"This isn't funny, Keefe, why are we in the same bed?" Sophie shrieked, her hair like a rat's nest on her head.
"I don't know, Foster, but why are we so grown up?" Keefe yelled back, his eyes wide as he felt his torso.
"Mom?" asked a little girl, s...
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~anna
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three weeks later
Sophie's POV:
It's been all these weeks, and I still can't believe the way home was that easy. Some Moonlark I am, thinking of crazy ways to leave when the answer was right in front of my eyes.
When Keefe and I woke up in the Hospital Wing, it was hard to breathe through Elwin's bone-crushing hug. Fitz was there too. Knowing him, he had probably been waiting in the Hospital Wing with us ever since we went comatose.
Being in a coma was weirder than I expected, definitely. (Not that I anticipated being in a coma. But still.) Biana's still having words with Suk and Knorrig about it, and I'm sure there's loads of shouting involved.
Keefe's still a bit shocked from it. To be honest, we all are. I was out of commission for weeks, and if the Neverseen had found out? That would be absolute chaos. Thank God I'm back were I belong.
That doesn't mean I don't miss Naomi and Favian and Malik, wherever they are. Did the alternate universe disappear when we left it? Did it even exist at all?
I haven't talked with Keefe since we got back. He just jumped off the bed and fled from the Hospital Wing without looking back.
I guess it's for the better, considering all that's happened since...
Edaline's been a strong pillar of support throughout. Grady doesn't know what to do, but I appreciate him for trying. It's still hard for me to sleep at night, sometimes, without someone else in bed beside me.
But that's the thing. I don't know who would be in my bed, and I don't know why it would be hard to sleep without them.
I wonder what Keefe dreamed about, when he was in a coma. Probably some perfect world where he could play pranks all day at Foxfire and never get in trouble. That sounds like it would be his paradise.
My paradise was a world where the Neverseen never existed. I guess that makes sense, in a way. Then I wouldn't be a colossal disappointment to everyone.
But, I also dreamed about a family. A family with someone who I can't remember.
Isn't it funny that I can remember everything else in perfect detail but him?
