13.30 - "Sara, the media is having a field day outside and the fans are going nuts. There's A LOT of them. I think you should prepare a statement?" said Tom, Tegan and Sara's manager. "It's none of their business Tom. Can they give us a break... for fuck sakes..." said Sara annoyed. "I know Sara, it's just that right now everybody's speculating. The media are throwing around the word drugs and ..." Tom got cut off by an irate Sara. "What the? Drugs? DRUGS? Are they fucking serious? Tell me they're not fucking serious Tom" she screamed shaking her head looking disgusted. "They're grasping at straws and until you send out some kind of statement it's going to continue. The fans just want some kind of confirmation that she's ok, some of them slept outside last night waiting for word on her condition" said Tom "Really? Are you serious?" said Sara looking stunned. Sara always underestimated their level of fame. "I just... can they give her a moment of privacy... a fucking moment... she doesn't deserve this... ahhgg!" vented Sara. Said Tom and switched on the television and flipped through the channels. "It's on the news Sara, the main news not just E! news and MTV" Sara stayed quiet and clenched her jaw. He got to a news channel and Tegan and Sara's faces appeared in the top right corner of the screen. It was one of their promotional shots. Sara thought to herself that Tegan looked amazing in that shot. He turned up the volume "... Quin was taken to a Los Angeles area hospital last night after collapsing after their very shortened show last night. Miss Quin was apparently feeling ill on stage already and was clearly struggling to perform." said the news anchor. A video seemingly sourced from YouTube started playing and showed Tegan struggling through dark come soon. A fan's voice in the background sounded confused "Something's not right... what's wrong with her? Oh my god Tegan" the voice-over continued. "She left the stage abruptly earlier in the evening but returned looking pale. A few minutes later she left the stage again mid-song and did not return" The screen was filled with photos, obviously taken the previous night, photos of Tegan looking pale and exhausted and at the brink of passing out. One of her with her eyes closed steadying herself with her keyboard stand looking down, one of her at the mic, head thrown back with a tear rolling down her cheek. "Fuck... fuck... fuck! ... Bastards!" whispered Sara to herself. Another YouTube clip showed on screen "I'm sorry guys, I can't... I'm sorry" said Tegan "So far it is not clear what caused Ms Quin's medical woes but right now everything from drugs, to pneumonia to alcohol to cancer is being mentioned in the media as possible causes. Nothing has been confirmed or denied by the Tegan and Sara camp and we are still waiting for a statement. Meanwhile, these fans of the band have spent the night outside on the lawn of the hospital waiting on word on the condition of their idol. Security around the Quin twins is tight and they were not allowed inside the hospital." The camera cut to some fans looking worried, a sort of shrine to Tegan was forming behind them. Photos, stuffed animals, flowers, banners. "We're just so worried about her, we're going to be sticking it out here waiting to hear if she's ok" said one fan "we love you Tegan" screamed a group of fans. Nobody paid attention to the suspicious man standing to the right of the shrine, hands in his hoody pockets, emotionless... Sara got up abruptly and switched off the TV.

"You do it please, I can't... I just cannot deal with this now... Please do the statement Tom" Tom stayed quiet for a few moments "Sara, some of these fans... you're like family to them..." Sara cut him off with a loud "yeah well we're not! Tegan is not public property!" she felt disgusted with herself the moment the words left her mouth. Way to go asshole she scolded herself in her mind. "They just want to know if Tegan's okay... for some of them you're all they have... I'll draft something and you can check if you're happy with it" Sara just stared out the window and put her hand head in her hand and her elbow on her knee. A few minutes later she walked over to where Tom was sitting with his laptop in a different waiting room. "I'm sorry Tom... I'm an asshole" she said looking at the floor in shame. "You're not an asshole Sara" said Tom gently and got up to give her hug. A tear left Sara's eye. Sara wasn't a big hugger and this was one of the main reasons why. Hugging triggered crying. "I'll do it... I'll write something" said Sara. "I can do it if you want to, and I won't think you're an asshole Sare" said Tom. "No, I think I owe them this... the fans not the media.. fuck the media..."

Sara sat with her Macbook air on her lap, she was logged into their website and staring blankly at the screen. How do I do this? She started typing. "Last night" ... she pressed backspace until the page was clear again. "It is my" backspace, backspace, backspace... "I" ... "am"... "freaking"... "out"... she typed slowly, she gave a large sigh and backspaced again until she was left only with the I... "It is..." Backspace, backspace, backspace. "I am sad to confirm that my sister Tegan received emergency medical treatment last night after our appearance at the Fonda theatre. After leaving the stage early due to illness, Tegan collapsed in the dressing room" Sara breathed heavily. How much detail should I give? "Two medical doctors were with her at the time and she received immediate and excellent medical attention. Tegan was transported to the hospital via ambulance and admitted to the ICU in a very serious condition with a very high fever and a serious respiratory infection. Tegan's condition has since improved slightly. The medical team is optimistic about her recovery. Her condition is now stable though serious. Tegan is in the best possible hands and we as Tegan's family and friends are grateful for the excellent medical care she is receiving. We would like to thank all of our amazing fans for their unwavering support. Please continue to keep Tegan in your thoughts and prayers. We love and appreciate you! Sara xxx "

16.00 - Sonia was sitting next to Tegan's bed watching her eldest give rapid, shallow breaths. It was around 4.00 in the afternoon. Since Sonia's arrival Tegan's condition has been stable, though serious and she has been asleep. Lindsey and Sara were both finally taking a nap in the family room outside. Tegan was paler than she's ever seen her and her hands were cold and clammy. Sonia looked up at Tegan's heart monitor, she didn't know what any of it meant but she's always had a strong, inexplicable instinct when it came to her daughters and she had the dreaded feeling that Tegan was getting worse not better….. The number 88 showed in green, 89, 86, 89… heart rate. There was another number… 85 with a % sign next to it which Sonia assumed was pulseox. Tegan's lips were trembling under the oxygen mask. She must be having a dream… Sonia stoke her hair, Tegan's forehead felt warm. "Mommy's here Teetee, mommy's here" she whispered.

17.00 - Erin burst into Tegan's room panting as if she was running. "Tegan, Tegan... o my god... Tee" she started sobbing when she saw Tegan. Sonia left Tegan's hand for a minute and got up to give Erin a hug... "Shhhh... Shh, Erin she's ok... sshh" Sonia tried to comfort Erin. Erin walked over to Tegan's bed and put her hands over her mouth... "I think I'm gonna throw up..." she said as Sonia pushed her down into a chair. "Tee, Tegan... hey friendo..." Tegan didn't stir and Erin didn't say anything else she just held her friend's hand... a few minutes later she whispered "you're going to be ok Tegan, you fight this ok... you fucking fight this Tegan" Tears spilled from her eyes again. Tegan could hear everything going on but she couldn't move... Erin, I'm here she wanted to scream but she stayed still... she listened to Erin's pep talk. Erin could give a pep talk like nobody's business... but today she seemed timid, nervous...