The intern was stunned at what he heard... and was confused.

"I... uh..." he stammered.

"........what...?" he wondered aloud, before shaking his head and getting back to what he was doing. The last thing he needed was to be reprimanded again for falling behind in his duties. Again.

Mira continued to make her way to the med wing, and was about 2/3rds of the way there, before she ran into Ty.

"....you're limping, and injured." he surmised.

"Want help getting the rest of the way there?" he offered.

Ty was silent as he carried her, as she made her request, but nodded.

"Yeah, sure." he replied.

"I'll tell him after I drop you off." he told her.

The rest of the journey went unhindered, and they entered the medical wing, where one of the staff greeted them.

"Ah, hello Agent King, Agent Greyson." he greeted them.

"What seems to be the issue that's brought you here?" he asked, as Ty gently set Mira down, allowing her to use him for balance.

Both Ty and the medic were silent for a moment, almost stunned at what they heard, before the medic broke the silence quickly.

"Ah, yes." he said.

"This way, please." he told her, before looking at Ty.

"Anything you need, Agent King?" he asked.

"Ah, no." Ty responded.

"...MIra..." he then addressed the female.

"Odds are you're going to tell Sharp this, yourself, but... just for my own clarification, before I leave... are you saying that you were attacked by... Ilias?" he asked her, disbelief in his tone.

It wasn't so much that he thought she was lying, but the thought of Ilias doing such a thing WAS a bit farfetched.

Tyson's eyes widened a little when he saw this, and he bit his lip.

".....ohhhhhhh dear." he mumbled.

He then turned and went to tell this to Hal.

Sure enough, about 7 or 8 minutes later, Hal stepped into the medical wing, asking about Mira. He was led to where she was, and sighed when he saw her.

"All right." he said.

"Give me the details." he told her.

"........" Hal was silent as he heard this.

"Great." he growled.

"Fantastic." he said.

"First Lyle starts losing control of his abilities, then Roxanna starts compulsively seducing everyone, and now THIS." he said further.

"We just exited a crisis, and now we're starting to enter ANOTHER one!?" he went on, before calming himself down a bit.

"First things first, we need to try and deal with the curse." he told her.

"...rather, see if we can, without needing Ilias." he mumbled.

"But what do you mean by you 'don't believe it was truly Ilias'?" he then asked.

Hal brought a hand to his chin, and thought for a moment.

"Hmmm, I see." he said.

"That IS concerning." he admitted, before sighing.

"Now... one last question." he mumbled.

"Peyton IS going to find out about this. There's no getting around that." he stated.

"Do you want me to let her know ASAP or find out on her own time?" he asked.

Again, Hal sighed.

"Well, be prepared." he said.

"She'll find out soon. VERY soon." he told her. "Her info gathering skills are second to none." he muttered.

"And she WILL come here, unhappy that this has been kept from her." he warned.

"...though you know that all too well." he mumbled further.

"Regardless, I must be off." he finished.

"Let me know if you have anything to update or think of something to add to this."

Hal thought for a moment.

"Okay, that is true." he chuckled.

"Regardless, bye for now." he finished, before leaving and making his way back to his office.

Once there, he sat down and massaged his temples, sighing internally.

"Lyle... Roxie... now Ilias..." he muttered.

"WHAT is going ON here?" he wondered aloud.

"This doesn't make any sense!" he exclaimed, slamming a fist down on his desk.

"........" he was silent for a moment, and then sighed heavily, calming himself.

"Oh?" he asked.

"Very well." he said.

"I'll make sure Jake knows to expect him." he told her.

"But... someone I've been hunting for, for about a month or so?" he asked.

"Interesting. I look forward to seeing who it is." he commented.

"...yes. We do." Hal responded.

"We really do." he agreed.

"Tell me when you have free time next." he told her.

"I'll MAKE the time, over here." he assured her, his voice insistent.

"Also... fair on the paperwork." he then said.

"Red and tape and all that."