. It had all happened so fast that no one had had time to act or stop it. No one could have foreseen what would happen and it had to be accepted as such.

Doctor Trent knocked on the door to Robyn's room and upon entering saw that Kit had a pillow case covering his eyes. The Doctor watched with amusement as the young man tried to find him and was concerned when Kit missed him completely and walked into a wall.

"Stupid boy! Are you alright?" Doctor Trent asked removing the makeshift blindfold and checking over Kit.

Kit waved off Doctor Trent's hand and signalled he was fine. He looked down to see that Doctor Trent had a brown envelope tucked under his arm and Kit excitedly stated, "Test results!"

Doctor Trent nodded but his face revealed that the results weren't good, "I have the results as you said. There is something that isn't right with them."

"What?" Robyn asked preparing herself for the worst.

Doctor Trent drew in a deep breath, "you shouldn't be blind. The scans came up with the areas of damage in your brain which caused the epilepsy but there is nothing wrong with the part of your brain that controls sight."

Kit's eyes grew slightly stormy and his temper sparked a little, "are you saying it's all in her head?"

"It might be," Doctor Trent pressed on quickly before he was interrupted, "Physically there is no reason for your blindness. It may be psychological but we can't be sure. Further tests will have to run but they can be done at the outreach clinic. You'll be discharged tomorrow."

Kit shrugged and stated sarcastically, "Well I guess that's an improvement, she's now mad not blind."

Doctor Trent gave Kit a look that told him exactly what he thought of him, "I suggest you step out of the room and get some fresh air from the gardens. I will not have you upsetting my patient."

Kit's temper sparked and ignited at this. He would not be spoken to like a child and especially not by some puffed up Doctor that had no social skills whatsoever. He stamped his foot stubbornly on the ground showing that he wouldn't budge.

Doctor Trent saw this and accepted the challenge. Not caring whether he lost his job or not he landed a blow to Kit's face and pushed him out of the room. Kit narrowly missed crashing into Doctor Cole when the man was walking towards them. Doctor Cole ran to the nearest phone and telephoned security. When he returned both men were grappling and he feared that either one of them could get seriously hurt.

Seemingly numerous footsteps could be heard running down the corridor and several security guards appeared into view and restrained both Kit and Doctor Trent when they'd managed to separate them. Both men were still brimming with rage and testosterone and wouldn't be restrained easily.

Eventually Doctor Trent was dragged off down the corridor to an office to be questioned. Kit was released and was placed on the row of chairs outside Robyn's room and told to stay there.

Knowing instinctively that something wasn't right when he saw Doctor Trent being dragged past him as he walked down the corridor Sportacus ran down the corridor to Robyn's room. When he got closer he could see Kit sitting on the row of chairs outside her room holding a handkerchief to his mouth. There was blood on the handkerchief and Kit looked a little worse for wear.

"What happened?" Sportacus asked taking a seat beside Kit and studying the younger man.

Kit removed the handkerchief and Sportacus could see that his lip was split and bleeding badly. Sportacus pushed Kit's hand back to his mouth and returned the handkerchief to its former place. Kit nodded knowing that Sportacus didn't expect an answer right now.

Doctor Cole stepped out of the room and swallowed hard when he saw Sportacus. He had to explain what had just happened, "Doctor Trent and Kit had an argument. He assaulted Kit and Kit hit back. Unfortunately it's Kit that's come of the worse out of the two. A security guard is questioning Doctor Trent at the moment and when Kit's lip stops bleeding he will be questioned also."

Sportacus looked at Kit with such amusement and concern in his eyes that Kit couldn't help but blush.

Doctor Cole looked to Kit's hands and saw they were bleeding heavily again, the blood had begun to seep through his bandages and without a word Doctor Cole dragged Kit to a spare room by his wrist. He removed the bandages carefully but quickly and gasped at what he saw.

"You've burst your stitches and they've ripped through. Hold still while I remove whatever stitches are still there." Once this job was done Doctor Cole inspected Kit's still badly bleeding hands and shook his head, "You'll have to be referred to the plastic surgery department. I can't treat these. You'll find it on the fifth floor. I'll call ahead right now and tell them to expect you. Consider yourself admitted."