FREYA'S POV
I sit up quickly, screaming as loud as my voice box lets me. The last thing I remember is a dark shadow figure hurtling to attack me in the dead of night. Strangely now, it's not night. Bright sunlight leaks in through a large window by my right. It's warm, and I'm on a soft bed with a warm covering over the lower half of my body.
"Freya!"
And now Xena leaps from my other side, gripping me in a tight hug.
How did she get here? How did I get here? Where's the dark figure? Where's... where's Silas?
"I was so worried; you were out for pretty long, so I started thinking you had hit your head and were in some kind of coma." She begins ranting loudly next to me, and I realize how hard my head is pulsing.
"What's going on? Where are we?"
"We're in the school clinic."
"How did
