At that same moment, Gwen lay asleep in her bed. She and Trent had gone to bed after hours of debating strategy with the others. They had come up with an intricate plan to save Bridgette, Geoff, Harold, and LeShawna, not knowing that three of them had already escaped. The plan was risky, and Gwen knew it, but that was not what was bothering her at the moment. Ever since she had come back from the dead, she had been plagued with images in her head. She had finally figured out what they meant, but she was still troubled by them. More to the point, she was troubled by how she was going to explain to the others how she, and most likely Noah too, had come back. Unable to sleep soundly, she got up and went for a walk, consumed in her thoughts.
How am I going to tell them the truth? she thought. How do you tell someone that the only reason you're back from the dead is because the Angel of Death put your soul back in your body, and you only have a limited time before he takes it back out?
Gwen was so consumed in her thoughts, she did not notice that she had wandered to the hospital. She walked inside and checked on Duncan, Courtney and Izzy. They were all sleeping peacefully, well as peacefully as one can in a hospital. She watched them sleep for a few minutes, before leaving. As she headed for the door, Geoff, Bridgette, and LeShawna suddenly came bursting through. Geoff carried Bridgette in his arms, and all three of them looked pretty torn up.
"Oh my God!" Gwen screamed, seeing them. "What the hell did that sick fuck do to you?"
"Tortured Geoff, shot Bridge." panted LeShawna, as she collapsed into a chair.
"Can we get some help over here?" Gwen shouted. Several nurses rushed forward to aid the battered campers. Gwen saw Bridgette's knee, as Geoff laid her on a stretcher, and gasped in horror. Her knee was shattered, and bleeding profusely. It looked like a bullet had torn through it.
Gwen looked at Geoff, concerned, and asked, "Was she shot in the knee?" Geoff shook his head yes. Gwen could tell he didn't feel like talking at the moment, so she dropped it. She helped the nurses get the three of them into care, and then roused Duncan, Courtney, and Izzy. They called and woke the others, and yet another meeting was held at the hospital.
"So, Harold's still in there?" Cody asked. It was the next morning and they were gathered in the main room. LeShawna and Geoff were there, both hooked to ivs. They had been patched up, but would both be spending a few days at the hospital. Bridgette was there as well, but she was out of it, due to the drugs she was on for the pain. Her knee was heavily bandaged, and supported by a heavy brace. Doctors had been able to save it, but it would be awhile before she would walk again.
"Yes, Harold's still in there." LeShawna sieged, answering Cody's question. She was not crying, but they could all tell it was difficult for her, knowing her man was still held captive by a psychotic killer.
"Don't worry, LeShawna, we'll get him out." Izzy said, reassuringly. "We were gonna bust you all out but you beat us to the punch. Noah had a complex rescue op all planned, and-"
"Yeah, speaking of Noah, I noticed you're back from the dead too." Geoff said, cutting Izzy off and looking at Noah.
"Yes, it is a mystery to me how and why though." Noah replied.
"Does it matter how or why either of you are back?" Trent asked. "I mean, can't you just be back and leave it at that?"
"There has to be a reason Trent." said Noah. "People don't just come back for no reason, otherwise people would be crawling out of their graves left and right, and there would be mass terror in the streets."
"There is a reason." said Gwen, not looking at the others.
"Wait, could you repeat that?" said Chris. "I could've sworn I just heard you say there is a reason why you two came back."
"I did." Gwen said, looking at Chris. "I figured it out shortly after I came back. We were sent, sent back to ensure that Dorian goes down."
"Whoa, wait, hold up. Sent by who exactly?" asked D.J., looking nervously at Gwen.
"David Luminous." Gwen replied, calmly.
"Wait, you're telling us that you and Noah were sent back to us by the Angel of Death?" asked Trent. "And you've known all along, but didn't tell us?"
"Yes." said Gwen. "And I didn't tell you cause I didn't know how. I mean, if it was you, would you have any clue how to tell the people you love that you were brought back by the Angel of Death, knowing they would think you were crazy? And how do you know who David Luminous is anyway?"
"Everyone knows who David Luminous is." replied Trent, almost shouting. "And I guess you're right, it would be difficult to tell someone that, but still, we can't keep secrets like that. That's how the group starts to get broken up; mistrust destroys unity."
"Excuse me, not to be a downer or anything, but if you were brought back by Luminous, doesn't that mean it's only temporary?" asked Izzy.
"He was not clear on that aspect." said Gwen. "But I would assume so, that is usually how it works. Look, can we not focus on this anymore, we need to concentrate on saving Harold, and finding Heather." The other's agreed, but the weight of what they had just learned hung over them like a cloud of acid rain.
A/N: So that's chapter 20. I bet you're thinking what the fuck did this guy smoke before he wrote this? Right? Well I didn't smoke anything, I'm just a little weird like that. I did warn you by the way, twice, if memory serves. Anyway, David Luminous is my own personal interpretation of the Angel of Death and we will be seeing him again. And I promise everything will be explained by the end. btw, Luminous and what he does are why this fic is catogorized as supernatural.
