Iliana began to stir, feeling like she had been ran over by a ten ton truck. Everything was fuzzy and it felt like every part of her body hurt. She tried to pull her hand up to stretch but found that she couldn't move her hands at all. In her confused and still slightly fuzzy state she tried to prop herself and she saw that she appeared to be restrained to a hospital bed in a plain white room. As everything became clearer she saw that someone was sat in a plastic chair by the wall but Iliana still couldn't remember how she has gotten there or why she was there.

Iliana tried to speak but it took her a couple of goes of clearing her throat in order to get any words out of her mouth which felt like cotton wool. "What... what's going on?" She asked in what was barely a whisper. The person sat in the chair lifted his head and Iliana grew worried when she saw that it was Thierry, normally she wouldn't worry as he cared a lot for all of the daybreak members but it looked like he had been there a while and that wouldn't happen unless it was something serious plus she still couldn't remember what it was that had happened.

"Iliana, how're you feeling?" Thierry asked, completely avoiding her question.

"I could do with some water." She croaked.

Thierry nodded and was gone for about a second before he came back with a glass of ice cold water. Without bothering to take off her restraints Thierry simply held the rim of the glass to her lips and tipped the glass so that she could drink. Once she had enough she sat back, placing her head on the pillow and looked at Thierry. "Why am I restrained?" She asked.

"I don't think that I'm the best person to answer this. What do you remember?" Thierry asked her.

Iliana thought hard but it felt like everything was murky and unclear. "To be honest I'm not sure I remember anything, what happened Thierry?"

Thierry sighed wearily and said, "You attacked Nissa."

"I did what!" Iliana exclaimed. "How?"

"You stormed through the mansion until you found her and then threw her out of a window." Thierry explained softly.

"Please tell me that she's okay, tell me that you stopped me!" Iliana begged.

"It's okay, she's fine but I brought you here to be on the safe side. No one knows what happened or what triggered it so I feel it may be better to keep you here until we know for sure what happened." Thierry said apologetically.

"How long for?" Iliana asked, close to tears at the thought that she could've done something like that to Nissa.

"I've got a whole team of people working on it and I think that you'll be okay so long as you stay within the hospital. However, I would like to bring Nissa in to see you while you are wearing the restraints just to make sure that it isn't linked to you being in close proximity to Nissa that way even if it is we will know something and we will just have to keep you guys apart." Thierry explained to Iliana.

Iliana nodded grimly at Thierry's logic and agreed to see Nissa as she wanted the chance to apologise for throwing her out of a window anyway. Thierry went to the door and asked a passing nurse to bring Nissa right away. It only took Nissa a couple of minutes to get there and even though Nissa was extremely nervous she wanted to see Iliana to try and work out what was going on, in fact it was Nissa who had been the first to volunteer when Thierry asked for people to work out what had happened. Nissa had been one of the first people to find Iliana in the first place and, even though she would deny it if anyone asked, she still felt a bond with the blond witch.

Nissa took a deep breath to steel her nerves before slipping in through the door. The first thing Nissa decided was that though Iliana was petite the hospital bed made her seem even smaller. "Iliana?" Nissa said, turning it into a question.

Iliana smiled as if nothing had happened and then her face became grave and serious, "I am so sorry Nissa, I don't remember what happened but Thierry told me and I feel absolutely awful. I can't believe that I threw you out of a window!" Iliana said.

Nissa moved closer to the bed and said, "No, don't be. I'm fine and after what I had said about you I completely deserved it anyway."

Iliana laughed without any humour, "I don't even remember that."

Nissa smiled sadly and took Iliana's hand in hers. "Don't worry about it. Well obviously it's not me anyway, so what could it be. Are you sure you don't remember anything at all?"

"No, I'm afraid not, the last thing I remember clearly was getting up the other morning and wondering whether Poppy was okay." Iliana told them.

Nissa looked at Thierry confused and Thierry had a similar expression. "Why is that Iliana?" Thierry asked.

Iliana thought carefully and finally said, "I'm not entirely sure, I just remember getting a bad feeling about Poppy, taking a drink and the next thing I know I wake up in here. Why, what's happened?"

Thierry cleared his throat and said sadly, "Poppy's parents were murdered yesterday."

"Oh my gosh, poor Poppy, what about Phil?" Iliana asked, her concern and worry genuine.

"Phil is here, Keller and Galen brought him back about an hour ago." Thierry answered. "Phil hasn't said a word since Keller took him back to the safe house, we've put him in the hospital for now where we can keep an eye on him and make sure he is okay. Nissa, check the drink for anything suspicious."

Nissa nodded and squeezed Iliana's hand reassuringly before saying goodbye and heading off to carry out Thierry's orders. Iliana looked at Thierry, eyes filled with concern for Poppy and Phil. Thierry tried to smile but it didn't quite reach his eyes. "I think that we can take off those restraints now. Just remember, don't leave the hospital just to be on the safe side and I'll have someone bring up some food right away. I've got to go for a bit but I will be back to check on you later. Everything will be fine."

Thierry took off Iliana's restraints and then strode out of the room purposefully with long strides. Iliana rubbed her wrists where the restraints had been to try and regain feeling in them. She contemplated trying to stand up but decided that it would be better to have some food before she tried it.

She didn't have long to wait before a medical witch came in the door with a tray full to the brim with food and Iliana's stomach growled loudly when she saw the steaming plates. The food barely hit her tongue before she swallowed she was that ravenous. Then, exhausted, she sank into a worried sleep.

Poppy

From dawn to dusk Poppy stood unmoving looking out of the third floor window she'd been at when Thierry had broken the news about her parents. With her arms wrapped around herself and her gaze fixed on the horizon in the distance she felt numb. Vaguely she realised that Philip needed her more than ever but she couldn't bring herself to move. James was nervous and extremely worried but Poppy couldn't even bring herself to soothe her soulmate through their normally wonderful telepathic connection. When the sun slipped behind the thin line separating the sky from the land Poppy found herself wishing that she could disappear with it. As stars began to appear in the midnight blue sky Poppy continued to stare, her eyesight just as good in the dark as it is in the day.

As if a small corner in her mind was unfolding Poppy found that someone was getting past the mental barriers she had automatically slammed into place. It was tiny, barely a mental whisper yet it grabbed Poppy's attention immediately. It was simply her brother gently saying, 'Poppy'.

Poppy gave a soft mental sigh and replied gently, 'Phi'.

'How are you doing?' Phil asked her.

'Could be doing better to be honest.' Poppy replied honestly.

Philip sent out a wave of understanding and warmth, sensing that Poppy needed it. 'Thanks Phil, everything will be alright, don't worry.' Poppy told him.

'Thanks for lying sis' but at least we're together now.' Phil said bravely. 'Now talk to James, I can sense his distress from here and I can't get any sleep because of it. Love you Poppy.'

'Love you too Phil, I'll come and see you as soon as I can.' Poppy replied.

Poppy straightened up and walked slowly over to James and placed her hand on his shoulder. James stopped in shock and looked at her, his eyes wide. Poppy wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her face against his chest. James would've crushed her if she had needed to breathe, his grip was that tight. Poppy shook slightly as tears slipped down her cheeks and she allowed herself to cry for the first time since hearing the news while James whispered that he loved her over and over again.