YarnKittymon: DL: ::is in a very white hospital room on the third floor, a room he shares with an older Italian man in the bed next to him. Donald is quite pale, and looks helpless wearing nothing but a hospital gown, with the blankets tucked closely over him. His hair is mussed, but he hasn't done anything about it::
SP00KY One:MV: :::she walks briskly down the hall, appearing to be calm. A man carrying a tray of food walks by and drops the contents, they hit the floor with a loud crash and Maeve jumps, startled. She smiles tightly and moves on. Pausing at a door, she knocks sharply three times and then peeks her head in::::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::opens his eyes, looking exhausted, and not sure whether to be overjoyed or afraid:: Maeve...
YarnKittymon: : ::the man in the bed next to Donald's says something in mangled English about a pretty lady visitor::
SP00KY One: MV: ::gives Donald what looks like a forced smile, and glances uneasily at the man next to him and then back to Donald:::: Donald. Um. How are you? :::walks further into the room but seems to be trying to keep an eye on everything at once. She swallows hard:::
YarnKittymon: DL: I've been better. ::pauses; softly:: Maeve...I'm so sorry...
SP00KY One:MV: : . :::her eyes jerk towards the door and then back at all the machines::: You said that you had a choice, that you could choose to live forever or you could choose me. Why? Was I that bad? I know I'm not the easiest person to get along with and i know im not as open with myself and my feelings as other. I guess what I really want to know is, why? I mean how could be so selfish as to risk so many lives just to save your own neck?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::quetly, but sounding concerned:: Are they all right? Your friends? The other freaks?
SP00KY One:MV: :::sighs::: That is so like you. Trying to change the subject. ::she smirks:: Well they all walked away from it so I guess they are ok.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I should've known with Becky, but I tried not to believe it. As for the rest of you, no one would've been hurt.
SP00KY One:MV: :::points down at her leg::: umm Donald? hello? Maybe not physically but we were all held prisoner, at gun point. ::sarcastically::: That tends to leave a pretty big mark.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::quietly:: No one was supposed to have a gun.
SP00KY One:MV: My werent we living in a fantasy world. You deal with people like them and you actually thought you could trust them?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::not looking at Maeve:: Just as you thought you could trust me.
SP00KY One:MV: :::nods::: Yep, looks like we both learned another important lesson there. ::after a few moments:: So what are they going to do with you after you are fit to leave?
YarnKittymon: DL: If I make it out alive, they'll try me for murder and arson. So I'll spend the rest of my short life in prison.
SP00KY One:MV: How when you didn't murder anyone? Let alone set the place on fire. :::wryly::: That was someone elses doing.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I can't prove I wasn't involved. I don't even care to try anymore. No reason to fight it.
SP00KY One:MV: Being involved is one thing. Actually pulling the trigger, or fireball, is another. :::she sighs::: Im suprised they havent come after me yet. :::a little sarcastic laugh::: Heck I guess you could call me a hypocrite. I burnt down a house, covered my tracks and I'm walking free.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly, with a bit of an edge to his voice:: You did nothing of the sort. I threatened you, and you had no choice.
YarnKittymon: : : :the man in the next bed is watching silently, his eyes wide, not entirely sure he's understanding the conversation::
SP00KY One: MV: :::blinks at him and then after a few moments she replies::: What? Donald, you never even had a gun in your hands. The police believe that the man threatening us is dead. :::shrugs::: And he is. The only part you can take the blame for is orchestrating kidnappings. And maybe forcing a lot of people to do something against their will.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Why not add arson to that? You have your life ahead of you; I have a few years, if I'm lucky.
SP00KY One:MV: :::shakes her head::: Donald, you dont know that. You could live to be 80. Why waste the time you do have paying for something you didn't do? When you could maybe turn you life around? Try doing something good instead of wallowing in self pity of not being able to live forever.
YarnKittymon: DL: If I can't even earn your forgiveness, how can I earn God's? Or anyone else's?
SP00KY One:MV: First off, Im sitting here arent I? And please dont tell me you expected me to just start trusting you again over night?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::after a pause:: But do you think maybe...someday...you can?
SP00KY One:MV: ::she shrugs her shoulders and shakes her head, looking away, softly she replies::: I dont know. I dont even know why I am here. I guess you could say I'm confused.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::quietly:: Do you even *want* me to recover?
SP00KY One:MV: ::smirks:: I *shouldnt* want you to. :::she wants to say more but cant force the words out, she keeps her eyes hidden:::
YarnKittymon: DL: But I wouldn't blame you if you did. It would probably be easier for you; you wouldn't have to deal with me again.
SP00KY One:MV: Ugh! Thats just it! I shouldn't want to deal with you again but I can't seem to want to let go. No wait, I want to let go but my heart just wants to torture me and make me think I still want you around. But then if I dont want you around then I shouldnt want myself around! Im mean look at what I have done! And while this time it might have saved a few people... its still been done and I am just sooo confused as to what I should do! I mean i dont want to be locked up, I dont think I'd survive being pinned up again. :::sighs, and stops ranting for a moment and looks wearily over to the man in the next bed, glares at him and then looks away::: Nice friend you have here.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::after a long pause:: I should have asked for a single room; I'm already bankrupt.
YarnKittymon: : ::the other man is just staring at the two of them, looking a little frightened::
SP00KY One:MV: ::smirks at the man::: I hate people who listen in on other peoples conversations. :::walks over and yanks the curtain closed, it snags on the hook of the man's IV stand, and it crashes to the floor. She cringes::: How do these things happen to me? :::wearily she pulls the curtain back to see what happened::
YarnKittymon: : ::the man looks rather terrified now::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Could you pick that up, Maeve? I would, but...
SP00KY One:MV: :::glares at Donald and goes to pick the thing up, the IV bag falls off and she picks it up, trying to put it back on, finally she stands it up straight::: There, all better. :::slowly closes the curtain::: Well, maybe I should just go. I hate hospitals anyway.
YarnKittymon: DL: : :impulsively:: Don't!
SP00KY One:MV: :::she jumps at his outburst and when her nerves are calm again, she replies gruffly::: And why not?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I love you, Maeve. I know a promise from me means nothing to you, but I'd never betray your trust again.
SP00KY One:MV: :::shakes her head::: I dont know what to tell you. I dont know what to feel right now. I guess only time will tell. The others would probably think I was crazy for even coming to see you. :::smirks::: Oh wait, they already think I'm crazy.
YarnKittymon: DL: But I might not have much time. You'll come back? Soon?
SP00KY One:MV: :::a pained look sweeps across her face but is gone quickly::: We'll see. Who knows, they could still come for me. :::forces a small smile:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Don't worry; I probably have a year or two left in me.
SP00KY One:MV: Keep talking like that and you just might. I wish I could convince you otherwise. To not just accept things but try and make things better. You cant say for sure you know you are going to die Donald.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: My heartbeat is irregular. Charlie tried to fix it, but nothing changed. The doctor says that's what killed my father, and I see no reason to think it won't take me as well.
SP00KY One:MV: ::quietly::: I'm sorry Donald. :::sighs::: However, sitting around waiting for it to happen desnt help either. I should be going. You need your rest.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks up at Maeve sadly:: May I hold your hand for a moment before you leave?
SP00KY One:MV: ::tries to hide a smile and slowly reaches her hand out to his::: I'm sorry things ended up like this. I wish they hadn't.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::takes Maeve's hand and squeezes it, running his thumb over her fingers a few times before letting go:: Perhaps they will turn out all right, somehow.
SP00KY One:MV: ::folds her arms across her chest::: Maybe. Anyway, goodbye Donald. :::she turns to walk out.:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Take care, Maeve. ::sighs once she's gone, looking up at the ceiling, looking a little dazed::
SP00KY One:MV: ::whispers:: You too. :::and walks out of the room and down the hallway, concentrating extra hard on putting one foot in front of the other:::

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