Andrea squeezed Ashley hand. It was several days after the canceled show. Ashley was unconscious, stuck in life support.

Andrea was mentally kicking herself. Why didn't she see the signs and help Ash faster? Now she was slipping away from her.

"Don't beat yourself up, Andrea," said the blonde woman standing next to her.

After Ashley's administration to the hospital, she had arrived, tear stricken, saying she was Erin MacIntosh, Ashley's girlfriend. Everyone knew she was being honest, of course, because Ashley had shown them photos of the two of them.

"How can I not? She wasn't OK, and I naively believed she was. I'm an awful person."

Erin went over to her and hugged her. "Andrea, Ashley's an actress. She never would've let anyone know how she really felt because she cares about everyone's opinion and feelings."

Andrea sighed. "I feel so awful..."

Ashley hadn't woken up since, and the Queendom was starting to get worried. The clip of Ashley fainting on stage and Andrea running to her was circulating everywhere, and every time Andrea opened her phone, she was reminded of the pain she felt.

"Hey, cheer up, Dre. Ashley had been through a lot and she always bounces back. She's a fighter, always has been and always will be."

Andrea nodded.

A sudden cough made the two of them jump. Ashley was coughing, her throat no doubt dry.

Erin rushed over to her and tried to give her a drink. Ashley coughed until the water went down her throat, and she soon shivered and tears started falling from her eyes.

"RedHead? What's wrong?"

Ashley just grabbed Erin in a hug and cried harder. Erin wrapped her arms around her and let her, rubbing her back and stroking her hair.

"I'm here, Ginny, I'm here."

Ashley just sobbed harder, and Andrea came beside her and hugged her as well, being careful to avoid the IVs and other tubes in her system.

"We're here, Lea. It's gonna be okay."

Ashley squeezes Andrea's hand and hiccuped. "I'm sorry," she whispered, her voice hoarse.

"Ashy, no. It was not your fault. This was never your fault."

Ashley nodded, but tears were still flowing. Andrea wiped them off of her face and kissed her forehead.

"Isn't this the part where you stop loving me," Ashley mumbled.

"You're our Queenie. Things like this will never make us stop loving you."

Ashley buried her face in her girlfriend's chest and sobbed some more, but less of pain than of relief.

"Thank you," she said through bleary eyes. "Thank you, thank you, thank you."