Lizzie and Jack exchanged confused looks and then back to the man.
"Us?" Asked Jack with his fringed eye brows raised.
"Why of course you two! I don't even know how she's still conscious." He said pointing towards Lizzie's wound.
"I... Guess its a miracle." Said Lizzie as she looked up to Jack, her eyes widened as if to say 'What the hell?'.
His hair was brown. At first he looked at her confused and then some of it fell in front of his eyes an he made the same face. Lizzie looked towards the sky. She saw the moon starting to peek through the clouds of smoke. Was Manny the one causing this? People to see them? Lizzie tried to take a step forward but her legs gave out and Jack caught her again
The people with the gurney pulled up and Jack helped Lizzie onto it. She took Jamie's hand as they rushed her to the truck
The ride to the hospital was silent. It all happened so suddenly and now Jamie and Sophie were motherless. When they got in the truck Lizzie squeezed his hand and whispered "I'm so sorry, it's gonna be okay." Jack sat on the bench next to the gurney with Sophie in his lap and Jamie leaning his head on Jack's shoulder. She felt so guilty. She could have stopped the fire but it didn't work. Why hadn't it worked?
She continued to stare at the ceiling but suddenly an image of Pitch appeared in her head. That was weird. Then it was of him standing outside of the same gas truck that hit the car. His hands behind his back As he thought up an idea In his head. He turned his gray head and grinned wickedly as he conjured up a figure of a man out of black sand. Then it showed the semi hitting their car with the man in it and the explosion. Once Lizzie fell to the ground and showed sign if movement the figure snarled with anger and flew off just as Jack arrived Then It showed Pitch in some type of lair. Cages hung from the ceiling and there was little light. It reminded Lizzie of that painting with all the stairs in different directions. Pitch was there and he looked furious, the figure in front of him kneeling. "You were supposed to kill her!" He said as he was about to strike but hesitated when he saw it holding something bright in its hands. He took it and studied it. "So, this is what keeps her clock ticking... apparently you haven't been that much of a waste to me, but still..." He said and then he swiped his hand through the figure making it turn into sand that fell to the ground.
The next image was the most frightening of all. It showed Pitch in the ambulance truck with them but no one could see him, not even Jack. Pitch held her ball of light, her powers, the only thing that made her immortal and squeezed it sending shocks of pain and fear all throughout her body making machines go off and the nurse rush to her side. Lizzie struggled to sit up and stop him but the pain was so intense. Jack's face was worried and frightened. He rushed to her side and grabbed her hand and held it in his. Pitch smiled wickedly but red started to spread over his hand like veins and he hissed in pain as he threw it down and disappeared. The light turned back to its normal glow and just sat there on the bench unseen. She started to act normal again and the machines died down. The nurse gave a confused look as she adjusted an oxygen mask on her face. "Hit it!" she yelled to the driver and the truck went even faster.
The nurse went through the door to the passenger seat. Lizzie heard Jack sigh in relief and put her hand down. Dang it. She cracked her eye open, slid the mask off and coughed which got Jack's attention. He looked at her with complete concern.
"Hey can you get that?" She asked weakly as she pointed her index finger over to the light. Jack turned around and cocked his head curiously. He scooted over to it and picked it up in his hands. The light reflecting off his blue eyes. He handed it to her still staring at it and she took it. She also stared at it before placing it back into her chest. She took a deep breath as it started to heal her wounds.
"Lizzie, you know you've got to keep them." He said "what are you gonna say when they go to get that glass out an see it has magically disappeared as well as your burns?"
Jack was right. She had to let them take the reins this time or they were going to get some really confused looks in the operation room. Lizzie nodded her head in agreement. She placed her hand on her chest until her light surfaced. She scooped it up and felt as if all her energy was drained again and felt completely weak. Immediately her wounds came back and continued their bleeding and stinging. She handed it to Jack who slid it in his jacket pocket.
"Keep it safe."
The ambulance stopped and the two back doors flew open. Her eyesight was starting to get blurry and the medics lowered her out of the truck as they entered the two doors that read EMERGENCY WING. It was as if everything was in slow motion. She looked to the right and saw a nurse start to take out an oxygen mask who yelled at the others pushing the gurney to push faster. She looked to her left and saw Jack helping them push. She admired his determination. Her lower abdomen stung and ached. She looked up at the ceiling to the lights that grew brighter and brighter until every thing went black and her eyes slowly closed. The last thing she felt was shocks of electricity flowing through her body.