All Aster remembered were lights fading in and out, moving, and Duke. He was faint when she saw him trying to go for her, but that was it. But she knew it was him. She didn't remember much afterwards, which you could say is a good thing.
Hours later she was laying in a hospital bed, recovery from surgery. She shifted in the bed slightly and opened her eyes some, the overhead lights making her squint. She felt something touching her hand and turned her head slightly, squeezing her eyes shut some as twenty different feelings flooded through her.
"Duke..? I-Is that you..?"