Maka woke up again suddenly trying to forget what happened the day before, but when she looked over to the bed where Devereaux had three needles in his right arm, an I.V., a blood bag, but third bag it contained an unknown liquid. She pulled her chair up to his bed and took his hand gently; his head fell to the side lazily to the side, but she knew he wasn't awake he's been in the same coma like state for the past 12 hours since 4 p.m. yesterday when they got him to the hospital. Maka had fought to get to be in the back of the ambulance, but they didn't even give it a thought when they told her she couldn't be in the operation room while they stitched him up. Later that night a nurse came to take her Devereaux's room the second he got there, when she actually got there she thanked the nurse and went into the room. Make walked to Devereaux's bedside, sat into the chair by the bed, and she took his hand in hers. Two times people got hurt because of her, she should've told him to stand down from the fight, but she couldn't talk or act.
"I should've told you to stand down, but I was frightened." Maka told him "I was the leader of the group, but I couldn't keep calm."
Maka was about to cry when she felt Devereaux tightened his grip on her hand, she looked at him, and she looked at him to find him smiling weakly at her.
"I'm sorry Devereaux." Maka told him
"Look, like Soul said, it's wasn't your fault, and let me tell you that yesterday was the most fun I've had in 19 years." Devereaux told her
"Could I possibly see your scar?" Maka asked him
Devereaux threw the bed sheet off to reveal the scar where they healed the jagged wound that Medusa's arm had caused, Maka touched it gently, but she jerked her hand when Devereaux winced.
"It's okay, it's just a little tender still, but it's okay." Devereaux told her
"How far does your weapon blood extend?" Maka asked him
"I'm actually able to turn into a weapon, but I'm also able to wield other Demon Weapons." Devereaux told her
"So you're an Autonomous weapon, a weapon that's able to fight without a miester." Maka replied
"I guess you can say that." Devereaux told her
Maka let this sink in as she watched him grip the needle leading to the unknown liquid, and as he pulled she watched as Devereaux struggled to stay conscious. She took his hand again and started to talk to him to keep both of their focuses off of what he just did, but it didn't work so well as she watched him clench his teeth and he tightened grip on her hand. After 15 minutes Maka felt the pressure on her hand lessen, when she looked at Devereaux she saw his eyes deepen into a light shade of purple, and she saw something that shocked her. In his shadow she saw him as a full blew demon, she shut her eyes tightly and when she opened them again the demon was gone.
"You okay Maka you look like you saw a ghost?" Devereaux asked her
"Yeah I'm okay." Maka lied quickly
Devereaux just shook his head, he sat up, and patted a spot beside him on the hospital bed. Maka sat down beside him, she leaned her head on his shoulder, and she dozed off a little until someone shook her awake. Her eyes opened slightly to find Soul, Kid, BlackStar, Tsubaki, Liz, and Patti crowd around the bed, Maka looked over at Devereaux, and found that he was slowly get out of the bed.
"You might not be well enough to be getting up." Tsubaki told him
"Better now than later." Devereaux replied
"You should really slow down Devereaux, just yesterday you were knocking on death's door." Maka told him
"I know you are worried about me to a certain extent, but I've handled myself for a long time before I met you guys."
The second his feet touched the ground Devereaux fell to one knee, Tsubaki and Liz moved to help him, but he waved them away as he struggled to get to his feet. When he finally was steady on his feet he walked around a bit before he had Maka tossed him his shirt, he quickly got it on before sitting back on the bed, and after awhile everyone said what they thought was necessary and soon only Soul, Maka, and Devereaux were the only ones left in the room.
"Well, I guess I'll take my leave, but if you two get something to eat bring me something." Soul told them "Can I talk to you out in the hallway real quick Maka?"
Maka hopped off the bed and walked with Soul into the hallway.
"I know you like Devereaux, but if you don't tell him I will." Soul replied
"I know it's just I don't if I can trust him." Maka lied
"Okay, let's see, he jumped into battle with Medusa even though he was at a serious disadvantage, and just a moment ago you were laying in bed with him." Soul told her "Looks to me like you do trust, but you've never given your heart to anyone so you're afraid."
"Fine, you're right okay, but I don't know how he'll react when I tell him." Maka replied
"Good luck, but remember either you tell him or I will." Soul told her before leaving
Maka shook her head just as Devereaux was exiting the hospital room, and when he smiled at her Maka felt her heart flutter.
"Did you hear anything that Soul and I were talking about?" Maka asked him
"No, was I suppose to?" Devereaux asked her
"Let's got my house, there really isn't any purpose of going back to the DWMA since they're going to get out in a few hours, so we can get some more sleep." Maka told him
"Sounds like a plan to me." Devereaux told her as they walked out the hospital doors