The Collector ~ a winx club fanfic

Chapter 12

The first thing Musa can remember is a bright white light, stinging her eyes. She tried to shield them but something tugged at her arm. Panicking she tried to pull herself free but something caught her hand.

"Musa dear, please don't pull those out again." said a very soft and tinkling voice. Musa wanted to respond but it felt like there was something covering her mouth. She tried to speak anyways, and what came out was a garble of words.

"whu... whu an hi?"

Hearing her speak the Nurse rushed over, grabbed her hand, and leaned down over Musa, allowing her to see her. She was a very small woman with a slightly upturned nose. her hair was platinum blonde and impeccably straight. "Hello sweetheart I'm Nurse Ellison. can you hear me?"

Musa for some reason couldn't find her voice and she tried to nod but her head ached unbearably. When she didn't get any acknowledgement the Nurse tried a different approach. "If you can hear me squeeze my hand." I took Musa a couple of seconds but eventually she was able to Squeeze the pretty Nurse's hand.

Nurse Ellison's smile lit up her whole face and she gently crooned "Welcome back Musa. How do you feel?"

The mask covering her face was removed and this time it was easier for Musa to form words, though it still sounded a little garbled because of the fuzziness in her mouth. "Nevah... behter Doc" she said while attempting a smile.

After she called the doctor to tell him that Musa had woken up she chuckled slightly "Very cute missy. Well I guess the good news is your well enough to tell jokes, the bad news is you woke up just in time for me to change your bandages." Musa groaned and turned her head away from Nurse Ellison who was collecting bandages and antiseptics; a move she immediately regretted when the pressure in her head increased and black spots danced in her vision. Musa cried out and the nurse, who had set some bottles and packages on a tray next to Musa, patted her leg and said "Try not to move so fast, you had a really bad concussion and you will have a slight headache for a good while. Sudden movement like that will only make it worse."

While the nurse continued to gather her things the pain in Musa's head eventually subsided and Musa began to recall everything that had happened. Tears started to form in her eyes and she didn't even try to stop them. Screw being tough, Myrta and Bishop were dead and so was Flora and Helia's baby. Poor thing! She could still picture everything, Flora with the sword through her stomach, Myrta's body clinging lifelessly to the wall with so many other fairies. She could still hear every scream reverberating through her ears, and she still remembered the feel of the stakes through her body and King Mikahl's Lips pressed against hers. She wanted so bad to forget but she knew that she never would, all this horror felt so permanent and she just wanted to give in and cry and keep crying. The monitor next to her bed began to beep and Nurse Ellison, who had finished gathering supplies was trying desperately to console her.

"I know sweetie. I know. Im so sorry. Please. Stop crying. I don't want to have to put you back to sleep but you have to calm down. Shh.. Please Musa. it's-"

Nurse Ellison didn't get to finish her sentence because just then the door to Musa's room burst open and, after a few short moments of alarm, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yo! Riven! Get your ass up and give me a hand with this!"

Riven got up from where he was polishing some ship parts and went to help out Roy who was hanging upside down from the ship and waving a wrench in his hand. "What happened Roy? Though you said you could fix it all by yourself? That's what you told Saladine."

"Yeah! And I will!... I just need you to help me get unstuck first, I honestly have no fucking clue how I did this." Roy replied and tried lifting himself up again but his shirt was caught to a bolt and his foot was wrapped around a fuel pipe so he just flopped back down with a "hmph!"