VIOLETS POV
I'd been ordered to rest for a few days. Kettler was less than happy, but it was hard to understand why at first. During our discussion of how to deal with Phoebus, he'd barged with an attitude.
"What are you all doing?1 She needs to rest!" He'd barked.
Everyone but Jasper had filed out, looking mildly scorned. Even my Dad. Once we were alone, the Doctor had looked me over, mumbling to himself.
"What's going on with you?" I'd asked curiously.
"Nothing." He'd snapped back.
I'd yanked my arm from his grasp, giving him a 'look.' Sighing heavily, he'd slumped into Tracys vacated chair. He'd looked completely forlorn.
"I felt so useless." He'd stated. "You were in so much pain... and I couldn't do anything but knock you out. And even then, it took magic to help you. Magic I d
