I wake up to the sound of my phone buzzing from its place on the nightstand later on in the night as I roll over and check the time on the clock next to it.

Who's calling me at eleven o'clock at night? I wonder silently.

I reach out and grab my phone and flip it over to see that Diana's number is flashing across the screen as I answer it.

"Hello?" I venture as I squint against the brightness of the screen.

"Kara, it's Garret, Diana was attacked or something-," Garret begins to say, but I quickly cut him off.

"Is she okay?" I demand. 

I throw back the covers and start to grab the clothes I had worn earlier this evening.

"Her arm is cut up and she hit her head pretty hard, she called me so I could drive her to the hospital, we're at the ER that's just past the high school-."

"I'll be there in ten minutes," I tell him as I hang up and quickly slip on my shoes.

My hands tremble as I reach for the door but stop. I grab for my wand from where it sits in its pouch on my dresser. If Diana was attacked by the same people after me, I had to be prepared. 

I just hope she's okay. 

****

A quick taxi ride takes me to the ER on the east side of Salem, which is nearly abandoned at this time of night as we pull into the deserted parking lot. I exit the taxi and duck inside, which is where I quickly spot Garret as he nearly meets me at the door.

The man's usually cheerful face is shadowed with fear as his dark eyes flash with worry. His olive skin is paler than what I've seen before as he nods to me.

"They're finishing patching up her arm, they think that she may have a concussion or something because she's having issues with remembering what happened to her," he explains as he keeps pace with me.

"How bad is she?" I ask as he leads me through the swinging doors past the check-in desk.

"There was a lot of blood, her arm was ripped up, they're thinking that she may have been attacked by a dog and was knocked down," he sighs at this and shakes his head as we turn the corner, "I told her she shouldn't be walking around at night, but she had insisted that she only had to pick up a couple of things from the store before it closed."

I feel guilty about having her along for the Ouija board session this evening. She would have been able to go shopping earlier and would have probably been safer.

Garret pauses in front of a door for one of the rooms before he opens it and steps inside. The bed has been wheeled out and the room is empty and dark. The wires for a couple of different monitors are strewn across the machines as they show flat-lined readings. Garret flips on the lights I shiver at the sight of the readings even though I know that the nurses had merely unhooked her so they could take her into surgery.

The rhythmic, heavy thudding of a hospital bed on wheels approaches the room as we stand just inside and I look up to see that a nurse is pushing a bed down the hallway. Diana sits in the center of it, her eyes hazy as they focus on me and her brows furrow. She looks from me before her gaze settles on Garret as they wheel her into the room.

"I called Kara," Garret confesses as Diana gives him a puzzled look.

"I'm fine," she mumbles. 

The nurse pushes her bed back over to the machines and starts to hook her back up. Diana shifts away from her, her eyes darting to Garret as she sits further back in her bed. 

"I'm fine," she repeats to the nurse, but the nurse shakes her head.

"We need to monitor you overnight, the dog that bit you could have had rabies," the nurse explains.

"I get rabies vaccinations at my workplace, I've already been given a shot," Diana explains as she starts to lift her hand, but Garret quickly grabs her by the wrist.

"Diana, sweetheart, just listen to the nurse," he tells her as the nurse gives him a strange look, "I'll stay with her and try to calm her down, she's confused," he replies quickly, dismissing the nurse as she turns to leave.

"If you need anything, just use the clicker remote, she's going to be a little disorientated, it took a pretty heavy dose of painkillers to get her stitched up," the nurse says before she walks off and we're left alone.

"Diana what were you thinking? Were you trying to cast a spell on her? Without a wand? You know that would have left a halo, she would have seen it," Garret hisses as he sits on the edge of the bed and holds her hand in his.

"I want to get out of here, I need to get out of here," she pleads as she sits up and I notice that the monitor for her pulse is high.

"I know, but they just want to make sure that you're okay, you lost a lot of blood," Garret soothes, "can you remember anything?"

She blinks at this and it's almost like he's said something that she can't understand. She shakes her head after a moment as she looks down at her left forearm, which is bandaged from the wrist all the way up to her elbow. Spots of red have already begun to leak through as she dazedly inspects her arm.

"I can't remember, I left the apartment and was walking down the street for Crosby's marketplace and...and everything just went black," she whispers and my heart twists at the utter confusion and loss in her gaze.

"You called me, do you remember any of that?" Garret pries and she shakes her head.

"What did I say?" she asks as she clutches his hand more tightly in hers.

"You just told me that you were hurt and what street you were on, it was Saint Paul's street," he elaborates and she frowns.

"I usually take Canal."

"But Saint Paul's leads off from it, you might have gotten hurt on Canal or saw something and went to investigate," Garret explains and she nods after a moment.

"Maybe," she mumbles as she reaches up to rub at her forehead.

"Look, you need to rest," Garret says as he looks to me and I nod as I silently head for the doorway.

"Bye Kara," Diana calls after me. 

"Feel better, Diana," I tell her as I wave over my shoulder and step out of her room and into the quiet ER.

A couple of nurses are huddled at their station as they briefly glance over at me before I head back down the hallway. 

First we almost get into an accident and then Diana is bitten by a dog?

It's just too much for me to write off as coincidence. I pull out my phone then as I put Tessa's number in. 

It rings twice before she picks up. 

"Hello?" 

"Hey, Tessa, we need to talk."