rabbitrabbit commented on michimonster's post in blueridgeschool:

Rath hadn't been feeling right all night, there was this awful feeling in his stomach that something wasn't right. The owl from Sera was enough to have his head reeling. He wasn't thinking right, he didn't even know what time it was, he was just reacting on autopilot. The only thing he managed to take was the small back pack off the hostel floor and he started running. He was surrounded by muggles and it was hard to find a quiet, empty place where he could apparate. He didn't know if he could even concentrate, he figured he would get splinched but that didn't matter. He needed to get to Tatum, he needed to be with his family. He couldn't imagine a world without his twin, he didn't want to.

The world was a blur as he turned and watched everything pass by. He normally closed his eyes when he apparated to avoid the sick feeling but he couldn't. It was a miracle he landed at the hospital unharmed. There was nothing that would stop him as he walked through the hospital and straight toward Tatum's room. The sick feeling that had been nagging him all day hit him full force when he pushed open the door. His chest felt tight and oppressive like it might betray him at any minute.

She looked like hell, broken and tiny in that hospital bed. He walked over slowly and put a hand to her forehead. Rath wasn't sure if it was because his hands were cold or if she was burning up. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Tate," his voice was strained, tight. "You gotta wake up baby sis so I can tell you about the rad threesomes I've been having in Paris," he couldn't help but crack a smile as he sat on and took her hand in his.