A/N Hi. So here is chapter 10 it will probably be short but the final two will be longer so..yeah whatever. Sorry Im tired and tomorrow I have school and in drama i have to scream and Im freaking out so Im just being moody on and off screen. Enjoy Love ya Bye

Damian cried into Cameron's limp arm. The love of his life was dying right in front of him and there was nothing he could do about it. To add to that, Cameron had kissed him, meaning that he also loved him, but it wouldn't matter if he died.

"Please don't die Cameron," Damian whispered into Cameron's ear, even though Cameron probably couldn't hear him. He checked Cameron's pulse, and luckily his heart was still beating, but only faintly. Damian lifted up Cameron's shirt to see where the bullet hit him. The hole was swollen, but all Damian paid attention to was the fresh scars along his stomach. "Where did those come from?," he thought. The blaring noise of an ambulance cut through the open window, and Damian prayed that Cameron would survive. After a couple minutes, a group of police officers and paramedics ran into the appartment and into Cameron's bedroom. A cop took Damian's hand and leaded him away from Cameron, despite Damian's struggles.

"Are you ok?," the cop asked.

"Not really," Damian mumbled, "how did you even find out about htis?"

"Your neighbor phoned in for a domestic violence case and the gunshot was heard in the background," the cop said, "you wouldn't happen to know who I should be taking in, would you?" Damian pointed towards the bathroom door and the cop motioned to two police officers to get Samuel.

"So what happened exactly?," the cop asked. Damian opened his mouth to tell the story, but was cut off by a female cop, who was carrying a blood-stained knife.

"Captain Pearce," she exclaimed, "this was found in the sink." She handed the knife to Captain Pearce as Damian stared at it. "It couldn't be," he thought, looking back at Cameron. He was no hooked-up onto an oxygen tank, the paramedics lifting him onto a strecher.

"Come on kid," Captain Pearce said to Damian, "we need to go now." Damian followed Captain Pearce out the door, taking what could be his last look at Cameron. "Please Cameron,' he thought as he left the appartment.

Damian sat in the hospital waiting room, trying to hold back tears. At any moment a nurse would tell him if Cameron would be ok or not, and it tore Damian to shreds. He had phoned Lindsay and Hannah, but nothing they said could make him feel better. He loved Cameron, but now they're chances to be together were 50/50. The nurse told him Cameron was in critical condition and was heading towards surgery to remove the bullet, but also told him there was slim chance of survival. He had lost a dangerous amount of blood that day and all he could do was wait.

Damian couldn't take it anymore. He got out of his seat and ran to the visitor bathroom. He locked himself in a stall and burst into tears. His whole world was crashing down in front of him, he could feel his heart breaking. It wasn't like they had broken up, they hardly had seen each other those last few months. But that kiss... Damian had felt fireworks because of that kiss. He had never felt fireworks with Jenna, the girl he had given up for his career, and it shocked him. And now Cameron, the boy he had felt fireworks for, was almost dead and it made him feel horrible. For the first time in a long time, Damian got done on his knees and began to pray.

"Dear god," he whispered, "please let Cameron live. All those months with Samuel, they have hurt us both. And now we have a chance to be together, but only if you let him live. I beg you please, I'll do anything. I'll start going to church, I'll quit being so harsh on Alex, but please, just let Cameron live." Someone walked into the room and Damian jumped back onto his feet.

"?," the nurse from earlier asked. Damian walked out of the stall, the nurse's face completly blank. "Your friends going to be ok," she said. Damian couldn't help but smile. This was the best thing to happen to him, ever. "Thank you god," he thought.

"He's on a blood transfushion and he has a couple of shattered ribs, but in a couple weeks he will be good as new," she continued.

"Can I see him?," Damian asked.

"Of course, follow me," she replied, walking out of the bathrrom, Damian following suit. They walked through what felt like dozens of hallways before she opened up the door to Cameron's room. Damian walked inside, the nurse gently closing hte door behind him, and stared at Cameron. He was deathly pale, a needle sticking into his arm. Cameron was still asleep as Damian walked over over to him. Damian kneeled down next to him and took his hand, a brave smile on his face.

"It's going to be alright," Damian whispered, "I'm here, don't worry."

A/N ok maybe it isnt short. I hope you liked it and are jumping with joy that Cameron will live. Yay! Sexy transition! (whoever gets where thats from will get a dedication) Next chapter will have some Dameron smut and then its the fianl chapter :( Alert, favorite, and REVIEW! Love you guys bye! (I hav esome Bachelor Pad to watch.

UndercoverGleek ;)