No matter what Colin Fray tried, Casey would not wake up. He didn't want to call an ambulance, what if they found out what she could do. He lifted her up, carrying the lifeless girl in his arms. He wasn't that strong, luckily the girl wasn't that heavy. He laid her on the grass, checking her breathing. She was breathing, but it was slow and shallow. He was concerned about her, it was a nasty blow to her head, the chances that she would be affected by it was high. He didn't know how long he had waited beside her, but suddenly he could see her Friends approaching. He called out to them, his voice shaky.<br/>"WE'RE OVERHERE HURRY."  He looked at the tall boy first, then at the other. "I can't get her to wake up, she hit her head pretty badly over by the stairs. We were surprised by some kind of monster, sparky here fought him, but he threw her through the air like she weighted nothing." He was not at all comfortable with being with her friends, he didn't know them, and didn't trust them.<br/><br/>Eventhough she was in the darkness, not able to respond, some part of her were awake. She could hear the others, feel their touches. She wanted to answer them, tell them that she was alright. But she wasn't, she was far from alright. She heard them talk about what to do, take her to the hospital, or find some place else. But she didn't care, something else had stolen her attention. She could feel the fire inside her, but also something else. It took her a while before she realised what it was. All of her life she had thought she was immune to fire, but she wasn't. What she discovered was another ability. She could create a shield around her, protecting her when she used the fire. She had been doing that her whole life, but now, knowing it, she could work with it. In her mind she saw how to use it to protect her friends, but to what extent she didn't know. Would it only protect them against fire, or could she shield them against objects also. There was only one way to find out, and she would be needing Ryan for that.<br/><br/>Three days went by without any sign of improvement. For the first two days her parents had stayed with her at the hospital, but they had to go home eventually, they needed sleep, food and a shower. Casey had heard her parents speak to her, but her friends voices never came after she was sent to the hospital. When she finally woke up again she was alone in the room. She got out of bed and searched for her clothes, she didn't want to be there, she wanted to know what had happened after she got thrown by the monster. The doctors tried convincing her to stay, they called her parents telling them to convince her that she still was injured and should be carefull. In the end she got what she wanted, they allowed her to come home.<br/>The first thing she did was to get a shower. There was still some dried blood in her hair and it felt good to get it washed out. She wanted to see Alistair, but was afraid at the same time. She feared he would be angry with her for not telling them what she was up to. She dressed herself in a white dress with thin straps holding it up. It fitted her upperbody perfectly giving her an amazing cleavage. She let her hair hang loose, it hurt too mush to have it done up. She had found his address over the internet, and when she stood in front of the door she hesitated for a moment. It was a Friday afternoon, school had been out for some hours now, so she hoped he would be home. She knocked on the door, feeling butterflies in her belly. It was a woman who answered, she had never seen her before, but she figured it would be Alistairs mother.<br/>"I'm so sorry to interrupt, but I was wondering if Alistair was home, my name is Casey" She smiled a little nervously at the woman.