This chapter is for Lady Clark-Weasley of Books for her birthday. Happy Birthday L.C.!

Chapter 19 – Aftermath.

Marian had never liked hospitals. The instinctive white wall which merged into white ceilings; accompanied by the incessant beeping of many complicated machines. Her eyes blinked open, she winced at the light, her eyes adjusting.

Two faces lent over her, and she searched their worried eyes for news of Robin.

"Where is he?" She asked weakly, her eyes switching between Much and Djaq.

"Will's fine," Djaq answered quickly, obviously avoiding the question, "Carter, Jessica, Josie, Seth and Julia are stable in intensive care. Allan is asleep, he's only woken a few times, for mere minutes, but they're pretty sure there is no long-term damage. Everyone else is fine. The fire service said that it wasn't an accident, they're looking into who caused it."

"So Robin..?" Marian asked, knowing she would be disappointed.

Much cut in, his voice hoarse, "He's in the ICU, but the Doctors say it doesn't look good."

"What?!" Marian jumped suddenly into a sit up position, wincing at the pain in her chest.

"You broke a rib," Much explained slowly, "Robin came into save you, with Will and Allan, we tried to stop them...but..." Much sighed, looking away from Marian, almost in shame, "Allan and Will got you out, but Robin was trapped."

Marian broke into sobs, her pale hands over her face as her body shook from the sheer emotional pain, "I can't...not without him..." her hands came away from her face and she stared, pained into Much's eyes, "Why..?" She fell back, into a lying position more tears leaking from her eyes from the pain. "Take me to see him?" She asked.

"We can't..." Djaq answered quickly.

"Please?" Marian whispered.

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Marian, in a horrible white and blue hospital nightdress, supported by Much and Djaq was now being hauled up the corridor, wincing as her broken rib shifted painfully. Heading to intensive care the odd trio were watched by many, but luckily the doctors all seemed to be busy already, rushing around without paying much attention to them.

Hey reached the door of the ICU and Marian peered through the small window which was half covered with chequered wire, supposedly to stop it breaking. She saw Carter first, laying so still on the clear plastic bed, his usually blonde hair coloured black by the ash. A clear plastic tube was extended over his mouth and nose, as well as various tubes coming off his still body, monitoring various bodily conditions. Next to him Jessica was in the same state, her usually beautiful auburn hair now an gothic black. Marian now only felt sympathy for the girl, no bitter feelings remained; the devastating events of the fire leaving her jealousy and hurt seemingly insignificant.

Then she saw his handsome angel face, covered by the clear plastic tube, same as the others, but he had a doctors watching over his progress who whispering intently to each other, frowns fixed onto their faces.

Marian made to push the door but Much grabbed her arm, she turned to him, her eyes silently begging him to let her go on, "It won't help Marian, there's nothing you can do."

More tears streamed down her cheeks as she realised Much was right, "I kill whoever started that fire if he...if he...I swear..."

Sorry that was a short chapter, the next one WILL be longer! Please review! xxx