𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝙶𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜(𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙼𝚎)

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗

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song of the chapter: material girl by madonna

"we are living in a material world, and i am a material girl."

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Bianca and I were tending to Juliette, who had a major freak out and almost collapsed the entire base. Her eyes fluttered open.

"How're you feeling?" Bianca asked her, concern written across her features.

"I'm okay," she answered. "Who are you?"

"It's me," Bianca acknowledged. "Bianca."

"What happened?" she wondered, her face flushed with a fever. "How long have I been out?" We looked at each other, not answering her. "Bianca?"

"You've been really sick," I spoke up, brushing her hair out of her face. "Your body needed time."

"How long?" she whispered, her blue eyes filled with panic.

"Three days," I commented.

           She sat straight up, and I grabbed her a bucket. She threw up into it, dry heaving. I grabbed a damp cloth and wiped her face.

"You must've suffered some kind of immense shock," Bianca explained. "Your body overloaded on its own abilities. It's a miracle you survived. I think you were asleep long enough to repair psychological damage."

"Before," she remembered. "In Warner's torture rooms, and then with Adam and the steel door—I never—this never happened—I never injured myself—"

"Castle told us about that," Bianca nodded. "But breaking through one door or one wall is very different from trying to split the earth in two. This can't even compare to what you did before. This was a lot stronger. We all felt it when it happened. We actually thought explosives had gone off. The tunnels almost collapsed in on themselves."

"No," she gasped in horror.

"It's okay," I reassured, rubbing a circle on her back. "You pulled back just in time. You couldn't have known."

"I almost killed all of you," she insisted, shaking her head as tears sprung from her eyes.

"You have an amazing amount of power," Bianca declared. "It's not your fault. You didn't know what you were capable of."

"I could've killed you," she uttered, her lower lip trembling. "I could've killed Adam. Is he here? Is Adam here?" I exchanged a glance with Bianca.

"Sorry," Kenji intoned, walking into the room. "But we had to keep him out of here."

"Why?" she challenged, eyes wide.

"Well," he scoffed. "Where should I begin? After he found out what happened, he tried to kill me. He went ballistic on Castle, he refused to leave the medical wing."

"Please," she stopped him, squeezing her eyes shut. "Never mind. Don't. I can't."

"You asked," Kenji pointed out, shrugging his shoulders.

"Where is he?" she questioned, not able to control the shaking in her body. "Is he okay?"

"He'll be all right," Kenji promised with a nod.

"Can I see him?" she demanded, desperation in her eyes. Kenji sighed and turned to me and Bianca.

"Hey, can we get a second alone?" he quizzed.

"No, I wanna know about Kent," I protested, furrowing my eyebrows.

"Come on, princess," Bianca teased mockingly, grabbing my wrist and yanking me outside.