Hey guys. Hiro's point of view was getting kinda hard, so I'm switching back mine. This one's really short, but I needed to shorten it so I could add the end to the next chapter. Here goes nothing!

Erika's P.O.V.

I woke the next morning really late. I went to roll over and check my alarm clock, only to accidentally roll off the bed. I landed on my face, which ended up with a bloody nose, and I was certain my braces poked a few holes in my lip. The sound of me falling down must've woken Hiro, because I heard him roll over and gasp. He jumped out of bed, and ran over to me.

"Oh my God," he said, kneeling beside me. "What happened?"

I sat up, one hand on the bridge of my nose, and the other underneath it, trying to stop the bleeding.

"Holy-"

"Hiro." I said. Not really to cut him off, but to gain his attention. "Get me a napkin or paper towel or some toilet paper or something."

Hiro nodded, then frantically ran out of the room.

"Paper towel, paper towel, paper towel, paper towel," I heard him mumble to himself as he exited.

That's when the nosebleed started to get worse. "Hiro!" I called, because now my lip started to bleed too. And I think I may have bitten my tongue too, since I tasted more blood than was able to be put out by my lip.

Hiro came running at his name, practically running into the wall in the process. "Yeah?"

I pointed to the wall to my left. "Get the others. They can help."

Hiro nodded, running out again. He practically busted the doors down with how hard he was knocking. I didn't have to worry about anything with my family being worried, my brother was at school, and both my parents were at work.

"What's so important that you had to wake us up so-" everyone's complaints stopped as they saw me.

"I'll get the paper towels!" Honey shouted, running off. Gogo went to help.

Wasabi came in and instructed me on how to hold my nose. "Put a lot of pressure on the bridge, and be sure to hold firm; don't let it move."

Hiro just sat beside me, watching, as everyone but Fred (who obviously looked out of place) rushed to help me. We didn't have to go to the hospital, but we were close. I had a lump on my forehead and my nose and lips were swollen, but other than that, I was fine. I was able to wash some of the blood off, but there were still traces of the accident earlier visible on my shirt and hands.

I was examining my face in the mirror, trying to make any physical damage was less visible, when I heard a knock on the door.

"Hmm?" I asked, peeking my face out from behind the door.

"Hey," a voice said, which didn't sound familiar. It was raspy and it was clearly a bear to try and speak. "Come on out. I won't bite."

I knew better. "Baymax! Hiro!" I screamed as the man pushed open the door.

"What?" Hiro yelled, his footsteps loud and clear from down the hall.

"I'm gonna need some help in here!" I screamed, as the man tied my hands behind my back.

"Shut up," the man hissed, tying a bandana around my head, enabling me from speaking.

Hiro stopped in the doorway, the others right behind him. "Let her go!" He screamed, his friends looking at him in astonishment.

The man sat me down on the floor, but didn't let me go. Yet.

"I said 'let her go'!" Hiro restated, and the man did as told. Why, though, I didn't understand. Hiro was half his size and probably half as strong. Hiro would lose, hands down. Unless-

"Baymax!" I screamed, though extremely muffled.

The marshmallow appeared right beside Hiro, cocking his head. "What seems to be the problem, Erika?"

I glared at Hiro, letting him know I couldn't talk. Hiro can be the stupidest person in the world, but at least there's always room for improvement. Yeah . . . that's not gonna work in this situation.

The man snickered. "Whatcha gonna do? Hug me to death?"

This caused the man to laugh so hard he dropped me completely, and I felt my head bang off of something really hard. I fell to the floor, but couldn't get up. The world started to shake and spin. The last thing I saw was Hiro, kneeling before me, crying.