Hey guys! Back again :) I noticed I forgot to mention that Tk had a broken ankle in the previous chapter... oops you'd think with having thirteen months to think about this story there would be no inconsistencies but sure awh well what can ya do? xD So if Tk starts limping randomly anytime soon he has a broken ankle you have been reminded! Cody broke his ankle during the river scene in chapter 8. Awh really should have re-read my own story before updating xD Woopsie. Anyway... feel free to leave reviews/comments and all that geshizzle it is very much appreciated!

Also I don't know when my next update will be the weather is shite over here in Ireland at the moment and our internet connection isn't too reliable!

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Kari walked about twenty metres behind the others with her head bowed. She hadn't spoken much since her outburst at Davis yesterday and frankly she would happily never speak a word again because the one person she wanted to talk to was the one person she could never speak to again.

All she wanted was another minute with him, another moment to hear him laugh, one more silly conversation about school work and TV shows, just another sing-along to a chart topper single on the school bus home, all she wanted was one more chance. One more chance to tell him how she felt, one more chance to tell him he was perfect, one more chance to tell him that she truly, deeply and sincerely loved him with all her heart.

Sometimes life doesn't give second chances...

"Kari?"

Kari sighed and raised her head slightly. It was Davis. "Yeah?"

Davis smiled weakly. "Hey." Davis went to take Kari's hand in his own but she pulled away and walked on without him.

Davis bit his lip and walked after her. "Hey, are you okay?"

Kari simply shrugged. She really wasn't in the mood to talk.

Davis made a reach for Kari's hand a second time and this time she swiped him away. "Don't" she said sharply.

Davis grimaced. "There was nothing I could do you know."

Davis didn't have to explain what he was referring to Kari knew. She turned and glared up at him. "Tk's gone," she said simply.

"And you don't think I know that? retaliated Davis. "Do you seriously not think I feel shit for not being able to help him? For not being able to drag him out of the water? For not being able to save his life?"

Kari lowered her gaze and stared down at her shoes. "I didn't say that."

"Well you didn't have to," said Davis back. "I'll have to live with Tk's death on my conscience for the rest of my life because I wasn't able to save him. Kari I hate myself enough without, well without you hating me too."

Kari looked up at him there were tears in her eyes. "I don't hate you," she said and she ran into him hugging him tight. "I just... I really miss Tk."

Davis stroked Kari's auburn hair softly. "I miss him too Kar," he said. "I miss him too."

As Kari cried into Davis's chest the young football player didn't try to hide his satisfied smirk from his face.

Tk sighed. He really did hate hospitals. Since he woke up this morning all he could think of was getting back to his friends, back to Kari. Kari. "I hope she's okay," he whispered to himself.

He began to think about Davis. Why did he create the virus? Why did Davis try and kill him? What was going on? Tk felt betrayed. He had called Davis a friend for years and never ever would he have even thought the happy-go-lucky teen could be capable of such monstrous acts. Never would he have thought that Davis could actually be capable of killing people. Tk sighed again. He needed to get back to the others and fast before anyone else got on the wrong side of shaggy haired traitor. Yet... calling him a traitor felt too extreme. Tk didn't want to believe Davis wasn't as good as he made out to be, Tk wanted to believe there was something he didn't know happening... he wanted to believe that his friend truly was his friend.

"Hey Tk."

Tk looked up to see that the doctor had returned. "Feeling any better?"

Tk opened his mouth to say he felt shit and that the painkillers he was on may as well be Skittles but he stopped himself. "Perhaps if I say I'm feeling great he'll let me out quicker?" he thought.

"A lot better thanks," said Tk averting his gaze from the doctor's.

Dr. Takumi Sun raised an eyebrow sceptically. He wasn't buying it for a moment. "Well if you feel like that son get up, show me you can walk the length of the room."

Tk took in a sharp breath. He could almost feel the pain in his ankle already. He knew he was in no shape to walk the length of the room unassisted. Yet he had to... for Kari, for the others. They needed him.

Tk pushed himself up into a sitting position on the bed and hissed as he put pressure on his weak wrist. He threw the duvet off from over him and with great difficulty he managed to swing himself over so as his feet dangled off the end of the bed. Cautiously he began to lower his feet to the floor first his good ankle and then slowly... slowly... his second. He had merely just let his toes tip the floor when the pain began to shoot up his leg, but he soldiered on.

He was careful to put his weight on his good leg and tried to not let his injured one touch the floor too much, he half hopped the length of his bed careful to use the mattress as support along his journey but when he reached the foot of the bed he stopped. Yet even without putting pressure on his bad ankle the hopping jolted his ribs. No matter what movement he made somewhere hurt.

There was nothing else to hold on to give him support or help him make his way across the room. He was on his own. He began cursing the doctor silently in his head for making him walk the room when he obviously couldn't but he knew why the doctor was doing this. "What use would I be to the guys if I can't even walk five paces without holding on to something to make sure I don't fall?" he thought.

Tk took in a deep breath before making a step away from the bed. He missed the bed instantly. Without the support of the mattress to hold on to he swayed slightly. He took another tentative step forward but his foot went from under him and next thing he knew he was hurtling towards the cold tiled floor. Dr. Takumi just about managed to catch him before he hit the floor.

Tk gripped on to the Doctor's coat for his life and panted heavily. "Thanks," he breathed.

The doctor smiled softly. "Sometimes kid we need to fall to know what we're truly capable of."

The doctor helped Tk back into the bed. "When do you think I'll be okay to walk again?"

"You'll be relying on crutches for a while I'm afraid."

"Great," sighed Tk. With so many digimon on the loose and his friends so far away the last thing he needed was his ankle slowing him down.

A small device on the doctor's belt began to beep and Takumi took one glance at it and excused himself quickly. "Sorry Tk one of the nurses needs me."

Before Tk could even say bye the doctor had ran from the room and shut the door behind him.

Tk leaned back and stared up at the ceiling. " I need out of this place," he said softly. "Soon."

Dr. Takumi Sun raced through the hospital he didn't stop until he reached a large window of which three or four nurses had gathered around. The nurses all had their hands over their mouths and tears caused their dark eye makeup to blacken their eyes and cheeks.

"It's happened hasn't it?" Asked the doctor but he didn't really need an answer.

About one hundred metres away from the hospital the pack stood, ten no twenty perhaps even more wolfish digimon stood snarling. Garurumon.

The doctor dug his nails into his palms. "C'mon we have to evacuate the hospital!"

The Garurumon as if they heard the doctor's orders began to charge forward.

"NOW!" Roared the doctor as began running back through the hospital.

See ye in the next chapter!