I opened my eyes. The vision from Nyx lifted a terrible weight from my chest. I still felt disconnected because I missed Stark. I missed his smile. I missed his face. I missed his voice. My eyes were still blurry. I cleared my eyes. Stark was hovering over me, his eyes red and puffy- his cheeks were also tear-stained.
"Stark.." I whispered.
His eyes tuned and locked themselves with mine. I saw him draw in a deep breath, the tears starting to flow over yet again. I reached my one hand up, weakly, to touch his cheek.
"Zoey.." He murmured.
"I'm here." I said.
"Zoey.. I am so sorry. I will never forgive myself. Even if I like a hundred thousand years." He stood up, and ran out of the room, sobbing.
I heard several fledgings burst into the room. It was dark outside, so it was the middle of the day. (Well, for humans, night. You know- our days and nighs have been turned around.) I have been unconcious for a while. I closed my eyes.
"Is she still unconcious?" I heard Erin ask.
"I sure hope not twin." Shaunee answered.
I felt someone come up and check my wrist for a pulse.
"She is alive. She is sleeping." Darius proclaimed. I finally gave in.
"No. I'm not." I flung my eyes open.
"Zoey!" Shaunee and Erin squeled together.
"Oh thank Goddess." Aphrodite sighed, burying her face into Darius's chest. Darius just smiled at me.
"Zoey!" Damien and Jack whispered.
I soon realized the person I wanted to see the most was not in the room. I looked at my hands. My Marks were back. At least that's a good sign. started to stand up.
"Priestess! You just got up! Stay down." Darius commanded.
"I am going to find Stark. Then I will rest." I stood up completly, and ran.