The pair of golden eyes that had seen Dark enter now saw him leave. Krad stood from his hiding spot and glided to Wren Takimoto's windowsill. He saw doctors and nurses rushing around the girl, as if trying to save her.

They may save her tonight, but in the end…she will not live. She did not live, and neither will this girl… Visions began to flash inside is mind, plaguing him with unwanted memories. He shook his head, as if trying to shake the memories out. Why do I think of her now? Is it because this girl reminds me of her in both body and soul? Robin… Robin…Krad could not watch any longer. He took off from his perch and flew off into the night sky.

"…en…"

Huh?

"…Wren…"

What is that? Who is that?

"Wren, wake up!"

Why are they calling me? Leave me alone…I want to sleep…

"Wren, please! Please, Wren, it's Riku! Wake up!"

Wren's eyes flew open and immediately saw Riku's big, brown eyes, which were swollen from crying. "R-Riku?" She stuttered, trying to call enough strength to even speak. Then Wren heard her voice echo. She looked down to see that she was wearing an air mask.

"Wr-Wren!" Riku flung her arms around her friend, being careful to avoid the various tubes inserted into Wren's body. Riku started to cry again.

"Riku, what are you doing? Why are you crying? You never cry."

"Wren, you jerk!" sobbed Riku. "I hate you! I hate you! You lied to me, Wren! You told me your leukemia wasn't that bad! Then I get a call from this Dao guy telling me to come to the hospital because your airways were closed up and they thought I would want to be with you!" she continued to sob. "And then I watch as your body gives up and they have to SHOCK you to bring you back to life! WHY DID YOU LIE TO ME, WREN?"

Wren looked away. "Because you would only worry about me…the rest of the time that I have left—"

"OF COURSE I WORRY, THAT'S WHAT I'M SUPPOSED TO DO, STUPID! I'M YOUR BEST FRIEND, AREN'T I? I'M SUPPOSED TO WORRY!" Riku screamed, no longer crying. "I still hate you."

"I'm fine, Riku…just a little tired, is all…"

"As well you should be, my child." Wren and Riku turned to see Mona walk through the door. "You gave us quite the scare, little one." Her voice was tired and stern. "We were not certain if you would make it."

"I feel fine, Mona, really, I do." She looked to all of the tubes that were inside her wrists and elbow-crooks. "What are these?"

"Two different types of pain-killers, your fourth IV bag this hour, and your sixth blood-bag in three hours." Mona replied.

Wren whistled. "Wow…how long have I been out?"

"Almost nine hours! You had us worried sick!"

"I'm sorry, Mona—"

"No, my child. You have no reason to be sorry, but next time, tell me the truth." she turned to walk away.

"Mona, I didn't tell you the truth because I didn't want you to worry about me. You've been so good to me ever since I came from Hokkaido, and I didn't want to break that apart."

"A nurse has the right to know that the reason her patient hasn't had a blood transfusion in three weeks is because the hospital was no longer covered under the patient's insurance, so therefore the patient could not pay for the transfusions instead of the hospital 'running out of O negative', which is entirely HORRID!"

Wren looked to the floor. "I'm sorry, Mona…" Riku cleared her throat, as if to make herself known. "And Riku," Wren added.

"All that matters is that you're alive," Mona hugged the small, frail girl.

"Next time, just tell me!"

"You'll be the first to know, I promise, Riku." Chuckled Wren.

Just then, Dr. Dao walked into the room.

"Ladies, may I please have the room with my patient?" he seemed much more grouchy than he normally was. Riku and Mona nodded.

"See you later, Wren. I'll be just outside the door with Risa, 'kay?" Riku said, waving to her best friend.

Wren nodded and waved back. "Tell her hello for me!" she called as both of the ladies left.

Dr. Dao's face grew even sterner.

"Uh-oh, I'm in for it now, ain't I, Doc?" Wren chuckled.

"This is no laughing matter, Wren!" Dr. Dao went to a lighting board and placed two x-rays on it. "This is a picture of your forearm." He pointed to the first picture. "The gray is marrow."

"There's only a few flecks of gray…" she realized.

"Yes! Do you have any idea what this means?"

"I graduated from this hospital's medical school last year. I think I know what it means." She growled, turning away from him.

"Then tell me!" he ordered. "What does it mean?"

"MY MARROW IS ALMOST COMPLETELY GONE!" she screamed. "There! Are you happy now?"

"And I am guessing that you know what happens when the marrow is completely gone, correct?"

"The bones become brittle and at the slightest pressure, shatter into a million pieces."

"Exactly."

"Now what would you like me to do about this? I've already realized it, obviously, since I already told you everything you wanted me to tell you. So what would you like me to do about my losing marrow? Is it under my control? Want me to freeze time or something?" Dao was silent. "Tell me, Dr.! Since you were so fixed on making me realize my condition, what would you like me to do now?"

"I want you to see a psychiatrist." He said quietly. Wren was bewildered.

"A psychiatrist?" she repeated. "Why? Do you think I'm going to kill myself or something?"

"Frankly, Wren, yes." Wren glared at the doctor. "You are very unstable right now. Your emotions are going haywire. You know exactly when you're going to die, and it frightens you. I'm afraid for your life right now, and I think that it would be best if you saw someone, allow yourself to open up to that person, and let that person see the real you. Use that person as a scapegoat from your emotions. That's all I want from you, Wren. See our psychiatrist. If in a week you don't feel better, if you truly feel that the psychiatrist hasn't helped you discover your true feelings, then you can stop seeing her and revert back to your bipolar life." He said the last part bitterly.

Wren did not know how to answer. She had never seen a psychiatrist before, and the very thought of it scared her. When she did not answer, Dao asked,

"Well? Will you see her, or will you not?"

Slowly, Wren answered, "Yes. I'll see her."