***Hello everyone, I'm back from New York! It was fun and tiring alike. Also, I saw things so weird that it made me feel like one of the gray blobs from the episode of Fairly Oddparents where Timmy wished that everyone was pretty much an NPC... Anyways, Grillby and Ember belong to Toby Fox, Cyra belongs to me, and let's go!

Chapter Three: Reunion All Around

Half an hour later, Grillby was no longer the only one in the waiting room on the floor. A petite, blue flame elemental came in. "Cyra," Grillby said, his voice even.

Cyra walked over and sat down next to him. "Have you heard anything about Ember?" she asked, cutting right to the point.

"Nothing beyond what I told you on the phone. Doctors haven't come to me since before I called you," Grillby shrugged.

Cyra sighed. She leaned forward, her eyes cast to the ground.

Grillby looked at her, mimicking her position. "She's stable, you know. It's just treatments now," he said.

Cyra was quiet at first. "My baby girl could've died," she whispered at last.

"But she didn't," Grillby replied. Cyra glared at him for a moment... but she couldn't keep it.

After a few minutes, a doctor finally walked over to them. "You two are Ember's parents, right?" hea sked. Grillby opened his mouth to confirm that, but Cyra stood up first and nodded.

"You must be the mother. Anyways," the doctor began, "you can see Ember now. She's on a breathing tube, and she's had a lot of different medicines, so she's probably out it. However, you can follow me and we can go see her."

When the doctor lead the way, Cyra was on his heels and Grillby trailed behind.

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The three arrived at the right room pretty soon after that. Ember was drifting in and out because of everything she'd been given. There was indeed a breathing tube poked into her nose. Her chest had a SOUL-rate monitor on it. But her chest x-rays hung on the wall, and they didn't exactly look good. "Hi," she said softly.

Cyra sat down next to her and took her hand. "How are you feeling?" she asked.

"I can breathe now. But the doctors gave me a lot of medicine and poked and prodded me. So I'm a bit sore and I'm really tired. I only stayed awake after it because Dr. Holland said that he was getting my parents," Ember explained.

Grillby made sure to go to the other side of the bed, but he went to her side nonetheless. "Did he saw how long you have to stay?" he asked.

"A few days. Until my chest clears up," Ember said.

"Why, do you gotta run off to your restaurant again?" Cyra asked accusingly. Grillby sighed, rubbing his face. "Not now," he said.

"I don't feel like listening to you two fight. Even if you hate each other, I want some peace with you both here. Just for now," Ember said.

Grillby and Cyra looked at each other, their expressions matched in how sudden the words they'd just heard were.

"Get some rest. We'll still be here," Grillby said at last. Cyra tucked Ember in a bit more and kissed her head, which was still warm. Warmer than a flame elemental normally was, anyways.

Grillby walked over to the opposite end of the bed. "Cyra?" he asked. "What?" the female asked, her eyes not leaving her daughter.

"I want to talk to you. Outside. This is something that we should've done years ago. But now that we're together, we'd might as well talk it over," Grillby said. That was when Cyra turned around. "What is it?" she asked.

"We need to talk about what caused us to divorce," Grillby said.

***The only thing keeping me up right now: Caleb Hyles on YouTube. Anyways, be sure to leave a review on the way out and I'll see you all in the next one! Bye!