"Archie!", Veronica walked into the ICU room quickly.

Archie looked at her with big eyes. It was the first time that he sees her again and now he doesn't know what was happening. He was just in a session of dialysis.

"Hey, Veronica." he said quietly.

"Gosh Archie. Why didn't you say that you need a new liver?", she sat down next to him on the chair.

"Ronnie… I haven't seen you in over a week. This is the first time… I just got the news yesterday after a second surgery... ", he said.

"Second surgery… god… I'm so sorry. I… I told the police… everything…", Veronica started crying.

"Ronnie, stop. Please…" he said and tried to get his hand to her face. He was too weak to move much. "Don't cry. I'll survive.. And what do you mean you told the police everything?"

Veronica took Archie's hand. "I told the police that it was my daddy's fault and they even found a gun, they are testing if it's matching the bullet. There was a plan. He is trying to… ah… buy up the South Side. The sheriff took him in. I hope they find out something."

"Why are you telling me this now?"

"Because I thought you wanted to know. I love you."

"I love you, too." Archie said.

"You look terrible." Veronica started laughing.

"Gosh.. That is also how I feel."

"I'm really sorry. I wish you'd be back with us. We miss having you around. And you're missing so much at school."

"Well I don't need school stuff anymore and I miss you all too. It can be pretty lonely here."

"Why are you saying this? You need school."

"I'm dying anyways."

"Stop! You'll get through this! And if your liver really completely fails, then we get you a new one. I'm sure we find some fitting one quick! You can't give up so easily! You already survived that shot, you'll survive this too."

"Ronnie… I'm exhausted. I'm feeling terrible. After that dialysis I feel even worse. I don't know how much pain medication they are giving me. I can't move. I'm done. I don't know if I want to survive this. Do you have any idea how exhausting it is to have two major surgeries within just a week? You wake up feeling weaker than before and I woke up with even more tubes and medications and I feel like nothing is helping me."

Veronica started crying. She hated seeing Archie like this and she understands that he doesn't feel good right now but he can't just give up so easily. But she also didn't know what to tell him, how to make it better.

"Can you leave me alone now? I don't want you to see me after the treatment is over."

Veronica didn't want to argue and left. She was devastated.

The days went by fast. Archie's condition got worse with every hour that passed.

The dialysis was over and doctors had no more chance but to find some organ donor. All of Archie's friends got tested but no one matched enough to donate their organ.

Fred already called Archie's mother, Mary. She was on her way from Chicago to Riverdale but the flight was delayed. Fred got tested too. It wasn't a good match, even though he is the father. The doctors wanted to wait and see how good the mother matches. They only want to use Fred's organ if there is no other way. But the risks of Archie's body not tolerating the organ would be much bigger.

The doctor was in Archie's room to check on his vitals.

"How are you feeling?", he asked.

Archie was pale and weak. His vitals didn't look so good either. Even the doctor was scared that he wouldn't survive an anesthesia at this point.

Archie didn't answer. He was scared. The thought about dying was going through his head over and over again. What happens afterwards? Will anyone miss me? What will happen to dad? What happens to Veronica? Will she be able to move on? He had thousands questions in his mind. He wasn't ready to die, yet. He was so young.

"Archie?", the doctor asked again.

Archie felt his heart beat faster. His body suddenly stopped hurting. He felt light and after blinking and seeing the doctor hastily grab some breathing mask everything turned black.

"Quick! Start chest compression!", the doctor demanded a nurse. She did.

"Is the mother of him here already?"

"She is just on her way. It will take us about two more hour until we find out if her liver is a match."

"Do it faster! We can't hold him for that long! Get Mr. Andrews ready for a transplant, too!"

"Surgery now!"

A team of four worked on Archie now. The doctor didn't want to let this boy die on his watch.