This is a very emotional chapter,very.I´m not sure if Don would be so harsh towards a woman but I blame it on the stress.

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Lindsay's POV

I sit outside his room, hesitating on whether I should go inside or not. I'm scared, to be honest. I don't think I'll be strong enough to see him like this.

"Hey, are you okay?" Emilia sits next to me. I don't need to tell her how I feel or how hard this is. I feel like she already knows.

"No," I cry again. I've been doing that a lot since I got here.

"You want to see him?" she asks.

"I don't think I can. I'm not ready."

"Listen, I know we don't know each other that well and I probably have no idea what kind of relationship you two had, but I know in my heart this is something you HAVE to do. He needs to hear your voice, Lindsay. You are the only one who can bring him back."

She grabs my hand and gives it a tight squeeze. I don't know this girl at all, but deep inside my heart I feel I can tell her anything and she'll always find something sweet to say.

"Will you go in with me?"

She smiles sweetly.

"Of course and if you feel bad just squeeze my hand and we're out."

"Thank you." I take a deep breath and let her open the door for me. I close my eyes all the way over to Danny's bed. Even with Emilia right next to me, I feel unprepared. She squeezes my hand once more and I open my eyes. I gasp at the sight before me.

Danny lying on a bed, tubes coming out of his mouth. I couldn't hear anything but a machine beeping on the background and I was certain his heartbeat will be stuck on my brain for good. His face looked so different. He was pale as if he was already dead. I feel my heart shrink with every beep.

"It's not as bad as it looks," Emilia says. I think somehow that I've lost my ability to speak.

"How…how bad is he?" I whisper, not really knowing if she had the answer.

"He's not going to die, if that's what you want to know."

I walk closer to his bed, slowly. I grab his hand and squeeze it gently. It feels so cold under my warm hand; so lifeless. It breaks my heart.

"Danny, it's me, Montana," I whisper, fighting back the tears. "I'm here Danny, please open your eyes."

"Lindsay, we better leave." Emilia grabs my hand, pushing me towards the door but I refuse to move. I refuse to leave Danny.

"No, I can't leave him."

"Honey, this won't do you any good."

"But he needs me," I beg her.

"I know he does, but this is not good for you or the baby."

All of a sudden I feel a sharp pain in my back. Emilia grabs me before I let myself fall to the floor. The pain is so strong I can barely move my legs. Before I knew it, I couldn't even keep my eyes open anymore.

Everything goes blank.

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Emilia's POV

I feel someone pushing me aside as Lindsay was being carried outside Danny's room. He was obviously unaware of all this commotion since he was still unconscious and made no attempt at waking up. Now, instead of waiting outside his room we were waiting outside of Lindsay's.

"What the hell happened?" Don asks me in a harsh tone, I guess he's nervous and doesn't really mean that.

"She wanted to see Danny" I say smoothly, trying to calm him down.

"And?" he asks more harshly than before.

"Nothing. She just fell to the floor, that's all." He walks closer to me, his bright blue eyes piercing with anger. I've never been scared of Don before; he never raised his voice even when I screwed something up. Truth be told, I've never seen this side of him before.

"Why did you let her in?" he asks me, anger so visible in his features.

"Because she wanted to see him,"

"Don't tell me you told her the same rubbish you said to me. How she's the only one who can save him and crap." He is even more upset than I thought, if that was actually possible.

"It's true. Lindsay can bring him back!" I yell him back.

"Listen, acting like a lunatic is not gonna help this time." I try to ignore the fact that he just called me a lunatic and fight back the tears as he keeps insulting me for no reason.

"Why don't you deal with the fact that Danny is dying and let him be," he continues.

"Well, I guess that's the difference between you and me, Don. I do want Danny to wake up and see his little girl and if that means I'm a lunatic, I don't care. At least I want to see him alive!" I take my things and walk out. My eyes full were of tears and my heart was hurting with pain.

TBC

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