I open my eyes and the darkness disappears. Everything is bright and white, so much so that I feel the urge to shield my eyes. There are sounds around me, beeping and buzzing. Is this heaven? Is this death? If this is heaven, why do I still feel in pain? I though heaven was supposed to be perfect.
I yawn and sit up, wincing at the pain in my side. I take in my surroundings. I'm not in heaven. I'm in a hospital! I'm alive! I'm also extremely alone. I feel the panic set in. How did I get here? Where's Scott? Is he safe? What happened? My heart rate begins to race.
"Scott!" I shout. I'm scared!
He rushes into the room. He's safe. He's here. I can't help but burst into a flood of sobs at the sight of him. He pulls me into a hug quickly.
"You're awake!" I can practically hear his grin. "I can't believe you're awake!"
"I was so scared. I woke up and you weren't here. If something had happened-"
"Shh... It's okay. I just went out to get some coffee." He strokes my cheek and smiles at me. I return the smile.
"What h-happened?" I stutter through my sobs.
"The professor received my telepathic contact. The team turned up minutes after you passed out. Then we brought you straight here." He explains, his smile growing. "I'm so happy you're okay!"
"How long have I been out?" I ask, taking Scott's hand. I refuse to let him go now.
"Almost three days." He laughs.
"Does my mom-"
"She thinks we got mugged. So does the hospital." I sigh with relief.
"Thank you, Scott. I'm so sorry, for everything." I can't help the guilt sneaking back into my groggy head. "The things I did after I thought you and Jean... Well, those things were some of the most stupid things I've ever done in my life."
"Shhh... It's okay. Yes, they were stupid, extremely stupid. But the other night made me realize how much I couldn't bear to lose you!" He grips my hand tighter. "But yeah, the public are mostly getting over the crazy mutant that went on a rampage on a quiet street, and Warren now has a black eye to add to his list of injuries."
"Scott!" I gasp. He punched Warren?
"What?" He shrugs. "He made out with my girlfriend! It's all sorted out now though. Everyone had agreed we should never talk about this Tuesday, ever again!"
"What happened to the dark haired man?" I ask, my anxiety peaking again.
"There was a government agency sent in to scout the area after we were picked up. They found him and he is now being held at one of their compounds near Washington." I smile slightly, that's good news.
Scott kisses me. "I'm never gunna let you go again." He whispers. We stay there for a moment, just together, holding each other, before Scott speaks up again. "As much as I'd love to keep you to myself, the nurse will want to know that you've woken up, and your mom, Sara and the rest of the X-Men are all waiting to hear from me. Me and your mom have been taking shifts here waiting for you to wake up."
I smile up at him. "So, everything's going to be okay now? Me and you? The X-Men? It's all going to be alright?"
"I promise," he smiles more, before giving me a quick peck on the forehead. "I'll be right back."
And like that I am alone again. I push the bed covers down slowly, and peel the ugly hospital gown up my body to inspect my wound. It looks so tiny now, with just a few small stitches. How could something this minute cause such a big problem? I remember reading somewhere that a bullet's exit wound is far larger that it's entry wound. I'm not going to try to test that theory. I'm not planning to look at my back for a long time! I slide the gown back down my legs gently and sigh. This is unbelievable.
"How are you feeling Miss James?" A short, round, blonde nurse enters the room, putting on rubber gloves as she walks.
"Okay, it hurts a lot though." I moan, trying to shift into a more comfortable position.
"I see, I'll get the doctor to up your pain medication." She lifts a torch to my eye. "Look here."
She performs numerous other little observations that I have seen countless times on cheesy doctor TV shows, before checking my wounds.
"Your vitals are fine, but we'll probably have to keep you in for a day or two, just to ensure there are no underlying side effects, okay?" I nod in response. "Good. Now try to get some rest and the doctor will be in soon to sort out your meds."
She hurries out of the door and the room is silent again. I lie back down in the bed and let my eyes close - I'm exhausted.
When I wake, the pain has been numbed slightly. The doctor must've been in.
"Where is she?" I hear my mother's voice yell. "I want to see my daughter!"
"Mom!" I shout. I try to move from the bed, but the pain immobilizes me.
My mother is almost immediately in the room, followed closely by Scott.
"Oh, Evelyn!" She cries, taking me into her arms. "I've been so worried!"
"I'm okay, mom." I smile at her reassuringly.
"Oh, darling, don't ever do this to me again!" She begs, making me laugh. It was hardly my choice.
"I won't." She hugs me again. I can see over her shoulder that Scott is watching us intensely. I smile more. He's so over protective.
I push my mum back slightly, so that I can look her in the eye to make my statement more sincere.
"Everything will be fine now. I promise."
**She’s alive! Yay!**