LOGIN(Kai POV)Diane came within ten minutes of being called.I heard her in the corridor before the door opened, her footsteps and the footsteps of someone else with her, and when the door opened it was Diane and a man I recognized as Dr. Adler, the compound's senior physician, who had not been in the room when they brought Lena in that afternoon.I stood up from the chair.Adler was a man in his late fifties with grey at his temples and the unhurried quality of someone who had been in rooms like this enough times that the room itself did not affect his pace. He came through the door and he looked at Lena first, the professional survey, taking in the bandage and the dressing and the position she was in, and then he looked at me.The second look held something the first one did not.I had seen that look before. The last time I had seen it I had been seventeen and standing in a different corridor in a different wing of this compou
(Kai POV)I had been watching the window when it happened.The north garden had gone fully dark hours ago and the lamp on the wall was still at its lowest setting and the cup Diane had left on the side table was cold and untouched and I had been sitting in the chair with my hand over Lena's and my eyes on the window because looking at her face for too many consecutive hours without movement produced a particular kind of strain that looking at the window periodically relieved without requiring me to leave the room.I was looking at the window when her fingers moved.Not dramatically, not a sudden grip or a reaching out, just the slight curl of the fingers under my palm, the small adjustment of a hand that had been still for hours and was beginning to remember that it belonged to someone. I looked down at her hand and then at her face.Her eyelids were moving.Her eyes opened.Not fully, not with clarity, just a narrow
(Kai POV)"Please, excuse us." Diane said as she and the other nurse carries Lena to the stretcher, after she was done with the imaging.They moved her to a proper room.While I try to follow them,"Please, I request for you to step out as it won't be advisable if you follow us in."I nodded then stayed where was, fifteen minutes later Diane came to find me in the corrido, my back against the wall and my arms crossed and my eyes on the door."The imaging confirmed concussion, but there has not been fracture.""Is that all?" I ask her."No, her ribs are cracked two on the left side." She told meI stood against the wall and listened and nodded and did not say anything until she finished."The room," I said."Third on the right," she said. "She has not woken yet. That is expected with a concussion of this grade. The next twelve hours are the window."I went to the third room on t
(Kai POV)I was at the desk in Julian's office going through the patrol rotation approvals when the knock came.Three fast ones, not the standard two, and Julian looked up from his folder and said "come in" and the door opened and one of the medical wing runners stood in it, breathing harder than a routine delivery required.He was young, seventeen maybe, with the slightly undone look of someone who had been sent somewhere at speed and had not slowed down to compose himself before arriving. He looked at me rather than Julian."Miss Graves," he said. "East wing staircase. She fell."I was standing before he finished the sentence. The chair went back and hit the floor behind me and I was already through the door before Julian said anything and whatever he said went behind me into the corridor and I did not hear it.The east wing was on the other side of the compound from Julian's office and I took the fastest route available,
(Theo POV)She went still in my arms somewhere in the second corridor.Not fully, not completely, her fingers were still in the fabric of my jacket and I could feel her breathing against my chest, but the small adjustments she had been making, the slight shifts of her weight, the tension in her neck, all of that stopped, and her head dropped heavier against my shoulder and her hand in the jacket loosened.I walked faster.The medical wing was on the ground floor of the main building, east side, I had clocked it when the guard walked me in, the way I clocked exits and medical access points in any unfamiliar structure out of habit.I turned left at the main corridor junction.The door to the medical wing had a lamp above it and a different quality of floor inside it, the stone giving way to something smoother and easier to clean, and I pushed through it with my shoulder and a staff member at the near counter looked up and started to say something and I said, "She fell on the east stairc
(Lena POV)I am not certain exactly how it happened.One moment I was against the wall with Theo's hand on my wrist and the torches burning along the corridor and the flagstones solid under my feet, and then he moved, not toward me but to the side, some shift in his weight that pulled on my wrist, and I stepped back to balance and my foot found the top of the staircase instead of the floor.My heel went over the edge of the first step.I felt it, the specific wrongness of a foot expecting solid ground and finding the drop of a stair instead, and my weight had already committed, already moving backward, and Theo's hand on my wrist pulled taut and for one second I felt the resistance of it, his grip going tight, his arm straightening as he tried to hold the weight of me going backward, and then the cord from the key pulled across my wrist and my wrist turned in his grip and his fingers lost the angle and I went.The first step hit the back of m







