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Chapter 6 (Chris' perspective)

My head felt like it was dancing in circles. I gradually stirred out of the confusion and darkness slowly starting to make out a figure. It sat in the woods a bag tucked beside him as he ferociously tore apart the mangled corpse of a wild rabbit. With a face full of disgust the figure reluctantly swallowed small chunks of the raw rabbit.

Some part of me clicked as I realised that this was me, but how?

As things became clearer I realised I was feeling what was going on, I could taste the horrid cold blood from the poor animal, and feel it drip down my maw. I felt his exhaustion and tiredness, I was still confused as I watched from the outside.

Time started to speed up from there as I watched myself wander around, I knew there was an aim to why I was pacing around the streets but I couldn't pinpoint why. I felt a deep sense of pity and sorrow for myself as I remembered what I had done after I escaped from Dan, it made me feel like there was a part of me missing. Why did I have to live like this?

I started to feel myself tense up as I noticed them following me, I knew what would happen and I knew how the fight would end. At every kick and blow I felt myself flinch and twitch as I relived the memory. Watching this I started to become more and more frustrated and fearful as I felt a heavy burden loom over me like a lead weight.

I was panting now, all I could hear were the dry croaks of my own breath. Still confused, scared and now panicking I watched as watched myself running away, I knew what would happen now.

Seeing the junction, the car... and myself. I squirmed and yelled trying to stop myself as I watched my figure freeze in shock moments before the car hit straight on. The physical pain didn't register but I was tensed up, now I saw nothing, I felt nothing for a period too short to relax as suddenly I was falling. Surrounded by darkness I fell downward, every part of me clenching tight I waiting intensely till the end of the fall.

I opened my eyes wide drawing a long breath in shock as my body shook wide awake. Suddenly trying to pull myself up to breathe, I jolted and quickly squirmed as I noticed something was holding me down. Frantically looking around I noticed a tidy looking Arctic wolf sitting on the side of the hospital bed I lay on holding his great white paw on my chest as he softly chanted my name.

My blood began to boil and in my fury as I batted his paw off my chest, only now noticing how sluggish and weak my movements were as it felt like moving my arms under water. He gave what seemed to be a disapproving look as I watched him , fiercely letting out a menacing growl and baring my teeth back at him. He calmly moved his paw back to my chest pushing me down against the bed to prevent me from getting up.

I quickly lashed out at him, snapping at his arm and flailing my paws around in an attempt to intercept his. My efforts were soon rewarded, as I felt my claws dig into his arm pushing in deep.

Between my buzzing head and my claws in his fur, everything felt wrong and twisted, the only thing I wanted now was to go. I moved myself slowly away from him as I kept his arms away managing to roll to the other edge of the bed. He took me by surprise as he sighed, stood up and grabbed me with what felt like a rock hard grip, I could do nothing but squirm and growl as my arms were pinned flat against my chest and he lay me back in the bed.

Still growling I focused on trying to bury my teeth in his arm that I didn't even notice the white strap going over my arms and chest as I stopped making any noise the moment the strap tightened, now I could do little but shift my weight from side to side futilely.

I watched him finally figuring that it was useless now, pausing for a moment, I folded my ears back and let out a little whine. I wondered what was going to happen to me now as, to my surprise he sat back down calmly as if nothing had happened.The fury and anger persisted to stir inside me yet another part of me was tired and demanded I lay limp.

Taking in my surroundings it looked like I was stuck in a hospital bed, there were wires running from me into machines which I failed to notice earlier. "W-what th? Wa-who ar?" I was still darting my eyes around until my attention was brought to what I wore. Apart from a plain white t-shirt I noticed and immediately growled loudly at him "Why the hell am I wearing a diaper!?"

I bellowed at the top of my voice as I tried squirming some more still finding my muscles useless and sore.

He slowly came towards me petting my head where I couldn't reach with my maw and gave me a soft compassionate look. "Chris, please. Just relax a little and I will explain things to you" he said pausing as he kept stroking my head.

I still felt pent-up and was itching to get out of here yet again something inside me was tired and decided to relax, for the moment. His soft touch on my head reassuring this as I closed my eyes in comfort and couldn't help murring softly, deeply hating myself for it.

"Good boy~" He said with a smile as he kept stroking with the same soft and supportive tone that he constantly spoke to me with. I looked up at him with a little whine as I wiggled a little and let out a small sniffle. "S-so why?!" I snapped still quite angered yet calming slightly.

He let out yet another soft sigh and poked at my diaper which to my dismay was already soggy. I folded my ears and whined softly he spoke, "Well. The car accident has left you in a pretty bad shape. You won't feel it for now seeing as you are under pretty heavy drugs but you're in no shape to do anything. I'm sorry to say this but the doctors are saying that its a miracle you're still alive, everything so far will heal apart from your bladder. I'm sorry Chris you will have to put up with wearing them as that's most likely permanent." He said softly resting his paw on my head.

I froze in place as my eyes widened, "T-that m-means that I-i won't be able t-to... Y-ya know" I looked away blushing as I cursed under my breath and whimpered as I looked at the soaked, crinkling padding and whined out loudly, starting to squirm.

I can't bear this, first I'm stuck here useless and now this! I felt all myself suppress my emotions as I clenched my fists and darted my gaze and maw away. The wolf persisted to stroke my back as a quiet moment hung in the air as if it were held in place. Wishing that moment had lasted the soft stroke on my back broke me and everything I was feeling collapsed into rubble as I couldn't fight the outbreak of tears that started to drain from my eyes, finding myself at a lack of words I simply choked on my sobs and sniffles turning myself away from the wolf as much as I could sheepishly.

He softly sat on the edge of the bed and moved his paw to rest on my chest with a light rub, "Its alright, I'm sure we'll manage, it won't be that bad I promise". He said trying to calm and comfort me as I whimpered and bawled.

He noticed this and spoke sympathetically, "How about this, if you promise to behave I will take off the straps and give you some space, how does that sound?." He asked in a soft caring voice.

I looked up at him with watery red eyes and darted my gaze down as I couldn't stand to look him straight on. With a thought and a murmur I nodded meekly, "Y-yush, I-il be good" I said as I eyed the restraints that were pinning me down and briefly glanced at him.

He gave a satisfied smile as he pulled gently at a small latch and pulled both straps off my chest. I moved my arms behind me and tried sitting myself up only for my arms to buckle as I fell disappointedly with a huff on the soft bedding again.

Noticing this he wrapped his arms around me and effortlessly lifted me, placing me on his lap carefully as he watched the wires coming off me, "There we go, better? You will also be very weak for a longer while, its the drugs and painkillers." He said lightly as he rubbed my belly and he pulled me up to his chest and held me in a cosy hug.

I squirmed a little initially, trying to push away as it felt weird to be hugged and sitting on someone's lap again but as soon as his now familiar paw made its way down my back. I was sold.

I let out a murr as soft as one of a newborn, resting my head on his shoulder I couldn't help but nuzzle his neck softly and come to ease with a few escapee sniffles. I took a moment to think about the situation I was in, noticing that a lot of what was going on was alien to me. "S-so who are you?" I asked quietly as I still had no clue what or who this was.

He continued stroking my back as he shifted me a little so I could wrap my legs and arms around him, resting against his chest. "Well too start of my name is Jason. Unfortunately, as much as I would like to, there's a lot I haven't and won't tell you for a little while. But right now your only concerns are to heal up and depending on how that goes we can go home soon. I'm sorry that I'm being a little vague but you just have to trust that its in your best interests." He said gently with a soft murr as he rested his arms on my back.

I let out a protesting moan but found myself feeling weak as I set my maw down on his shoulder and my eyelids became too heavy to keep open. "Wh-why do is feel sooo tireed?" I said spoke breathily and quietly with a gentle murr. Feeling more and more sleepier I exhaled and started to lose my concentration. Jason tried to explain the drugs I was under but noticed I wasn't focusing, "Chris, its okay you will be like this for a long time."

I huffed softly and gently started wiggling weakly as he kept me in his warm embrace resting his paw behind my head as I sighed and moaned quietly in demur.

"Hush now and get some rest." He said cutting me off as I soon couldn't fight it any more and drifted off into a confusing and uptight sleep.

Chapter 7 (Chris' perspective)

I slowly woke with a grumble as I noticed I still lay back in the hospital bed. Looking around I noticed that for now I was in the room alone as light gently broke through the thin white curtains on the small window which shone a light orange glow over the entire room. Bored and curious I looked around and peeked into the small wooden cabinet next to the bed, opening the drawer I found a lot of differently shaped pill boxes with labels stuck on the front, all with my names in the top of it.

Apart from that I saw some plain and simple looking medical equipment including a few empty and sealed syringes with a few small jars of liquid which also had my name on a medical label stuck onto them.

Shutting the drawer quickly and shaking my head softly I strongly hoped whatever those were that they were not needed.

I do not like needles! I thought with a shudder as I looked around me more and noticing a small IV hanging from a small metal pole that was attached to the upper part of my arm. I let out a little whimper and poked at it as I didn't remember it being there before and I felt the needle inside move under my fur. Cringing and squirming I looked away and pulled at it whining more as I felt it tug against my arm but stay in.

I looked over to see why it wasn't coming out as I saw blood starting to spurt out of my arm slowly. Something seemed to keep the needle stuck in my arm as I could make out a faint metallic ball under my skin as I pulled.

Quickly panicking I eeped loudly and pulled at it more which only seemed to make it worse as I watched blood start to quickly pour out and down my arm. Whining and whimpering I started to shake a lot as I moved my maw to the side and started to bite and chew at the plastic tube that connected to the needle trying to pull the needle out or sever the tube as I gave it a long pull.

I jolted in shock as the whole pole crashed down on the bed and liquid started to spill over my fur and t-shirt along with the cable over my chest as suddenly the machine it was plugged into started beeping loudly.

Shit, shit shit shit shit!! I kicked at it softly as I felt nauseous and weaker than before. With a whimper I chewed the plastic more as I tried to get through it as quickly as I could. I heard people rushing to the door as I shook and panicked. I was struggling and squirming in a tangle of plastic and cables as the bag had fallen off the bed and now lay on the floor over out of my reach.

With blood dripping down my arm and onto the already soaked white sheets I whimpered and bit hard as I managed to dig my teeth through the tube and squealed as I tasted a foul salty and bitter liquid starting to spread in my maw. Shaking and squirming I spat it out and let it fall onto my lap as my maw started to sting and feel numb. I whined lots and scrubbed at my tongue with my paw pads quickly as my whole maw felt like it burnt and was swelling in agony

"Chris! BAD! What have you done?!" I heard as Jason yelled from the door and rushed over to my side urgently.

Chapter 8 (Jason's perspective)

Upon hearing the loud noise I rushed over to his room as I saw him laying there in a state of panic. Initially I yelled at him while rushing over to the poor fox as his ears collapsed backwards and he gazed at me with a look full of guilt and regret as he seemed to be suspended in the moment before continuing to squirm and wail as he continued scrubbing his tongue with his paws.

I sighed and grew angrier as I noticed his arm bleeding all over the place. I couldn't stop myself as I quickly snapped at the fox, "Look at what the hell you've done!" I yelled as he whined and scrubbed more as he moved his paw back onto the tube to pull on it. I quickly grabbed his paw and kept it still as he struggled, "No! That's enough, stop!" I said wondering where the hell anyone was and when they would come to help.

Sighing loudly I knew I had to follow the doctor's advice if something went wrong like this as I pulled open the drawer and immediately caught his attention as he watched and scrubbed his mouth with his only free paw with a whimper

"W-washa d-dooin?" He asked unable to speak properly as he dug through his maw.

I gave him a soft look before grabbing one of the syringes and a small glass jar, "Hun listen to me now. I'm sorry I have to do this but that's a pretty big wound you've made there and no ones going to be able to fix you up while you're squirming, just relax and I promise it won't hurt." I said softly as he noticed this and unsurprisingly started whining and squirming more shaking his head frantically and trying uselessly to get his arm out of my grip.

"N-nuhs pweashe Iw stay still a-an Iw be good! Pwease no!" He protested as I grabbed both his arms in a tight grip and prepared the syringe as I kept his arm tightly in one paw. Grabbing the needle I held it still against his arm and slowly injected it into his arm giving a long sigh of relief.

"Good night puppy." I said softly as I watched his squirming and whining settle and after a few short moments he lay perfectly still, fully unconscious. Medical personnel surrounded me quickly as I took a step back and they immediately got to work. Unfortunately they quickly made me leave the room which I did hesitantly, watching the small fox disappear under the crowd of people as they start to call out things to each other and I got shut out of his room.

I let out a soft curse holding my head in my paws as I slumped down onto the floor next to the room and began yet another tedious wait as the worry kicked in again.

How could I have left him alone like that?