Wake || Jekyll, Whale, & Zoe (?)
Who: Whale, Zoe, Jekyll, Charlotte (?)Where: SB Hospital and Zo's home When:A few months after the events of Halloween Notes: None (?)
It was hours before he was finally able to sit, let alone have a drink of water. And he thanked his stars that he had been blessed with a siren's strength that allowed for his recovery to get him this far after waking. With the feeding tube out and the doctors sure he could breathe on his own, he'd been focused on tryingn to recover some control of his limbs, stretching and flexing what he could of his body bit by bit. By the end of the day, he had managed to lift his head, he could pick up a pencil with shaky fingers, and he could even lift his legs off the mattress for a bit before strength failed and he plopped back down like a ragdoll.
He might be looking at a full recovery, the doctors hypothesized. If he was patient. And followed their direct orders. And by the scowl on his face, it was clear he was none too pleased about someone in his department taking charge of his health.
And as he recovered by the third day, he began to wonder just where exactly everyone was. Neither Jekyll - and most importantly, Zoya, had made it out to see him. With the exception of Deputy Ariel and Sheriff Swan, he'd hardly seen a welcome face. And with so little recollection of who his assailant was, the trauma of the events having been blacked out, they didn't linger much except to wish him well on his recovery.