A/N1:Okay, this one…well, As I stepped out of the shower, I just thought 'did you know?' and I saw an Image that will be described.

Uh, enjoy, I guess.

A/N2:THIS IS MY FIRST FAX. I AM MAINLY A DRAMIONE WRITER, BUT I MAY GO BACK TO FAX NOW AND AGAIN. Just so yah know.

Nurse POV

As I stood outside the boys room, looking in through the opened door, I felt an overwhelming sadness. He is only 18, so young, to have his life taken.

Well, almost taken.

The constant beep…beep…beep tells me that the boy's heart was still beating. But his body tells a different story. 'Battered and bruised' you could call it. His left leg, broken in two spots, is supported a couple inches above the bed. His right foot, was crushed beyond repair, and had to be amputatedabove the ankle. Half of his ribs, broken. One of his lungs punctured. His arms, bruised and cut, but still whole.

And his face.

I imagine he is quite the handsome boy, with his tan skin and black hair. But you could hardly see it through the bandages. Cuts covered his face. Nose broken, jaw broken, and a chunk of his lip missing.

But that was not the worst part.

He lay, comatose, as he had for the past week.

I remember when he first came in. There was a girl with him. She was crying. She refused to leave him. I let her stay, because she reminded me of somebody I used to know. Persistent, strong, and loyal. His first night here, she slept beside him. I know I shouldn't have, but I eavesdropped on her before she fell asleep. And what she said, well, I felt he has a right to know too. So I wrote it down, and put it under his pillow. When he wakes, I will give it to him.

But as for me, I don't think I will ever forget her words.

"Did you know you're in a hospital, Fang?" She told him, holding his hand, looking at his bandaged face. "Yep. I never left your side, not even when they brought you here. You must know how hard that is for me. Not only to see you so…" she faltered, "so...broken, but to be in this place, with its chemical smells and white coats." She sighed, and looked out the window. "Did you know, Fang, that I tried to save you? I never wanted you to get hurt. But you followed me…and…" She dropped he head onto his chest, and stayed silent. I have a feeling she was crying.

She sat up, a pained expression on her face.

"Did you know I love you, Fang? I bet you didn't."

A/N3: So, this was a lot cooler in my head….but oh well. I hope you like it!

A/N4:Aanndd…..If you guys want a 'sequel' thingy, describing what happened to Fang, just let me know, and I can work on that…I just wasn't sure….

-Dobz