"The family of Harley King?" a doctor shouts into the hospital waiting room, and Tilly runs over, as I get up, flinching from the pain in my chest. Everyone flooded to the hospital, leaving the children with Blake's mum who was more than happy to help out for a little bit.

"Are you okay, miss?" the doctor asks me. "Were you in the building? Have you been seen?"

"I'm not going anywhere until we know if Harley and Luke are okay," I tell him, waving a hand which hurts my chest to do. I've been hiding the pain since the shock of everything wore off, and I realised I might have gotten injured when the building exploded.

"I have news on Harley, though Luke is still in surgery," the doctor says, and Allie wraps an arm around my waist as Izzy takes my other hand in hers. Meg was lucky and got out The Cage with just bruises and nothing broken, but they are keeping her on oxygen for a bit.

"Out with it, please," Tilly says, wiping her tears away. Seb and Elliot are in the ward, being treated for minor burns, and they’ll likely be kept in for a bit. Maisy and Blake are with them, keeping them as calm as possible while we wait.

"I'm sorry for your long wait, we have had a lot of emergencies come in, as I’m sure you understand. Harley is out of surgery and recovering. A few of the burns are quite bad on his back and stomach, but we’ll know more in time. He broke his arm and shoulder, which we have plated back together. The rest of the scans show no head injuries or internal bleeding, which is a miracle," he says, and everyone lets out a sigh of relief. Thank god.

"Thank you so much. Can I see him?" Tilly asks.

"One at a time, but yes," the doctor replies.

"Wait, Luke? Luke King? Is he out?" I ask him, needing to know.

"Still in surgery, I'm afraid. I’m coming back with a nurse to have you checked over in a moment. Luke will want his girlfriend alive when he comes out of surgery, right?" he says. "We can't have people collapsing on the floor when we can help them."

"Right," I mutter. The doctor takes Tilly to see Harley before coming back for me as he promised, and Allie comes with me. They admit me as a patient and send me off for X-rays before explaining I have two broken ribs. The nurse wraps my ribs before demanding I stay in bed, and Allie becomes my guard dog who watches me.

"Can you go and ask? I need to know he is okay," I beg her. I know she wants to check in on Elliot and the others anyway.

"Promise you will keep your pretty butt in bed?" she asks.

"Yes," I say, and she squeezes my hand before getting out of her chair and sliding out of the closed curtain. I rest back, staring at the ceiling for a long time until I hear the curtain being moved and I sharply sit up, flinching in pain as I see Izzy coming in, with Allie right behind her.

"Oh, don't move!" Izzy protests, running to my side and taking my hand.

"Luke?" I ask.

"He’s out of surgery, and they have managed to save him. Luke lost a kidney and broke his leg. Oh, and broke his wrist, too, and some ribs to go along with the bad burns," Allie starts listing everything. Oh god, he’s alive. That's all I hear. Everything else can heal, but my Luke isn't gone.

"But he is alive," I say, bursting into tears. Izzy gently hugs me, and I feel Allie's hand on my shoulder, squeezing gently.

"They have him in a medically induced coma for the next few days because of swelling on his brain. They say not to worry, he’s a fighter, and he’ll wake up," Allie tells me as Izzy pulls away, sitting on the end of the bed and holding my hand.

"Thank you for telling me. Now, I need to see him," I say, knowing nothing is going to keep me in this bed.

"Not yet. No one is being let in yet, but soon," Izzy explains, and I nod, resting back.

"How long have you been spying on us then?" Allie asks after a long silence.

"Harley told you then," I mutter.

"Well, he told Tilly, who told everyone, as she does," Allie fills in.

"I moved into Blake's flat because Arthur wanted me close to you, Allie," I say. "So since then, really. It got worse after you all walked away from The Cage."

"That’s a long time," Allie says, clearly shocked.

"I know. I'm so sorry," I whisper.

"Don't be. My dad was an asshole who no doubt had some kind of control over you," she replies.

"He has my mum, but I haven't seen her in years. I think she’s dead. Then he had my brothers, but only one of them is alive now. My father sold me and my brothers to him a long time ago," I explain. I know I need to come to terms with the fact that that my mum is gone. I've always known it, deep down.

"Thanks to Luke, it is all over. I forgive you; you know that," Allie says. "Don't feel guilty or anything over what that asshole made you do."

"Me too. We all do," Izzy says, squeezing my hand. "You are family. End of."

"I-I don't know what to say,” I admit, wiping at my tears. "I thought you'd all hate me and never want to see me again."

"Don't be silly. You're a King, and we stick together. Now rest, we’re here. Everyone is safe," Izzy says. I cry for a long time, my emotions mixed between happiness, relief, and pain. It's over.