So here is the next part! This takes place approximately a year and a half after the last chapter, and the setting is Greece... That's about it! (Again Caution: Don't Panic) I love all my readers! Read and Review!


Jake and Marley flew around the corner. They were running as fast as they could, Kurt and Blaine were not far behind them. Marley had tears in her eyes as she saw the large stretch of ocean before her. She kept running, even though the roof was quickly running out.

Jake was pulling on her arm so hard she was stumbling to keep up. They were reaching the end of the roof, she tried to call out for her friends but the words were ripped from her lungs. She whipped her head around and saw her friends with identical looks of terror as they ran. Jake pulled her foreword and she stumbled.

There was one solitary scream that pierced the night as Jake and Marley flung themselves over the edge and plummeted straight down.


"Marley! Marley please wake up..." She could hear him begging, but couldn't open her eyes. Every bone in her body felt like it had been broken, and her whole bottom half felt like it was on fire. She tried to open her eyes, but the pain that shot through her head sent the heavy waves of blackness threatening to overcome her again. "Please Marley, you have to wake up..." His voice was breaking, but not even that made her feel worse than she already did.

A horrible scream split through the air, Marley spasmed and arms were around her holding her up, more screaming, more broken terrible cries that forced her to open her eyes.

She saw his face, he had split his forehead open and blood had running down his face. He looked horrible, as if he had been crying red tears. But he was not the one screaming... She felt like she was missing something, something important. Her head nor her body would let her remember anything except this horrible fiery pain. But the screaming was bad, why was it bad?

"Wake up, please Kurt wake up." Blaine kept repeating over and over, crying over the sprawled figure on the sand next to her. He sank down and wrapped his arms around himself. She saw Kurt's face, still and deathly white, with a single trail of blood running down from his mouth. He looked wrong, but he also just looked as if he could be sleeping. Blaine carefully put his hands on Kurt's chest, examining him. He ran his hands down Kurt's back and shuddered, Jake reached out and clamped his hand on his shoulder. Both boys were shaking bad.

She tried to say something, but all that she could manage was a low cry, a whine that drew both boys attention. "Marley!" They both yelled, Jake held her closer but that caused fireworks to flash across her vision. She whined until Jake startled and let her go.

She lay in the cool sand while Jake and Blaine moved around her. When she looked closer at Blaine she saw that his body was torn up, his clothes were ripped and half of his face was scraped raw.

They stretched her out in the sand beside Kurt. She still couldn't do anything but the horrible demeaning whine that couldn't seem to stop. Kurt was always the strong one, the one who had saved her that first day, the one who took care of them all. She couldn't look away from his closed eyes.

She felt hands running over her, examining like a doctor. She cried out when they neared her ribs and screamed when they touched her hips down to her legs. "She crushed her lungs and her whole lower body is broken." Blaine said smoothing her hair back, quieting her like a parent would do a small child. "Marley it's ok calm down. If you get upset it will just make things worse."

She gathered up all the energy she could and whispered. "Kurt..." Both boys faces broke, looking at the other body. Blaine started shaking and he turned back to Marley and brushed her hair back, trying to keep her calm, but he needed it more than her.

"He completely shattered his spine, but he's going to be fine, just like you." Jake said, reaching for her hand, but pulling away when she cried out. Blaine collapsed on the sand next to them, getting as close to Kurt as possible without touching him.

"I need to eat." She whispered. she knew it would fix both of them, she just needed a fix...

She spasmed and the darkness overtook her. Jake scrambled to his feet, wiping blood out of his eyes. "We need to get them back to the house..." But as he turned to Blaine he saw that he was passed out in the sand next to his boyfriend.

That was almost it for him, Jake sat down and saw the black spots and stars flash across his eyes. He tried to stand, but had to sit and bury his head in his hands. He knew why he and Blaine were ok... Or more ok than the other two... They had spent the early part of the night doing blood shots against each other, they were buzzing and full and healing.

He looked down at Marley, she was sprawled in the sand and one of her legs was twisted the wrong direction. Blaine had said her lungs were crushed, he needed to get her help as soon as possible.

He couldn't leave them though, Marley was twisted up like a doll and Kurt's back was bent at more than one odd angle. Jake turned and threw up in the sand. He stood shaking and took one step, ignoring the pounding in his head. One foot in front of the other he couldn't look back at his friends as he began the slow walk up the beach.


Marley opened her eyes, everything still hurt but it was a muted, slow burn, like her whole body had been on fire for so long that the pain was familiar. She opened her eyes and saw that she was in the living room of their flat. But she was lying on something soft, a bed?

Yes, she thought. She was lying on one side of a giant bed, but what was a bed doing in the living room? Was there a bedroom that now held all the chairs and coffee table? Her thoughts were skewed, nothing was coming quickly and she couldn't remember anything important. She moved her head a fraction of an inch to the left she saw it.

It was Kurt, he was stretched out in the bed next to her, his face was so pale. Her eyes snapped open and she looked at him, he like her was laid on top of the covers. He looked worse than she did, a deathly shade of white. "Kurt..." She whispered, there was a huge burst of movement as both Jake and Blaine leapt up from where they had been sitting.

"You're awake!" Jake said, a wild look of relief spreading across his face. He moved foreword as if to kiss her, but then back up and grabbed a cup with a lid and a straw. "Here, you need this now." He forced the straw into her mouth.

It took more energy than she could have thought possible to take a sip. When it hit her tongue she recoiled, the taste was strong and it made her eyes burn. "What?" She tried to ask, but it hurt to much to fully form the words.

"We mixed some whiskey into the blood Mar," Blaine said, looking down at her. "You are hurt too badly to just give blood to heal. Its going to be a painful recovery and we thought it would help." She tried to see the logic in what he said but words were not sticking in her head.

"Alcohol..." She mumbled, but couldn't remember if she liked it or not. She did take the drink though, it made her feel buzzy and light. After she had finished though her head cleared and the pain in her lower half tripled. She reached out and grabbed Kurt's hand. "Please make it stop!"

She screamed and cried out, she could feel her bones knitting back together. The alcohol helped, but only slightly. She crushed Kurt's hand in her own as the blackness overtook her.

After an hour she was awake again. This time Jake did grab her and kiss her. "Am I all better?" She asked, trying to swing her legs out of the bed. Marley gasped and bit down on her lip as her legs screamed out at her.

"Hey hey hey." Jake said, helping her reposition herself. "Look Marley we just got the top half of you fixed. Its going to take some time before you are completely better." She looked so nervous at the thought of having to recover more. She looked like the old shy scared of everything Marley.

"Here," Blaine said, handing her a cup. She could smell the whiskey in it and was grateful. She downed the glass, and set her jaw as she started to heal some more.

The pain set in but she was not going to scream, she grabbed at Kurt's limp hand. She didn't want to scream, both of them were looking at her. Tears unwillingly were falling down her face and she bit her tongue, she was not going to scream.

After what seemed like several days but what ended up being five hours she felt better. She spit blood into a cup that they brought her, and tried moving her legs. She could just barely move them so they moved her into a wheelchair.

"Where did you get all of this stuff?" She asked, trying it out. She still was very weak so Jake pushed her over to Kurt's side.

"Well we got the bed from your room because we needed somewhere that we could watch the two of you. You also needed to be as comfortable as possible." Blaine said. Now that she was up he had climbed into the bed and was lying next to Kurt.

"Why isn't he awake yet?" Marley said, rolling foreword so her knees were against the bed, looking down at the pale crooked figure. Blaine was still so pale, and his face still had scars on it. But he very carefully ran his hands through Kurt's hair.

"Marley he shattered his spine, this is so much farther than quadriplegic. I have given him some blood but he is completely paralyzed, its going to be awhile until he can even move his head, much less his legs." When she finally looked up she saw that he had begun to weep, crying over the still form before them both.

"I'm so sorry Kurt," Marley whispered. She laid her head down next to him holding his hand and crying.

Jake moved back, staring dry eyed at the wall. He could not cry again, he could not. But he saw Marley, so upset, just barely out of bed. He walked over to her and moved her away from the bed.

"No! Stop! " She protested, trying to roll herself back, but overworking herself hurting her legs. "Please, Jake he's my best friend." she said, looking up at him with tears clouding her eyes. But he knelt down in front of her and slowly pulled her out of her chair. Once she was sitting next to him he kissed her.

Marley kissed him back, her hand reaching up and finding the faint scar from where he had fallen. They sat there in tears before they heard Blaine yell out. "He blinked!"

In a second Marley was back in her chair being wheeled to Kurt's side. "He's awake!?" She said, gripping his hand. Blaine was back in two seconds with another glass of what Marley only hoped was whiskey spiked blood.

"Come on Kurt, please, you have to come back. You have to get better!" Blaine chanted over and over, trying to help him swallow. Marley gripped his hand.

It took her days to master the chair and when she did, it was time for her to stand.

It took so long for Kurt to get to the point where he could scream over his bones healing. Marley sat by him in her chair until she was finally able to stand. She could not walk for very long, even though she was healed she was still not better.

It was seven days before Kurt finally was able to stand up, he had used Marley's chair for the past few days. They both underwent a home form of physical therapy that always resulted in tears from both of them.

Marley gripped Kurt's waist, both of them wincing as they tried to walk across the room. "Come on, we can do this." He said, even though he had only been walking a day he had been Marley's best cheerleader.

The other boys stood there watching them. They had learned quickly that the two were going to recover best if they were together. Guilt swept through the both of them. There significant others had been injured to death, well death of a human.

Kurt took another step, gritting his teeth. Marley was next to him, she was almost better, her legs were shaky. She was walking though, she had walked down to the beach, where she could only remember a few minutes on agony. Jake had stood back as she had sat in the sand for hours just looking at the water.

"Come on Kurt just a few more steps." She cheered him on as they reached the boys. Blaine gave a huge whoop and hugged Kurt who was grinning despite looking exhausted. Jake handed both of them glasses.

They both went a bit pale, even though it made them better it still was a horrible experience. Kurt downed his glass shuddering, and Blaine tightened his grip around him. Eyes closed and with one hand gripping Marley he was getting better.

"Look," Kurt said. He was grinning his face lit up like a Christmas tree. He was moving his fingers, something he had much trouble with. "I really am going to get better."

They all jumped to reassure him. But he just waved them off. He shuffled over to the couch, which just the day before Blaine and Jake had moved back to the living room. Once they had sat around him everyone was silent.

"We need to talk about this," Kurt said. Marley looked around nervous and then at the floor, a habit that she had thought she had broken. A palpable tension spread through the room. Nobody knew who would speak first.


So!? What did ya'll think? I really hope you don't get mad at me! I love all of my characters, and I hated any of them to get hurt. But they all will make a full recovery, I will never kill or split up any of the couples! But the next part will be a fight about why they had to jump off the roof (and whose fault it is). But I would love some reader participation! Please comment on what you think happened! I would love to have some input on what this huge conflict should be! (since they are in Greece I would love to weave in some mythology) So comment and let me know!

Also... I was thinking about changing the story icon so all four of them would be in it, does that interest ya'll or do you want me to keep it the same? SO! I really want to hear from ya'll, ideas for the next bit, opinions on the story icon... REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! Lots of love!

Angel C.