Bluestar's eyes shot open. She had been meditating, but suddenly felt a strong power at the edge of her conscience that was not her own. It was familiar in no way. It frightened her very much.
Bluestar ran inside the room straight in front of her and dashed to the side of Firehearts bed. He was still there, yes, but Bluestar would take no chances.
The nurses were surprised at the sudden entrance, and one said, "Why, what are you doing in here, miss?"
Bluestar gave no reply, but that didn't seem to bother the nurse. All the nurses seemed pretty tired and run down.
In the following hour, all fell asleep, silently awaiting the hour of dawn. Bluestar cracked open her eyes in that hour, and saw Fireheart beginning to open his own eyes.
Bluestar had her eyes fully open now, looking at Firehearts face. Once his eyes were open, and he saw Bluestar, instinctively he jumped her. He had pushed her onto her back and placed his paw on her throat, choking her.
It was just a moment before, when Firehearts eyes had narrowed at her, that Bluestar realized he didn't recognize her.
"Fireheart.. please.." Bluestar pleaded between losses of air.
"It's.. me.. Blue.. star.." she gasped. The star on her forehead was starting to glow.
Firehearts eyes grew wide with the realization, and immediately removed his paw from Bluestars neck. She turned over, gasping for air and coughing. Once she had caught her breath, the star on her forehead faded once more.
Fireheart started to walk away, but then, suddenly weak, he fell to the floor and the bandage over his chest began to stain with blood. Quickly Bluestar sprang up off the floor and picked up Fireheart to place him on the bed. When that was done, she rushed over to one of the nurses and shook her awake. "Quickly! Fireheart needs your help!" she cried.
The nurse jumped up, all signs of sleepiness gone. Quickly she tended to Fireheart, who was trying to grasp his consciousness. The nurse removed the bandage over his chest to replace it. The old one was completely soaked on the bottom side. She went about him, doing all that she could to help him keep his life.
Bluestar was at his side in an instant when he suddenly cried out in pain.
"Fireheart?" she asked.
"Bluestar, I'm sorry for attacking you, I didn't know it was you," he said between painful gasps
"It's okay, that was nothing! I should be the one apologizing! You knew that Tigerclaw was evil and I wouldn't listen to you," replied Bluestar.
"It doesn't matter anymore," Fireheart said sadly.
Bluestar gave his head a lick, partially out of relief that he was alive, and partially out of respect to him.
Fireheart was perfectly content, and he lost consciousness.
"When do you think Bluestar is coming back?" asked Sandstorm, curious.
"Soon," answered Terrador.
"What is she doing?" Sandstorm asked another question.
"I thought I told you, she's with your friends."
"Why couldn't she-"
"Have you no patience?" Terrador asked, clearly becoming angry.
Sandstorm said not another word, embarrassed.
She was frightened. She went over to Graystripe and asked, "Do you think Fireheart is going to be okay?"
"..Fireheart is a strong warrior. I think he'll be alright," answered Graystripe, though he too, was thinking that his friend might not make it. He showed so when he had hesitated to answer.
Sandstorm knew what had gone through his mind in his hesitation. But she couldn't bear to say it, and neither could he. So, she left to the room that had been assigned to her, and Graystripe followed her down the hall and slipped into his room.
