Sentry of the Arcane: Befall

Chapter Twenty-Two: Fitz

I wake to feel a sweet liquid go down my throat. Gagging when the bitter aftertaste burns at the back of my mouth, I sit myself up to see Steven and Caroline smile happily at me. When they rush over to give me an embrace, I realize that my head and arm as healed completely. I can't help but wonder what they did to heal all of those completely, since I don't think that I was out for a few weeks or anything.

Steven smiles at me. "Do you feel any pain?" he asks me as I swing my feet over the table. "Like, a headache or stinging of any wounds we might've missed?"

I look at my arm and make sure that there isn't a wound at all. I then put my hand to the back of my head in search for any pain. Sighing in relief when I won't feel any waves of pain, I look at the pathologist and chemist again. "I don't feel any pain," I say. "But what was that liquid that I swallowed?"

"It was a remedy for a headache that you would've gotten," Caroline says with a gentle grin. "You did talk with Sophie telepathically for what- a few hours?"

Remembering our long conversation, I can't help but blush faintly at Caroline's smile. "Wait- how long was I out for?" I ask.

Steven frowns. He looks at his watch. "You passed out when it was about 1:30 when you passed out," he mumbles. "And it's now 3:56 in the afternoon, so..."

"I was knocked out for fourteen hours?!" I sputter, my eyes widening considerably..

Caroline nods nonchalantly. "Almost fourteen and a half," she corrects.

I frown. "Where's Fitton? And everyone else?" My eyes widen as I ask, "Is Fitton still here?!"

Before Caroline or Steven can answer, Mr. Wallace rushes into the room. "Is he-" Mr. Wallace begins, but he cuts himself off when he sees me. "Oh- you're awake now. Good."

Raising an eyebrow, I ask, "Where is everyone?"

"In the conference room," Mr. Wallace says. "They're searching up Fitton Galster, since he was supposed to be dead three years ago." I can't help but raise an eyebrow at the venom that seeped into the last few words.

Pretending that Mr. Wallace just replied normally, I ask, "Is he still here?"

Mr. Wallace shakes his head. "He disappeared before you passed out, remember?"

I frown, not remembering it. "He did?" I ask. "Well, I don't remember that part."

Nodding, Mr. Wallace says, "Why don't you change? You're still in your pajamas, and it's-" Mr. Wallace check his watch. "4:13 now."

Thanking the pathologist and chemist, I leave the room and head up to my room. I then go into the bathroom to take a shower since my head might have blood on it still. After I dry my hair, I get some grey jeans and wear a collared, dark blue shirt. I'm about to leave the room when I remember my mental note.

Wheeling around on my heel, I open my desk drawer and grab out prostrator. Thankful that the prostrator is the perfect size for my hand, I then tuck the box of tzanion ammunition in my back pocket. Grabbing my key card, I actually exit my room and head towards the conference room.

In the elevator, I transmit to Sophie, Are you there?

Fitz? Fitz! Are you awake yet?

For some reason, I nod, even though I'm in the elevator alone. Yeah, I woke up about fifteen minutes ago..? All of my injuries have healed- it's weird.

I kind of got used to it, Sophie says. But you're right it's weird. Oh- before I forget, Fitz, remember your prostrator?

Yeah... I say slowly, hoping that she catches my confusion. I'm bringing it with me now, by the way. Just in case.