Jason was shocked and his thoughts couldn't move,he couldn't think. His legs just moved so that he wasn't dragged and his eyes forced him to look back at Ash and he felt like he'd already taken the blow,and he....he felt the cracks in his body deepen with a shutter as his own tears pooled silver to brim his eyes. He didn't feel pain,he didn't feel anything....just felt numb and gone. He didn't know what was going on as Fatespeaker shrunk back down and cried on the ground,her brother thrusting into the room and freezing as he saw Ash standing there.
Jason felt like he was back in the MoonFields after all these years of life,as if it was a dream. He felt like his world was fuzzy and a struggle again. Like he was in that soft caress of the pink moonlight again,like he was kicking endlessly at the egg shell on top of him and not able to get it off. As if he was stuck and struggling for air but this time...not able to do it.Not able to push through,not able to live. Not able to. He couldn't.

...
He couldn't.

Puck had dragged Jason back to the manor, and he stared down at Jason, gritting his teeth, clenching and unclenching his jaw. This was all Ash's fault. Ash. The little....He would pay for this. Grim sat on the end of the bed, his tail flicking up and down. Ironhorse was in his human form, putting a hand on Puck's shoulder. "I AM SORRY FOR YOUR--"
"Don't," Puck snarled under his breath, shrugging off Ironhorse's hand. "Don't even try. He's gone."

Jason groaned softly,tail curling in shakily and wings turning dark maroon as he curled in a bit,taking in a bit of air before it shuttered out. He didn't open his eyes,not yet. His freckles and underwings where dark maroon in pain and his frills had folded in again,out of view now. His mind was still in the moon fields,that pink light and Lunar Lilies. The soft purple grass and deep endless sky,starless night and calls of nothing yet so many things.

Puck paced the room, swearing and cussing out all things that had done this to Jason. So mostly Ash. Ironhorse was sitting in a chair that they must've moved in Jason's room earlier. Grim looked content where he was. He didn't seem too worried about Jason.

He rolled onto his side carefully,making sure not to roll onto his arm and curled into himself,tail between his legs as they bent close and his wings shuttered and pulled in. He was muttering softly,in his mind crying out again as he had before. Begging for a dragon,any dragon to come back for him. To not leave him alone again,and leave him to die in this field of night. He remembered the lifeless eggs besides him,the dead of night and the sorrow of everything. The murmurs of how they believed he hadn't had life,the whispers he wasn't worth it,and wouldn't make it.That he was weak and couldn't push through,and he felt he couldn't. Not again. His body felt pain but his mind felt sorrow.

Everyone stared at Jason, hoping he would wake up this time. Not even Grim ignored the movement. Puck knelt beside Jason, murmuring things of encouragement, how if he knew he never would have let Jason come with them. How he would never leave Jason, unless that was what he wanted. He gently took Jason's hand, rubbing his knuckles with his thumb

"I'm...s-sorry....p-please....I don't wanna die....take me back...please....any....any dragon....please....not again....not again...." He murmured,shaking as his eyes opened sightlessly as he was caught in the memory,silver tears coming as he cried,not able to see anything but the endless night sky and hear the night calls of creatures there but not there. The swaying of the grass,the cold of the night air against his young dragon hide.

Puck gently wiped away the tears, even though they weren't liquid tears. He kept murmuring things to Jason, hoping to stop the nightmare he was in. "Jason," he whispered. "We need you back. I need you back. Please. Come back."

He shut his eyes again and for a moment,couldn't but then his body calmed and the pain dragged him out of the terror of that first night,the first night of his life. Literally. His eyes burst open,double colored and reptilian pupils. He sucked in a long breath for a moment before letting it out and shaking again,holding onto Pucks hand firmly as if...he felt he'd be left alone again. That memory still was clinging to him,sucking him back in slowly. "Please....I don't wanna die....I don't wanna go back...please,no.....I can't go back....not that field...please..." He begged softly. He,in his still hazy mind set,was begging the dragons outside of his egg not to put him there. Not again,not to push his life away like it wasn't there. Like he didn't matter.

Puck's eyes were filled with worry. "That's not going to happen. In fact, I will do everything in my power to keep it from happening to you again." Ironhorse came and stood next to Puck, looking down at Jason. "WE'RE GLAD TO HAVE YOU BACK, JASON," he boomed and Puck winced, not able to imagine the headache that might have caused. Grim slit his eyes open and closed them again and began to purr. There for a second, Grim had been worried that Jason would never wake up, that he would fall into a coma.