In the Clinic

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Maia lay on a bed in the clinic, monitors beeping around her.
She was unresponsive except in her mind.
She could hear what was going on, she screamed for help over and over again but nobody seemed to hear her. Tara, Tara I'm lost. I can't see you in the dark where are you? They are all around me Tara, help me somebody help me.

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Tara sits by Maia's bed, holding her hand and crooning. She strokes a white feather over Maia gently, given to her by Aziraphale that afternoon (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomtownies/178649.html?thread=6104793#t6104793), watching as it swirled bright patterns into Maia's aura that were quickly absorbed only to drain away.

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*Sara sits by Maia's bed, taking one of her hands gently.*

I don't know if you can hear me, Maia, but please, come back. We miss you. Your friends need you. I miss you.

*Her voice catches.*

Sunday night

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"Hey Maia," Tara whispers. "I brought you pie. Chocolate meringue, from Deb's. It's really good. C'mon, you want to wake up for pie, don't you?" She sighs, taking Aziraphale's white feather from its resting place (tucked behind Maia's neck), and traces it over her skin, hoping to see a twitch, any sign that Maia was still linked to her physical body and not just the swirling white patterns that disappear almost as soon as they appear.

"I've moved into the dorms," Tara says, trying to keep her voice cheerful. "I slept here two nights, and I'm sure the staff got totally sick of me. I haven't told Paige about you yet, she's having a really tough time right now, and we had a fight... I don't think she can cope with anything else. I wish I'd asked you who your friends were." She stops, biting her lip. "Are. I mean, who your friends are."

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Phoebe sat next to Maia's bed, holding one of her hands. She had tears on her face from where she had cried when she first heard the news about her friend.

"Maia...please, please come back," she whispered softly. "Your friends love you and we miss you."

Phoebe stroked Maia's hair. "I love you and we need you to come back to us."