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Of course, those that were in Desmond and Ocean's presence were soon aware of the facts about why Desmond had taken a very sudden interest in school and had finished earlier than necessary, but no one dared say a thing to the young man, fearing he would lash out in a way that would not be good for him, or his pregnancy.

The medical professionals at the university were quick to assess Ocean and get him on IV's to rehydrate and replenish everything that he had lost. They patched up the minor wounds he had sustained his own self-inflicted injuries and then they assessed Desmond and got him what he needed.

It was quiet, too quiet, but after some hours of the slow drip, drip, drip of the IV bag, Ocean made a noise. A groan. He was slowly coming back, and with that, it meant implements started floating above him, though, because they weren't in their natural environment, the objects weren't all that safe. Though, before anything started dropping, bubbles of water were quick to catch them and put them in safe locations, away from Ocean. "Des..." Ocean breathed, reaching toward a hand that wasn't there "Desmond... Where... where are you?" His eyes opened slowly, the ceiling was not familiar at all "Where... where am I?"