PJs POV
Fresh! Fresh! Please no!

I know the ambulance is coming but what if they don't make it in time. I can't lose fresh. He means so much to me. I love him. I will always love him.

I want him to hug back. To open his eyes. To smile his dorky smile. But it doesn't happen. What does happen Is the door downstairs opens and people rush up the stairs. I look up and stare at the door swings open and people rush to me. To us. I quickly without hesitation got up carrying fresh desperate for him to quickly get help. Live. So I can tell him how much I love him. And how he did not deserve all of this.

~+~

The pacing was all I did. Well after they bandaged me a bit I paced in the waiting room like it was the only thing I knew what to do. My mind was racing faster than my pacing. Fresh. Nothing but him. Please be okay. Please live. Please, breath. Please wake up.

Not only did my pacing or thoughts stop. Also did my tears. I couldn't bottle them up. The screw was ripped off overflowing my tears. All because of that bastard. But I couldn't let my thoughts get crowded with hatred. Fresh is all I should worry about. Not anyone else right now.

When would this all stop? When will that door open and a nurse or softer comes out telling me about fresh? I just really want to know. So so so badly. I was told to sit by several people eventually. And I complied but I was still nervous. Scared. On edge. Worried. Mostly scared. I wanted fresh to be okay.

I put my face in my hands.

And cried. Silently.

Till my eyes didn't open and I fell asleep.

Worried and scared.

Waiting for fresh to be okay.

~+~

Tap Tap.

"Sir?"

Tap tap tap.

"Mister?"

I woke up to a nurse standing over me. I opened my eyes awake now. Was fresh?

"Are you PJ?" she asked looking at her paper. I nodded eagerly. "Is fresh okay??" I asked worry lacing my voice.

She nodded.

Pure joy and relief washed over my whole self. I stood up immediately and asked for her to bring me to him.

Fresh POV

My everything hurts.

I slowly blinked my eyes open to see a different room. Where am I? What's happening?

The hospital I'm in a hospital but how did I get here?. PJ OH MY GOD! Where is he is he hurt god dang what happened where is he!

I sat up too quickly causing my head to hurt. A doctor pushed me down slowly. "Take it easy," she said.

Take it easy? I had a close death experience with my abusive devil Lucifer "dad" who may or may not have seriously injured PJ, PJ who I don't know where he is, and you dare say take it easy. Nothing is easily taken. Learn that.

"Where's PJ? Is he the one who brought me here? Can I see him? Did you take care of his wounds if he had any?" I asked concern and a bit of worry in my eyes. Thank god she nodded.

"I sent a nurse to go bring him here after you first started showing signs of waking up,"

"He will be here soon." she finished looking at the door. I followed her gaze and wished for PJ to come out that door right that second. How impatient was I? A pretty darn lot.

A minute or half a minute passed and I never kept my eye off the door. When the door opened I wanted to run to it. But I couldn't know the doctor right by me wouldn't let it.

When I saw it was PJ I looked at him for any wounds first. He was patched up and looked decent. Second I looked at his state. There was a worry in his eyes but some relief when he locked eyes with me. When he ran to me and embraced me in a hug I didn't hesitate to hug back.

"You scared me so much! I was so worried you would be gone forever and die! You were lifeless for so long and you I wasn't fast enough to get to you!! I was so worried and scared. I can't lose you. I can't." he said in a fast manner clear distraught in his voice. I hugged him as tight as my whole self could reassure him I was here.

"I wasn't strong or fast enough to save you. You got hurt again. You died for a second. Lifeless. Laying there. It was terrible."

"You're not to blame PJ. You saved me. You helped and that's more than anyone has ever done. I'm not gonna leave you. I'm not dying today. Or tomorrow. As long as you with me. I'm here. And you're here fine as well." I said resting my head on his shoulder. I never wanted to let go or him to let go of me. I wanted to hang on for as long as I could. At this moment. To him.

"Are you okay? Anything hurt? At all?" he asked wanting to pull away but I tapped his back to keep the hug together. "I'm fine. Just a little dizzy if I move to fast and it hurts only a little now. What about you." I replied. "I'm fine as long as I'm with you."

We weren't ashamed of hugging with other people in the room. Nor were we ashamed at the tears that were being shed. Sadness, happiness, relief, and bittersweetness. We comforted each other in that room because of what happened.

I didn't want to lose PJ not when I just got him. Not when we could do so many wonderful things together. No. So I didn't hesitate to pull away slightly and gently kiss him with all those feelings. Shutting of the real world and focusing on this moment for just one second. Few minutes. Those terribly wonderful minutes. With him.

AN: yes before you say anything I am alive. I AM NOT DEAD. NOR A DEAD GIRL WALKING. I WILL STAY ALIVE AND MORE THAN SURVIVE (gods the references) I'm super sorry.

Sorry

Sorry.

Sorry.

Reaaaallly sorry for how long it took to write this chapter. I'm terrible I know. Such a quiznacker. Sorry sorry. I know this took for forever for me to write it. I apologize sincerely.

And I'm sorry about the references. If you get it props to you-beautiful demigod/paladin/geek/hamiltrash/etc person. Sorry sorry.

But bottom line sorry. This an is long. And I am trash. And good night.