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Castor woke up to the sound of a buzz from Saeran's phone and crawled out of bed. Who the hell would even be texting Saeran. He lifted up the phone and read the message to see. It was Martina apologizing for being in the hospital for his birthday. His birthday? What. Why hadn't Saeran told him anything? He looked over to the boy curled up small and fast asleep in his bed. 

When Carlo checked the missed message he had been more then a little surprised to hear it was from Elle and Jin. His heart stopped when he heard that Marty was in the hospital. They said it was bad. Worse then the last time she had been in there. He grabbed the nearest cab hand had him speed there. He ran in after paying the man, running through what seemed like endless halls until he found the nurses that were taking care of her. She was in an coma. She had been shot and needed surgery. She had re-injured her neck in the process, breaking the bone this time. He fell to his knees outside her room. He sat against the wall outside it, gripping his head between his hands, his body curling in on itself. The tears ran freely, the cries ripping from his chest.