Rachel and Jason had suggested that they should go, and return to Michael once they had gathered what they needed, but Michael had refused. The new world was not a place that would take care of him, but a place he needed to meet head-on. Jason carried Michael on his broad shoulders until they reached St. Davids. The big man was not speaking, but his was a presence that could not be missed now, and he moved with a burning intensity that made the air around him sizzle with tension. He would, Michael thought, be a good ally in the days and months ahead, and a very dangerous enemy. He was glad to have him back. Rachel, after the initial shock of seeing Jason animated again, was subdued and distant, but Michael looked into her grey eyes and saw the strength within them, and knew that she would heal. They all would. They made their way to the small St. Davids medical centre and found Michael a wheelchair to use.
