A/N: There seems to have been a misunderstanding in my chapter 2. When Erik says he wishes to "forgive and move on" he doesn't mean leave her. He means that he wishes to forgive and leave the past as past. To start clean with their relationship. I'm sorry I hadn't made myself clear.

"Zoey," Erik says. "Zoey get up."

I grunt and roll over, throwing my arm over my eyes.

"Zoey!" Jack squeaks.

That made my eyes fly open. Everyone was around me, staring at me in horror.
Even Aphrodite, cool, collected Aphrodite, was staring at me with a terrified glint in her eyes.

"What's going on?" I ask groggily. The way they were looking at me made goosebumps rise on my arms. The atmosphere in the tunnels were totally doomsday. Like it was the end. As I noticed these things I became aware of an odd shrieking. Louds screams were heard above us.

"Raven Mockers" Damian says, his voice a little stangled.

I sit up quickly, then fall back down when my head spins. My stomach suddenly churns and I feel like I'm going to vomit. Ugh! What the hell was the matter with me?

"Zoey? What do we do? They're right above us!" Erin whispers nervously.

"They'll like...eat us!" Shaunee adds.

"They will not eat you, Dork. Zoey, what the hell is going on?" Aphrodite snaps.

Jeesh, like I know! I groan, clutching my sick stomach. I clamped my mouth shut, forcing the vomit down. My head was screaming and my ears ringing. Ugh, I felt like poo.

"Z? Uh, ya'll I think somethin' ain't right with her." Stevie Rae says. It's about time someone noticed something.

"Stevie Rae is right. She looks really pale." Erik's voice was concerned. I turn my head to look at him, hardly able to keep my eyes open enough to see his gorgous face.

"Good god! Now that you mention it-" Shaunee says.

"She looks like death!" Erin finishes in their twin-like fashion.

"Thanks," I grumble, my voice cracking. I jump up after a moment and run down the tunnel. I lean over, suddenly violently sick. After a minute of throwing up, I stumble to the opposite side and slide to the ground. Jeesh, my stomach hurt like holy crap.

"Zoey, are you okay?" Stark asks softly. He sits beside me and touches my arm. For a red fledgling, he seemed really normal. Not violent and scary like Stevie Rae had been. Maybe he still had some humanity left in him.

"No," I moan. I still didn't trust my stomach.

"Are you sick?"

"Majorly. She ran for her life, saving us the issue of seeing her. But geez! It smells." Erin was waving her hand in front of her nose.

"So right, Twin. It smells like something died." Shaunee agrees, mimicking her.

"You guys are no help at all, "I groan, standing up, but collapsing after a second.

"Zoey!" Stark says in alarm. He moves in front of me and strokes my damp hair away from my face.

"What's going on?" Erik asks, rushing through and kneeling beside me. He pushes Stark out of the way and caresses my cheek. "Zoey, honey, are you all right?"

"Ungh," I say, unable to say anything else. I scrunch into myself, withering at the pain in my stomach.

"We have to get her to hospital!" Jack says, rushing up to us.

"No!" I gasp, "It's not safe."

"Z, you need to go! You look like you're dying." Stevie Rae argues.

"I feel like it. But if we go out there then we all will."

My logic works on Erik, "She's right. We need to keep her here, but we're not going anywhere. Can you stand, Z?"

"I can try," I croak. With Erik's help, I get to my feet but immediatly fall, Stark catching me. I look up at him, a grateful smile on my lips. "Thanks."

"Anything for you, Zoey." He murmers, low enough so only I hear.

"I can carry her," Erik says in a hard voice.

Oh. Oh no. Aw hell no! Erik can not be jealous! Oh great...

"I've got her," Stark insists.

"Must I get her?" Darius suggests.

"I think you better," Aphrodite says, "We don't want these boys to get into a cat fight."

"Agreed," Darius says, taking me from an unwilling Stark.

Erik and Stark walked on either side of Darius. Erik was holding my hand (jeesh!) while Stark was gazing at me. Total drama was in the air, I could feel it.

Once back at the hide out, Darius set me down on a matress. "Is there anything you need, Priest- I mean Zoey?"

I smiled weakly at him, "No, I'm okay."

Just as I say that, my head swims and I faint.