…he was jogging along the forest path, exercising so he would be in shape for football practice after the weekend. A branch snapped and he spun his head around, but nothing was there; shrugging Stan continued to jog. Furtherer into the forest he heard more branches snap, he picked up his pace. CRASH! A tree fell in front of him; noise exploded in the forest, birds screeched and flew away, badgers ran and deer's jumped the tree and bolted away into the distance. Stan had seen enough warning and turned on the balls of his heals and ran…

"Augh!" Stan shouted what the hell? He jerked upwards; he felt cold, was he dreaming? He looked down and saw he still had his gowns on and he could hear the fast beeping representing his heart, well this is real he thought. What about the other part, was that a dream? But it felt strangely familiar. Flashbacks he thought, he became annoyed with himself, well done Stan you woke up before you found out what happened! He took a few deep breaths and waited until he calmed down and the beeping slowed down and Stan felt better.

"You okay hum?" a female voice said, Stan jumped but then saw a young female nurse walk in.

"Yeah, just dreaming" he replied. She looked him up and down.

"Do you want me to wait with you?" she asked and winked at him, which made him gulp, she was very pretty but she was no Wendy. "I'm fine" he replied

"Oh, okay" she said with a hint of disappointment in her voice and then walked back out. That was weird; Stan thought. He looked down at the little digital clock next to his bed. 3:35. Stan groaned, he had to stay here till 1 o clock. He lay back down and closed his eyes…

…he opened his eyes again, and looked at the clock again 11:03, ah much better he thought, just two more hours. He sat up and stretched. Light filled the room. The female nurse walked in again, with a plate of food. "You awake again, well, you up for breakfast?" she asked. His stomach growled and he went red, she laughed "take that as a yes" she walked over and placed it over his lap; wow, bacon, eggs and toast. "Thanks" he said and began to wolf it down as if he had never seen food in his life, but it has been five days since he's eaten. She smiled at him warmly. "So what happened to you then?" he stopped eating

"Well, I don't know really. Woke up in a forest with a big chunk out of my shoulder and cuts along my chest, ran to my best friend's house, collapsed and four days later I woke up" he said and continued to eat. "Aww, hope it doesn't scare that nice body of yours, but then again girls like war wounds" Stan choked on his food. Okay, what the hell. There was a knock on the door and Kyle and Wendy walked in. he couldn't be happier to see them.

"Hey guys" Stan said happily. They both smiled at him, the nurse looked at them saw Wendy and walked out off; saying she was needed elsewhere. "Phew" Stan said "thank God you guys came in"

"Why" Kyle asked, sitting on his left hand side, Wendy on his right.

"Cause that nurse freaked me out, I woke up early this morning and she said that she would keep me company, and then she said chicks love war wounds!" Stan said. Kyle laughed, but Wendy remained silent, "so I'm coming home in a few hours" he continued

"That's good, you can show girls your war wounds" Wendy sarcastically said. Kyle laughed again

"Yeah, tell me how that goes"

"Will do" Stan replied. There was a pause "so how come you guys came, you did know that I was coming home"

"Yea, but me and Wendy had a free period so we thought we would come and visit you" Kyle answered. "Aw, loved" Stan joked. Kyle rolled his eyes. Stan finished his food and smiled, that was just what he needed.

The doctor that he had seen yesterday walked in. "hello Stanley, just come in to check the stitches, won't take a minuet" he walked over and untied the gown from behind his neck and lifted it off. Kyle looked away saying something about not being gay. Wendy turned around as well. "Okay, now let's remove the bandages, wait, what the?" the doctor looked at the wound in surprise. Kyle turned around, when he did his eyes widened. "What?" Stan asked a little worried. Wendy turned around and opened her mouth. Stan looked down and expected the worst but he saw…nothing. The wound on his shoulder had completely healed, along with the mark on his chest. "Well that isn't normal" the doctor stated. "I'll call your parents" Kyle said and walked out.

"The others need to see this" the doctor said and walked out as well. Damn it! Now there's going to be loads of people gawping at me! Stan thought. Wendy was still looking at him but when she met his gaze she averted her eyes, blushing slightly. Stan laughed, why was she embarrassed? "Well looks like I don't have any wounds to show off" he laughed making Wendy face him

"Isn't that a shame" she said "the girls will be so upset"

"Wen's why are you so pissed?" he asked "and don't deny it, I've known you long enough to tell when your pissed"

"Nothing" she quickly said "I just have an English essay to complete"

"You're also a bad liar" he stated, Wendy sighed defeated

"It's not you, it's just that nurse" she said "she's acted totally inappropriately, you've been unconscious for four days and she's trying to come onto you!" Oh my God, is Wendy jealous? He thought. Why would she be jealous for? "Well, I wasn't interested anyway" he stated truthfully. Kyle walked in "your parents will be hearing in a few minutes and for God's sake cover up!" he shouted, Stan moved the empty plate onto the table and moved the blanket over him. "Better?" he asked

"Much" Kyle replied.

A few minutes later his parents walked in, followed by a large group of doctors and a few nurses including the one he'd seen earlier. "What's wrong with my boy?" Sharon asked

"Nothing" the doctor replied "look" he pulled the blanket down and revealed his healed body. "Ohh" a few doctors said in unison and one even took a photo! They all started chatting amongst themselves. Stan felt so awkward with a large group of people staring at him shirtless. "What's wrong with that?" randy said pointing at him.

"Well, with cuts that deep, it should still be healing and we were considering doing a skin graft, but it's completely healed, which is strange as it has been less than a week. That's five times faster than the normal rate and there is no visible scar tissue" the doctor answered

"Well isn't that better?" Wendy said "that he's better and doesn't need any other treatment"

"Yes but..."

"But it's good, so can I go home" Stan interrupted "seeing as my parents are already here?"

"Well yes but we would like to keep you in for a few tests" the doctor said

"So you were letting him go before he recovered and now he has you want to keep him?" Kyle asked

"What kind of tests?" Stan added

"Nothing much; just a few blood tests, scans and physical observation" the doctor answered

"Oh is that all" Stan sarcastically said "no thanks, I don't want to spend any longer here" he sat up and jumped out of the bed pulling the monitors off his chest. A few people gasped as he wobbled a bit, but Wendy held him for support. He quickly stood upright "did you bring any clothes?" Stan asked and his mom handed him a bag. "Would you all mind stepping out please, I would like to get change" they all filled out the door leaving him alone. He tipped the contents of his bag out onto the bed and began to change. He replaced the gowns for his trade mark clothes. Baggy blue jeans, white short sleeved top, socks, trainers, his fake brown leather jacket and his favourite blue and red bobble hat.

Stan walked out of the room and saw that the flock of doctors had gone and only his family and friends were left. "Ready to go son" randy asked

"Defiantly" Stan answered and they walked out. Stan felt different when he walked, firstly everything was clearer and he felt he had a lot more energy. Probably because I've just got out of bed Stan thought.

He never knew how wrong he was…