Dynasty ran home, had a shower and slept through out the day. She was so exhausted. She finally woke up and put on her clothes and made it back to the hospital. Hoping that Kevin had finally woken, when she walked into his hospital room. She found him still lying there, looking lifeless with Mr Chalk by his bedside.

Dynasty stayed by his side for weeks, never letting go of his hand. For over the next week. She barely said two words, and instead devoted all of her time to sitting by Kevins side. It was if she never left that chair, and never let go of his lifeless hand.

After the first week, they moved Kevin from his own hospital room to a ward with other patients. It pained everyone to see that he had been moved into a type of ward that had patients all over this area, lying in a coma like state. Dynasty felt like she was going to give up, but she begged herself to stay strong. She had not gone to school for the weaks she had stayed in the hospital, she couldn't bare to go back and see everyones looks of pity. She didn't need that, not now.

It was as if all of the life had been sucked out of Dynastys mind and soul. Seeing as how she refused to go to school and couldn't bare to see life outside of the hospital. The only thing she held onto other than Kevins hand was his chess set, which she had taken from his room at the school house a weak ago. She had it with her always, and when she wasn't busy staring at Kevins ever frozen face, she would place the chess set on the bed and act as though Kevin was awake and was moving the peices around the board, even though it was acctully her. It seemed to be a great comfort and a great ache at the same time. Imogen and Connor had walked in on her one day playing chess by herself beside Kevin. They just simply left the way they had came in. Not sure if Dynasty was going mad or if playing chess comforted her.

For many hours each day, Dynasty was alone in Kevins curtained off section of the ward. Connor and Imogen had both taken days off school in the beginning, but they couldn't do that anymore. They still had studies and exams. Mr Chalk came in as much as he could, but after getting an angry phone call from his work, threatening to fire him. He had to go back to london. Dynasty saw the pain in his eyes as he left the hospital, but she knew that Kevin would of wanted him to go back to work.

Another weak passed when finally Mr Byrne came into the hospital with a look of pity on hs face as he said beside her. Dynasty knew it was him but she kept her eyes on Kevins face.

"Dynasty im here to tell you-"

"I know why you're here, but i can't go back to that school with Kevin still like this"

Mr Byrne looked at her when an idea struck. "You Don't have to, if you don't want to"

This time she looked at him with a surprised look on her face finally taring her eyes off of Kevin. "Really"

Mr Byrne nodded. "How about i get all the work that you have missed from your teachers and you can do it here. Like a work at home sort of thing"

Dynasty looked pleased with this outcome. "Thank you Mr Byrnes"

Mr Byrne stood up and left quietly.

But as the weeks progressed, bad news just kept getting worse for Dynasty.

A few days after Mr Chalk left, she finally had some news about Steve-o, and she knew by there faces it was not what she wanted to hear.

"Miss Barry. Im afraid Steve-o is no where to be found, we are still searching for him but i have to warn you that he might come back for you and Mr Chalk"

Dynasty watched as the police left. Could this day get any worse she thought.

"Miss Barry. I have some awful news. Mr Chalk has been in a coma for the past two months. He has not gotten any better and im afraid you have a choice of pulling the plug on the machine or let him sleep for years."

Of course, because it was her. Life could get alot worse