She'd been sitting in his room all night. She'd tried her best to get a hold of his mother, but there was no answer at her home and no one at the Paper Lantern had heard from her. She'd called her next-door neighbor Cora to make sure that Charlotte was taken care of for the night.

She was holding his hand, which was back to his normal temperature, which she had to explain to the nursing staff so that they didn't think he was going to die and administer unnecessary medication, but he had yet to make any movements at all. Her chair was pushed to the side of his bed and their hands lay, intertwined on the covers. Anna was doing her best to get a few hours of sleep covered by her jacket, but it was a lost cause. She was used to falling asleep curled up in Warren's 104-degree temperatured arms on a soft bed or even the couch.

She had finally fallen asleep and all her worries, if Charlotte was okay with Cora, if Mrs. Peace was okay, if Warren was ever going to wake up, had all been laid to rest as she wasn't dreaming.

She was jogged out of this bliss when Warren's hand tightened around hers and he groaned loudly.

"Warren?" she asked in surprise as she got up off her chair to be closer to him.

"Anna?" he managed as his dark eyes opened and locked with her blue ones. She felt hot tears well up and smiled down at him,

"Hi baby." She answered as she squeezed his hand to let him know she was really there.

"Hi." He coughed and turned his head away.

"You wanna explain?" she asked calmly, but he didn't answer her.

"Warren. Warren, look at me."

He turned his head back to her.

"Is it because of your dad?" she asked gently and he closed his eyes, she felt his hand start to flame up and quickly sheathed her own in ice to avoid burns.

"Wanna talk about it?" she tried again. He still didn't answer her.

"Warren, its me, you can talk to me."

Silence, she felt herself start to get angry.

"Dammit, I trusted you with everything that has happened to me, I talked about it even though it hurt. Now, I trusted you and I thought you trusted me, don't you think that you can trust me with what your going through?" she asked him angrily and he had the good sense to look abashed.

"Anna I…" he trailed off and Anna sighed closing her eyes for a moment.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled, but dammit Warren, I thought…I thought I'd lost you." Silent tears carved paths down her cheeks even though she tried her hardest to keep them in. Warren saw the tears even as she tried to hide them and he pulled her down and into his arms.

"I'm sorry." He whispered in her ear and she responded by tightening her grip on him, as though if she let go he would disappear.

"You might be ready to go, but I'm not ready to lose you yet, please don't leave." She whispered and Warren felt his heart break. He hugged her as tightly as he could without hurting her and when her tears finally did disappear he didn't let go. He held her in his arms and let her drift back to sleep.

That was how the nurse found them an hour later. They were spooned on the hospital bed, Warren behind Anna, his arms wrapped around her tightly, holding her flush against him and his vitals all back to normal.

The nurse, her name was Shandra, had never seen someone heal as quickly as Warren Peace, nor had she seen a couple as sweet as the one on the bed.

The girl, Anna, had insisted the two were just friends when several members of the nursing staff had implored as to why she was sitting with him. She had insisted that they had been through a lot and that they were close, but they were just friends. And Shandra recognized the look on Anna's face when she'd talked about her past, she had been beaten, but, she mused, it couldn't have been all that bad considering the total fox that had saved her.

She sighed and shook her head before walking over to the pair on the bed and shaking Anna's shoulder.

"Anna, honey, wake up."

Anna's bright blue eyes cracked open and she winced at the bright light that now infiltrated the room.

"The doctors are going to be around soon, why don't you go home and get changed?"

Anna stretched a bit in Warren's arms before attempting to get up and do exactly as Shandra had told her but every time she moved Warren's possessive grip only tightened on her waist and he wasn't about to let her go.

"Uh, I think I'm stuck." She replied with an annoyed but amused grin.

"He doesn't seem too keen on letting go of you, does he?" asked Shandra in amusement. Anna giggled a bit before shifting to tousle Warren's hair.

"Hey, unsociable wonder, wake up." She told him. He responded with a groan of protest before snuggling further into her.

"Warren, you have to let go now."

"No." he growled low as he tucked her back into his arms, his face burying in the crook of her neck.

"Warren, please let go." She murmured and his eyes shot open as his arms loosened and he started to look her over to see if he had hurt her.

"Hey, hey, I'm okay, no burns I promise, but I have to go back home and check on Charlotte, I left her with Cora last night, plus, believe it or not, I think I need a shower."

"I believe it." He replied quietly.

"What was that?" she asked him, slightly amused, slightly offended and he sent her his best 1000-watt smile.

"Nothing."

"Uh-huh, I'll be back in a few hours okay, and then we're going to talk."

"Do we have to?"

"Yes."

"Okay, I'll see you later." He replied with a nod as she leaned over and kissed his temple.

"Bye Warren."

"Bye Anna."

Anna walked out of the room, tears stinging her eyes again and she hurried to wipe them away so that Charlotte wouldn't be upset when she got home.