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"Did you get someone to look at it?" Lily asked weakly, pulling her hands back quickly from her shoulders. "Did I hurt you!?"

Poor Lily was in a state, that would probably take her a few days to get out of. "I-if you're really sure. Did anyone else get hurt after me?" Lily sniffled, leaning back into the soft hospital pillows.

"Who? Who got hurt after me?" Lily asked very softly, taking Caroline's hand in her own. "Please tell me, don't shut me out."

With every name, Lily slumped lower into the bedsheets, her face getting more and more pained. “A-anybody else?” She asked just as weakly from before.

"Are they all alright? Nothing too terrible?" She asked a little more hopeful than before. Poor Lily was having a hard time taking all of this in.

Letting out a deep breath she had been holding, she sniffled once more to try and calm her nerves. "Are any of them here? Can I see any of them?"

"But can't they come in here?" Lily asked softly, smoothing out the bed sheets with a slight frown. "Or are none of them here?"

Nodding once again, she leaned back into the pillows. "You can go, I was useless to you. And I'm sorry." Lily whispered, wincing as she rolled over on her side. She faced away from Caroline, trying not to let tears roll down her cheeks.

"Love you sis," Lily responded weakly, pulling her long blonde hair over her shoulder. "I'll call you later, if you're OK with that."

(ñ? Lol)

Once gone, Lily let soft tears slide down cheeks. "I couldn't even help…" She cried, holding her hands to her face to stop the tear flow.

When she pulled up, things seemed dull and quiet. No one was talking, all exhausted from the ups and downs of the evening. Lucas was holding a sleeping Kaylee, half asleep himself. Maggie, Henry, and Brad weren't out in the main room, still trying to patch Brad up in the back. Jasper was sitting there with a flushed face, as Brad's sister was asleep, head in his lap. Nobody moved, or spoke, just sat in subdued silence.

Brad was lying flat on his stomach, face turned away from the doorway. Maggie and Henry were having a whispered conversation, while they continued to fix up Brad. Neither of them had heard her come back either.

Both of them seemed to react as if they had gotten caught, and both whipped around. "O-oh hey!" Maggie greeted, adjusting her curly ponytail. "He's looking pretty good, though the cuts in his back aren't going away any time soon."

Carding her fingers through her darker bangs, she gave Caroline a soft smile. "He's gonna be fine Caroline. We've got him patched up best we can. We were just talking about icing his back." Maggie offered her, pulling her into a quick hug. "It should numb the pain."

"Yup, we gave him some pain meds and he was out like a light." Maggie hummed, stepping back from Caroline. "Speaking of pain, I need to take a look at that shoulder of yours. Sit down missy."