Gargoyles' reality. Manhattan General Hospital. Intensive care ward.

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Goliath sighed as he walked through the door and found himself and his alternate in the hospital cafeteria. "I meant to get something to eat, but I'd forgotten."

A young nurse came up behind them and gently poked gargoyle Goliath in the wing. "Excuse me, please. I need coffee NOW."

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"I'm prayin'...." Hudson took a deep breath as his voice broke slightly.

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"Sometimes, that is all one can do, old friend."

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"Aye, but I'd rather be out layin' a beatin' on somethin'."

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Goliath nodded. "I, too, have often felt that way. How... how are the others taking this?"

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"Broadway hasn't said anythin' since 'e got word. As far as I know he's still sittin' in the dinin' room at the castle lookin' stunned. The others're in shock, but they're still doin' their patrols. 'N as fer our landlord...." He nodded aways down the hall where a human figure crouched and leaned against the wall with his head on his hand.

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Goliath sighed, and managed to hide his amazement. Though if you forced the issue on him, he would admit that Xanatos had changed, he would have sincerely doubted that he would ever conduct what was practically a bedside vigil. Except...

Alexander. Of course. Of all the Clan, Xanatos's son was most fond of Lexington, and Lexington likewise cared for the infant. It was one of the things that had gone the farthest in bridging the gap between them all.

"After all we have survived, and you must have survived many similar events, to think that one of us could be laid low by such circumstances... it defies the imagination."