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Mercy's POV

I woke up in a different room. I sat up and felt pain surge through my head.

"Mercy!" Val shouted, running to my side.

"Oh, please don't yell." I groaned. But, suddenly, the pain left when I thought about Chandler.

"Chandler? Is he okay?"

"Yes, he's fine. He's resting back in his room. If he's awake, I can bring him in." She offered.
"Yes! Go check." She rushed out of the room and I lied back on the bed.

I saw Val come back, helping Chandler stay balanced. I sat back up and held my hand out. Chan took it and Val gradually let go.

"Are you okay? How do you feel?" I asked, looking down at his left leg. Though I saw nothing, considering he had jeans on.

He smiled at me. "I could ask you the same questions. I'm okay though."

"Me too, I think... Val, what exactly happened?" I askedn finally realizing that I was in my own hospital room with a splitting head ache.

"Panic attack, hun. It was so bad, you didn't even count with me." She explained.

I nodded and Chandler sat down on the edge of the bed. "When can you leave?" I asked him.

"Whenever you want to. They said you're free to go when you wake up." He smiled.

I got up and helped Chandler to his feet. As we walked, he linked his hand with mine. I noticed his limp.

What is he going to do?

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