Everyone standing around Rose jumped back in shock and surprise when Rose screamed in agony as Sandy reset her wing bone, her back arched as she involuntarily tried to move away from the pain. Sandy instantly appeared by her side, holding her hand and brushing tendrils of hair out off her clammy forehead as she started shaking violently. "Sandy, she's going into shock" Toothiana whispered, her voice laden with worry and fear for her friend. "Well how do I make her better?" Sandy frantically turned around, searching his friends' faces. "How do I make it better?!" All of his years of wisdom and experience seemed to fly out the window as the love of his life lay shaking and in unimaginable pain. He felt helpless as he continued to stroke her face, his hands fluttering along her prone body, unsure of what to do, what would help and what would make her worse. Tears streamed down his face as he looked on, holding her through the tremors that racked her body. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Rose lay still. Sandy's heart stuttered to a stop, he thought for sure he had lost her. He leaned in close and felt the softest of breaths caress his hair as he held his ear over her lips. Sighing in relief, he laid her against the pillows, turning to North as a motherly looking yeti wiped her face clean with a warm cloth before placing a cool one across her forehead. "We need to untie her wings. the bleeding has stopped and the bones are replaced. I sent some sand through her pores into her body to wrap around the broken bones, holding them in place. Having them out like this cannot be helping her." Sandy frowned at the offending ropes that held her to the sinister looking poles staked through the floor. North nodded, being the only one that had stayed up through the hours with Sandy. The others were all passed out on various couches and piles of stuffed animals, having long since fallen asleep.

North and Sandy each moved to a wing, gently unwrapping the ropes from around the huge black wings. A tear trailed down Sandy's cheek as he saw the damage the ropes had done to the inky black feathers as it restrained them. Multiple were bent and broken, several falling to the floor, stark against the light tan color of the floor. When the last loop had been untangled from them, Rose's wings slowly shrunk down, crackling her dried blood as they sunk into her back. Curious and worried, Sandy gently turned Rose over after the wings had fulled disappeared, pulling down the shoulder of her sweater. He gasped softly as he saw the little black wing tattoo, the wings now laced with the thinnest lines of gold. His sand, he realized, a funny feeling spreading through him. He was happy that his sand was now part of her, but he was saddened at the reason it was there. He gently scooped her up in his arms, holding her to his chest bridal style. Her head lulled back, her arm hanging limply down instead of their normal places snuggled against his chest and draped around his neck. "Where is the hospital wing, North?" Sandy turned to him slowly, careful not to jar Rose, her hair a crimson curtain brushing the floor in an arch as he pivited. North sighed and ran a hand through his white hair. "Well, Sandy, we dont really have one here. Not a good one at least. I'll be sure to stock it with all the latest medical equipment as soon as I can, but at the moment, it is really just a recovery room." he shrugged apologetically.

"Thats okay, North, I just want to make her as comfortable as possible now." North gestured for Sandy to follow him as he started up the debris-laden stairs, the yetis already started on the clean up as the elves dared each other to dive off the destroyed balcony. Sandy followed North, his steps automatic and robotic, his mind never straying from thoughts of Rose. He missed her smile, her giggles. He wanted more than anything in the world for her to blink those starry eyes and kiss him. He sighed, the weight of his worry heavy on his heart as his mind went over what had happened. North had said that she had careened through the workshop, speeding so fast that she was unable to slow down as she streaked through the doors. What had caused her to be so careless? Had she been scared? Worried? Excited? He shook his head mentally at the last notion. He knew she was excitable, to get this carried away? No. So that left worried...and scared. What had scared his confident, adventurous woman? He had seen her venture into an active volcano in Hiawii, saying she wanted to see if it was home to a "volcano spirit" which she had swore her mother said looked like dragons. Nothing scared Rose. At least, nothing that they had ever come across in their adventures. His mind ran itself in circles as he tried to think of something, but his mind went back to Rose's wellfaire as he laid her gently on a huge bed covered in emerald green pillows and a matching down duvet. He carefully pulled her hair to the side and over her shoulder so it wouldn't bother her. After tucking the covers up onto her chest and laying her hands over her stomach, Sandy dropped heavily into the cushy armchair that a yeti had pulled into the room and up next to the bed. The bed, being a king sized sleigh style, seemed to swallow Rose. The room in which North had led them was small and cozy, a fire crackling merrily in the hearth opposite the bed belying the room's purpose. The walls were a light, airy blue, with clouds painted on the ceiling. The one small window overlooked a frozen lake surrounded by ancient pines. Sandy had to admit that the room was perfectly suited to Rose. Like it knew what she liked and what would comfort her when she woke. Sandy sat next to the bed, his head bobbing as the stress of the days events exhausting him. He absently thought about how the children of the world wouldn't get any dreams tonight...a thought popped into his head, making him jump up and run to the door, calling for North and the rest of the Guardians. Regardless of the fact that most of them had just been sleeping, every single one appeared outside the room in less than a minute, panting. "What?! What wrong?" they all said, or some variation of that, Sandy wasn't paying much attention. "Who is going to plunge half the world into nighttime while Rose is down for the count?!" The Guardians looked at each other, no one able to come up with a good solution to their predicament. "We'll just have to wake her up, mate." bunny shrugged. "From What you tell me she's a bit of a brumby. She should bounce back quick." Toothiana stared at Aster incredulously. "Are you serious?! Doing her job on a NORMAL day exhausts her! If she does it in this state it really will kill her!" she popped the back of his head with an open handed smack. As Bunny rubbed his head and stared daggers at Tooth, Jack's face dropped from worry to solemn resolve. The ace one imagines he might see on a man about to sacrifice his life for another. "There is only one thing we can do. " Everyone stopped and gave Jack their full attention. He met all their eyes one by one and stated resolutely "We have to tell Manny." Tooth gasped in dismay. North agreed reluctantly. Bunnys ears drooped. Sandy felt sickening butterflies in his belly. Manny would NOT be happy. He would be furious that his only daughter lay inches from death with no one having a clue as to why. As Sandy resigned himself to his fate, about to tell him friends that he should be the one to tell Manny, Toothiana spoke up, a puzzled look on her face. "Didn't Rose say that the Man in the Moon couldn't save her mom because he couldn't get to her? Because it was daytime?" Everyone looked as her like she was crazy. Sandy failed to see how that was important. Toothiana huffed in annoyance. "I MEAN...hasn't the sun already risen on the other side of the world?" Sandy stared at her, shocked. She was right. It was past time for Rose to cast this hemisphere into darkness. The other would already be in full daytime mode. They couldn't reach Manny. There was nothing they could do. All they could do was wait for her to wake, and try to solve the chaos that befell the world while they waited.