Ky's POV:

I wake up in the same bed I did before when I hit my elbow. In chairs around the bed, I see Thomas, Newt, Minho, Frypan, Chuck, and....Gally?

So he does like me after all.

I wince as a flash of white pain goes across my vision, temporarily blinding me. I sag back down against my pillow, awakening Thomas who is on one side of me. As soon as he sees me his face lights up in a goofy grin.

"Klunkheads! Wake up! Ky is awake!" Thomas shouts with joy.

As if awoken from a spell, everyone immediately wakes up and looks at me with happiness etched across their faces. Clint and Jeff run in from another room, equally as happy as the others. Everyone is cheering and smiling.

"Ky", a voice whispers from beside me.

I turn to see who it is.

Newt.

"I thought I'd lost ya, love", Newt says sadly.

I smile.

"Don't get too happy, I'm not dead yet!" I say, pulling him towards me into a deep kiss.

I hear catcalls and whistles all around the room as they catch sight of our reunion.

"Get it, Newt!" Frypan teases.

I break the kiss to glare at him. Everyone laughs, even Gally.

"So, how long have I been out?" I ask.

Suddenly, it's as if a fog has settled over the room. The smiles fade and the room is dead silent. I look around.

"How...how long?" my voice shakes a little.

Minho clears his throat.

"A week and a half."

I just sit there.

"A week?"

Chuck looks down, "yeah, Ky, we all thought you wouldn't make it..."

"Newt was going psycho waiting for you to wake up. He kept assuring us that you would wake up soon, and that you weren't dead. He hasn't eaten in days and he hasn't left your side", Frypan admits.

I look over at Newt. He just smiles and grabs my hand, squeezing it gently. I smile back, flattered and overjoyed with love for this handsome boy.

"And uh, there's a new Greenie", Thomas says.

I look at him.

"Already?"

"Yeah. And uh...it's....it's a girl."

My mouth hangs open at this news. I struggle to find words. All that comes out is, "What's her name?"

"Teresa", Gally says, sulkily. "I hate her..."

Gally rubs the top of his head as if it were sore. I shrug it off and sit up.

"Well can I see her?" I ask impatiently.

A figure appears in the door.

"See who?"

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