A/N: Sorry it took sooo long to update guys. I try my best to get as much done as possible. I have a lot going on though. BUT I WON'T GIVE UP! I WILL BE VICTORIOUS!

I wrote this chapter at 11pm last night, so if there are any misspells or grammar problems, sorry. I wrote chapter four at 12pm a few nights ago and it seemed okay right? Well, I just want to let you guys know that I really appreciate all of your reviews. They are what keep me going! You guys are the best!

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Chapter Six

Third Person POV

No1 couldn't do anything more but hope and pray. They had Trouble hooked up to so many machines. They even had a machine breathing for him (I don't know what the name of that machine is). They had put up ten drips containing ten different medications; they were supposed to keep his heart rate, brain waves, and blood pressure normal, instead of sky rocketing and hitting rock bottoms. Afterward No1 had told all of the doctors to go home and rest; he had to stay there and keep an eye on Trouble. If anything happened, he at least knew what he might need to do. Artemis was offering himself to help as well, which added more percentage to Trouble actually getting better. Right now, No1 was sure, with Opal's help, that Trouble had 76.9% chance of surviving. He needed every last percent he could get.

The Deeps Maximum Security Prison, Atlantis Third Person POV

Opal Koboi didn't turn around in her chair. She already knew who it was. Captain Holly Short. What did she want?

"Oh hello Captain Short." Opal said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "How can I help you today?"

Holly caught her sarcasm. But she didn't have time for this. "I…we need your help Opal."

Opal turned around in her chair. "You need my help. Why would I help you? You're the reason I'm in here."Opal turned to face the wall again. Holly opened the cell door and walked in.

"Opal, what if I told you I could take a decade off of your sentence?" Holly stared at the back of Opal's head, waiting for her to turn around.

She didn't turn around. "What would you need my help with?" Opal looked at Holly through the corner of her eye.

"One of the LEP officers is really sick, and we need your help to figure out what's wrong with him."

"Let me guess. It's Trouble isn't it?" Opal crossed her arms and grinned.

"How did you know?"

"I could tell because I know you and Trouble are really good friends, and I could tell that you have been crying. You wouldn't cry for any other LEP officer." Opal paused and turned around in her chair. "So, if I help you, you will take ten years off of my sentence?"

"If the council can agree, yes."

Holly's POV

Getting Opal's temporary release forms was a complete nightmare! Okay, I understand Opal Koboi is very, extremely dangerous, but really. It shouldn't take one hour to get to get a couple of papers signed. We didn't have much time to spare.

So, after that wonderful time in Atlantis, we're in the shuttle, on our way back to Haven. I had decided that it was best to keep Opal in the co-pilots seat, where I could keep an eye on her. Foaly thought that it wasn't fair. I told him to stop being a cry baby, and he just stopped talking to me. Well, revenge may come with karma, but it's worth it when it's Foaly.

Opal had never gotten to take a ride in a shuttle with me as the pilot. So when the shuttle started reaching speeds up to 150 mph, she freaked. And I'm guessing it was because she had only her seatbelt on, and couldn't hold on to anything because of her handcuffs, and was almost flying out of her seat. She was lucky when we made it to Haven about half an hour later. I got lucky too. I got to have a good laugh. Foaly stepped out of the shuttle and literally hit the floor face first. Opal almost did the same. But she caught herself. And she's only got two legs. Foaly has four! You would think with someone with four legs they would have great balance, even after riding in a shuttle that was flown by me. But, I guess when you spend most of your day sitting in a chair, this sorta stuff can happen.

When we got back, the shuttle port was empty. Good, just as I had requested. I can imagine what people would think if we brought the shuttle down here and Opal Koboi stepped out. Everyone in this room would have heart attacks. Everyone now was probably in a bad mood.

We made it to Police Plaza without any complications from citizens. I had to make sure I got the release forms signed again, which, fortunately, took only ten minutes this time. Then we were on our way to the hospital.

The Hospital Opal's POV

I agreed to help Holly only because the council would take ten years off of my sentence. Ten years I don't have to spend locked up. I still had a long time in there though. But at least I got to get out of there for a little. It's hard being stuck inside a small cell with nothing to do all day; especially when you're a genius.

So, after an hour and forty minutes, we finally made it to the hospital. We walked down the hall, and when we got to Trouble's room, Holly took off my handcuffs.

"Okay, let me have a look at him." I said. Holly opened the door and walked in after me. I knew she wasn't going to let me be in here all by myself. I mean, who would? Even as the criminal I release I should not be left alone. Not matter much I want to be alone so I can get away from here. But I wasn't going to spend more time in jail, not after I get that decade off. If I escape now, minus well just add twenty years. So there was absolutely no point in arguing with her.

I walked over by the bed and looked at Trouble's face. He was pale and sweating. I put my hand to his forehead; extremely hot. From what the computers say, his body temperature was 108oF. That is a very high fever. My fevers never went over 102. I walked over to the other side of the bed and looked at all the computers and checked the machines.

Then for some reason I started to fell light headed. Might have been the side effects of Holly's piloting, but I wasn't sure. I took in a deep breath, and then headed over to the small desk by the wall. I grabbed the clip board, and, to keep from fainting, leaned against the desk while I read. Holly eyed me suspiciously.

"Are you okay, Opal? You look faint." Holly said her voice full of concern.

"I'm fine, probably just the side effects of your rather reckless piloting." I replied. I exhaled and set the clip board down. I moved slowly off the desk and stood at the front of the bed, holding on to the railing attached to the end of the bed. Holly nodded and leaned back in her chair, still watching me.

That's when the headache hit me.

It hit me like a baseball bat hitting a baseball. I tried to make it look like I wasn't in pain, but that never works. Everyone always notices that you're in pain no matter what you try.

Holly rushed out of her chair and soon as she saw the sign of pain on my face. I gripped the end of the bed hard, trying not to fall. I failed.

I fell to the ground.

A/N: Sorry again for the long wait. I know you guys are really eager, and I try to make the tenseness build up before I post, but I'm sorry if any of you got too tense waiting. I'm really sorry! I'll try my best to have the next chapter up as soon as possible. Same with the Psychic Love. I'll try updating that tomorrow. Thanks for reading guys! =)