Rose Lynde-Hauser: Sickness.

[Amy S.]

Over the week, Rose's contition worsened, then stabalized. The bright young woman was now weak and pale, not even close to what she was just a week ago. Although the coughing fits that had left her raw in the throat had stopped, she was drained and could barely move. Aaron and Rosaline had brought her magazines, candy bars and gameboy games. She wished now, she could use them but doing anything simple, like sitting up or going to the bathroom was an exasperating task.

The doctors told her parents that they had no idea what was making her so weak. They narrowed it down to a virus, but they couldn't pinpoint what kind of virus. Rose admitted that a nurse had bumped into her, and she felt a little pick in the place where a large rash was now visible. The doctors in the school infirmary tried to track down this nurse, but as they looked on the feeds in the school's cameras, they saw a woman who shouldn't have been there.

[susan]

: Blossom was a wreck. Both of her daughters had been attacked in a week of each other. It all happened on basically the same day, in the same place. They were supposed to be safe here, but they weren't. They were both hurt and had been fully introduced to the bad side behind the academy and the MI7 program. She wanted to bring all of the children home, but if people were so open about attacking them at school she thought it would be worse at home. At least there was some security at the school : Bad security... : she mumbled as she left the infirmary. she was going looking for answers and wouldn't stop until she found them :



-Thyme was in his room, kicking himself. He'd got so involved with searching for women that he'd ignored the two of the three most important in his life. Lily told him not to be so hard on himself, but he was. He thought it was his responsibility to take care of the girls because god knows Basil wouldn't. He sent Rose endless amounts of flowers and stuffed animals, but he couldn't face her or Lily. He'd let them both down-



~Even though the doctors greatly protested, Lily kept a constant watch over Rose. If a nurse came in with any medicine, she would threaten to beat them to death with her bare hands if they wouldn't show her id instantly. Paranoia had become a part of her life. When her mother left to get answers, she felt abandoned. She should be there taking care of Rose, not out getting her thrills. When Rose was sleeping one night, Lily smoothed her hair out of her face, whispering~ "Don't worry, Rosie, I'll do whatever it takes to get you well...Whatever it takes"

The camera had been planted carefully in Rose's room. The person watching it all happen heard Lily's words...and smiled.