Claire got to work quickly, her hands moving quickly as she ordered the others around.

"Keep him awake." Claire ordered again, Jessica attempted to meet her demands but Matt wasn't making it easy.

"You heard her Matt, I know you bloody heard her. Keep your eyes open." Jessica was on the floor just in front of Matt, lent over so her face was close to his. Her hand on one side of his face while blood dripped from his lips.

"Jessica." He mumbled his eyes staring off into the distance.

"I'm here Matt." She comforted, her hand still resting on his face.

"Luke apply as much pressure as you can here, once the supplies arriving I can work on stitching him up." Claire had her own hands on Matts shoulder. Matt was again on his back, so his wounds could be treated, his head rolled to the side to help the blood escape his mouth.

"Claire?" There was a call from the door, Danny sat in silence as Colleen jumped to her feet. Again the door swung open. There stood a slightly large blonde man, carrying a medical bag.

"Foggy." Claire replied her eyes not moving from Matt.

"What happened!" Foggy like the rest was now at Matt's side.

"Put some gloves on and apply pressure here." Claire wasn't about to waste anymore time. Foggy did as he was told, his questions still unanswered. Matt groaned as they switched places, causing Jessica to tap his face slightly, his eyes threatening to roll back into his head.

After what felt like hours Matt was finally stitched up, his wounds had been closed and fresh bandages covered them. He lay still coughing up blood, sweat dripping from him, his entire body shaking. The only sound was Matt's laboured breathing.

"What happened?" Foggy again asked, he sat with his friend's head on his lap, Jessica beside him.

"We went after the hand, a skilled woman attacked us among many others." Danny told him, his eyes refusing to meet. "I didn't get to him in time." Colleen took hold of Danny's hand before it rolled into a fist.

"Is he really blind?" Luke asked after a few more seconds of awkward silence.

"Yes." Both Foggy and Claire answered simultaneously.

"Then how…?"

"He doesn't see with his eyes, he was in an accident when he was a kid, he was blinded but his other senses were heightened." Foggy explained as he watched Claire fill a needle of more pain relief.

"He's the Devil of hells kitchen." Jessica suddenly announced, all eyes where on her, even Matt's were open. "Isn't he?" Jessica didn't need the truth to be said, she knew, it was all to obvious. Claire pushed the needle into Matt's arm, after a few seconds his body seemed to shake less. Claire suddenly got to her feet, Jessica's question going unanswered, the others having nothing more to say on the matter. But their silence spoke volumes.

"Danny can I speak with you for a second." Claire motioned towards the kitchen. Colleen squeezed Danny's hand as he got up before letting go.

"What's wrong?" Danny asked, Claire looking from him to Matt.

"He's going to die; I don't think even a hospital could save him at this point." Claire quickly wiped away a tear.

"What, no there must be something you can do."

"There's nothing I can do, but you."

"Claire I tried, I promise you I tired, his wounds are to deep."

"Danny, you're his only hope." He pulled his eyes from hers, the sadness the pain in her eyes to much. She cared for Matt, he could see that.

"He can't breathe!" Foggy cried from the other room. The others rushed back. She was digging furiously through her bag when Danny grabbed her hand. He settled her before kneeling by Matt.

"I don't know if this is going to work, but I will try." Foggy watched on with tears in his eyes as Matt gasped for breath. Danny like before presented his fist, this time over the centre of Matts body, Foggy gasped at the sight of his fist beginning to glow bright yellow. The others watched, gaze switching from the glowing hand, to the strain on Danny's face. Beads of sweat started to form on his forehead, his eyes scrunching with the effort. Matt could barely protest, his body weak, his heart ready to give out.

"Come on Matt." Danny mumbled through gritted teeth. "Come on!" Claire pulled back Matts bandages, the others watched in amazement as his wounds began to seal, the skin seeming to heal in the blink of an eyes.

"Elektra!" Matt suddenly shouted, somehow he launched upright, his eyes dancing around the room. Danny almost fell to the side but Luke caught him, his hand faded while his face was covered in a weak look.

"Matt!" Foggy put a hand of Matts shoulder.

"Foggy?" Matt turned to his friend, "Where are we?"

"some Dojo, its not important, what's important is that your ok now." Foggy face beamed with joy. "He's ok now right?" Danny only nodded in reply, Luke having to hold him in a sitting position. Matt suddenly got to his feet, making everyone but Luke and Danny do the same.

"We have to go back."

"You're not going anywhere." An old man suddenly walked through the door, a man that Matt immediately recognised.

"Stick."

Authors Notes

Im sorry I just vanished, there had been a not so good development in my personal life. And after everything i kinda just forgot. After seeing a message about how someone had been waiting for the next chapter i thought i just sit down and finish the story off. Sorry it was rushed, i had a lot planned for this story however things happen plans change. life's a bitch, but what can you do. Hope you still enjoyed the story, hopefully you'll be seeing more work from me.