I missed some of Chapter Four out due to insomnia being a bitch to my brain. So I re-posted it. Sorry guys :3

Nepeta wrapped her hoodie around her even tighter as she pulled her legs against her chest. Various nurses walked past, one or two of them eyeing her sadly as the two bunny ears hung haphazardly from her hair like poor impersonations of a memory long lost. Her high heels sat on the white floor looking sad in the place they'd been abandoned and even her hair looked lifeless and unhappy.

"Nepeta!" Terezi called, running into the hospital waiting room with Aradia.

Nepeta looked up and stood up to be embraced in girly hugs by her two closest friends, who both seemed genuinely concerned by the look on Nepeta's face. In Terezi's arms were a pair of skinny jeans, a black Leo t-shirt and a pair of sneakers for Nepeta to change into. Aradia was carrying three Starbucks cups.

"Which one of you three are in relation to Mr Strider?" A nurse asked, looking at the three girls with disdain.

"Me." Nepeta said, turning to look at the nurse with a look of concern.

"How are you in relation to him, exactly?" The nurse asked, her eyes looking over Nepeta and sneering as though the look of Nepeta was that of someone beneath her.

But Nepeta didn't care. Not right now.

"I'm his girlfriend." Nepeta lied, eager to see him and make sure he was alright.

"Nepeta, take these and change quickly."

Nepeta ran into a bathroom, dressed herself, then ran out to look at the nurse with a look of nothing but desperation. She was worried for Dave and wanted to know what was going on with him. She wanted to make sure that he was okay and if he was healing.

"How is he?" Nepeta asked.

"He's fine, but unconscious. No major problems apart from needing to have a few stitches on his eyelid. However, there's some major bruising around his eye." The Nurse said, leading Nepeta through a door and into Dave's room.

Dave looked positively grotesque, his left eye swollen up to the size of a tennis ball with cuts and bruises of various colours and sizes surrounding his closed eye. The other side of his face was left untouched, still as angelic as she remembered it in her memory when they'd shared that quick kiss just hours before.

"Would you like to spend some time alone with him?" The Nurse asked, to which Nepeta nodded.

Slowly, the nurse left the room with a solemn look to her face and no sooner had she closed the door did tears slide down Nepeta's cheeks. She gripped Dave's left hand in her own, her olive painted nails placing a tiny amount of pressure on his pale, white skin. A few tears landed on the white bedsheets and Dave's body looked as though it were just asleep.

Nepeta lowered her head onto the mattress and allowed the tears to slide onto the bed. It was all her fault! The other day, when the Zahhak man had been staring at her with those drunken, hungry eyes, she'd just tried to ignore him. She'd caught a glance of Dave speaking to the sleazebag but now she was pretty sure that they'd had a disagreement of some sort. It was like some nightly chivalry that Dave had displayed but now she just felt nervous for him. Clearly, Dave had been trying to retain some sort of dignity for her or maybe something else but she had no clue what. But it was her fault for not setting the sleazeball straight originally. And now, Dave was paying for that.

"Morning, baby." Dave whispered, rousing Nepeta from her sleep.

At first, her tired eyes blinked in uncertainty until recognition passed over them. Her eyes widened and then tears began to gather in them. She jumped up with a sound like a squeak erupting from her lips as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He laughed, moving his sluggish arms to wrap them around her torso. As soon as her face was close enough to him, he pressed his lips against hers and kissed her with all the passion and joy he could muster.

Finally, Nepeta pulled away and smiled, tears still in her eyes, threatening to overflow. Dave smiled, hoping to make her smile return as he kissed her nose, smiling afterwards. His eye ached like hell but he wasn't bothered about that. He was more bothered about why Nepeta was so close to tears.

"Why are you crying, Olive?" Dave said, causing a tiny giggle to escape her lips.

"I'm so sorry about him. I didn't think he'd do anything like this! I should've told him to get over it. I'm so, so sorry." Nepeta said quickly as the tears overflowed and cascaded over her ivory cheeks. Dave kissed them away, not ready to see her tears caused by him. He never wanted to be the one causing her to cry.

"It's not your fault. I should've been less cocky." Dave said, kissing Nepeta's forehead though he had lied as thoroughly as he could. It wasn't her fault but he would always be cocky. Especially now to that son-of-a-bitch.

"Dave, I'm really sorry." Nepeta said as she tried to wipe the few more tears away.

"You shouldn't be, you aren't to blame. And even if you were, I wouldn't blame you. I'd forgive you." Dave whispered.

"But..." Nepeta trembled before Dave sat up properly and pulled her into his arms, keeping her close. She curled up on his lap, then next to him on the hospital bed, her back against his stomach.

And they slept like that till dawn when Nepeta was harshly told to get off his bed by an elderly nurse. Nepeta slept peacefully that night, aware of the fact that being in such a near vicinity to Dave whilst she slept kept the bad dreams from attacking her dream-world. In fact, the dream with her and Dave involved was very far from a nightmare. And very far from PG-rated.

And hearing her occasional moans and whispers of "Dave... mm." were what kept him happy.

Sorry for the slow updates, I spent the weekend procrastinating from doing an English essay, sleeping round my friend's house or playing Laser Tag. So yes, I was busy.

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Just to let you know! :3

~Kirara