He stepped onto the platform and breathed in the freshair. He found all the Yorkshire accents interesting. He could listen to them all day, It reminded him of the day he found his long lost sister. It was a lot colder than he imagined. It was a different experience. Usually it was boiling hot, people walking around in their swimwear, here it was icy, and cold and people certainly weren't wearing swimwear. He picked up his suit case and walked towards the gate. He saw the sign which read 'Aidensfield' Well he didn't know her adress so he just walked along the long road. He was acompanied by the sheep which just wondered around where ever they pleased. He came across the row of shops. He was greeted by couples walking past him. How kind is everyone here? He thought. A motorbike pulled up behind him.

"is everything all right?" he asked noticing this man stood with a suitcase. Danny turned around "Danny?" Joe asked

"Joe Mason" He smiled

"oh my, it's been a while since we first met"

"I know, I've come to see Carol" he smiled "do you have her adress?" Danny asked. Joe's face dropped

"bad timing" he sighed

"what? Why?" Danny was confused

"Danny, Carol is in the hospital" Joe said. Danny's heart raced.

"what's wrong with her?" he panicked

"she was attacked, as far as I know she is still unconscious" Joe told "Were trying everything we can to try and find him"

"when was this?" Danny asked

"last night, she was stabbed and possibly drugged" Joe said. He felt his heart melt. Luckily he kept it together and fought back tears. The same happened with Danny, but he was less fortunate and a tear fell from his eye.

"You can go and see her if you want" Joe offered

"yes" he cleared his throat "please"

Joe fumbled around in his pocket for the key to the police car which was parked up just outside the shops. They both got into the car. Their breath was visible.

Snow flakes began to float weightlessly from the sky. Joe followed. He watched as the snow settled on the floor. As soon as the door opened Joe smelt the usual hospital smell. How the smell reminded him of many things that haunted him. Including this time. It brought him back memories of when he was a little boy, when his mum was dying. This was like day ja vew all over again.

"Hello how can I help" The receptionaist asked in a welcoming tone

"Carol Cassidy, please"

The receptionist scrolled down the piece of paper. "ward 7" she smiled

"thank you" Danny thanked.

"one minuet" Joe walked out.

"ok" Danny walked along the corriodoor following the ward numbers.

Joe's fury built up. He kicked the side of the wall. He punched it afew times. He lent against the wall and slid down it. Tears streaming from his eye. The last time he cried like this he was 12. No one had ever seen his soft side, the way he was now. He felt the cold snow flakes gently touch his face. It cooled him down. He pulled himself together. He saw the sign 'ward 7' And the number 7 was suppose to be lucky. He quietly opened the door. There was just the sound of the heart machine. He couldn't bare to look. Danny was sitting at the side of the bed. He saw the nurse. Her eyes shut. Her arms were wrapped in bandages. There was a scar on her forehead. She was still the most prettiest woman he had ever met in his life. She looked so helpless. He just wanted to see her friendly smile, the sparkle in her eyes, even when she was mad at him.

"How would he" Danny sobbed. Joe shrugged his shoulders. How could anyone?

"I have to go" Joe said. He walked out.