John was getting restless. Nightfall had come, and Pocahontas was still being tested on. Shang and Ping had already fallen asleep before the moon came up. Mulan, Merida, and the princesses were keeping a vigil while Ling, Chien-Po, and Yao acted as guards. "Ancestors, hear our prayer. Watch over Pocahontas!" Mei prayed. Mulan silently cried. Just when all hope seemed to be lost, the doctor came in.

"Well, the early tests indicate that she may have been under too much pressure. In order for her to get proper rest and a speedy recovery, we're keeping her over night." the doctor said. "Then I'll stay too." John vowed. "John, wewe don't know what you're doing." Su protested. "I believe I have zaidi experience than wewe Missy!" John argued. "John, stop the nonsense!" Merida scolded. John ignored her. Mulan got angry and stormed up to him.

"John, I know you're worried sick about Pocahontas, but there's no reason for wewe to treat us like this!" Mulan fumed. John looked at all the people and realized what a catastrophe he was slowly causing. This wasn't him. Knowing he was defeated kwa all those around him, he broke down and sobbed. Mulan and Merida went up to him. "John, Pocahontas WILL be alright." Mulan comforted. Merida couldn't help but break down herself.

"Merida, what's wrong?" Mei asked. "I did ALL of this. I did this to the ones I love." Merida answered tearfully. John looked up. "Merida, wewe did nothing wrong!" he consoled with only a slight crack in his voice. "He's right. There's just something in Pocahontas' body that isn't functioning." Su said. "But the doctors are going to find out what it is!" Ting-Ting replied. This made Merida feel better, but she still cried because of Pocahontas' hospitalization.

"Would it help if wewe stayed with John?" Mulan asked. "YES!" Merida answered. "You and your brood should go nyumbani for the night." John suggested. Mulan suddenly realized how late it was and went to wake up Shang. "Shang, wake up." she alisema softly. Shang stirred for a bit before opening his eyes. "What's the news?" he asked sleepily. "I'll tell wewe on the way home." Mulan answered as she gently began to hold a sleeping Ping in her arms.

Meanwhile, the doctors were looking at the official tests. They saw some real insane graphs. From what they saw, it could be either one of two things. Either severe stress au the beginning of a bad stomach infection. If it was an infection in the stomach, they would have to catch it pretty quick. They KNEW it would cause harm to not only Pocahontas, but also the baby. That meant she would have to have surgery, au worse, an abortion.