Author's Note: You get to meet Jaye's father in this chapter! You get to see where she gets her personality from! It's really funny how this story is going to play out. Well, not funny as in haha, but funny as in how the characters handle it. They're kind of nuts.

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Jaye heard the beeping and knew what was going on. Something must have happened during the night that made Tae Kyung bring her here. He was the only one who would do it without worrying about the repercussions. He was always that way, which made her want to kill him.

She opened her eyes and immediately squinted at the harsh fluorescent lights. They hadn't had the decency to make sure she got a private room, but oh well. She turned her head to figure out what the pressure on her leg was and sighed at who it was.

Tae Kyung had left Shin Woo with her for the night. That was a monstrous step for the otherwise obnoxious and selfish leader of A.N. Jell. If she hadn't been friends with everyone else, he would have insisted on staying. But since she was publicly dating Shin Woo, he had left it to the boyfriend to take care of her.

She leaned down and ran her fingers through his short, messy hair. He didn't stir in the least bit. She was content to make him feel calm while she was lying in the hospital bed. She laid her head back and stared at curtain that separate the patients.

The was a slight knock at the pole and a person she could only assume as the doctor that had taken care of her showed up. He smiled kindly at her then checked the IV drip. He catalogued something in her chart then looked at her.

"You gave that young man quite a scare. You should be careful with how you take care of yourself while you work. It's very easy to get dehydrated and malnourished while focusing too hard. You can't compose a song for them if you're unconscious." He consulted the chart. "Are you aware that you have anemia?"

She shook her head. "No, I wasn't. Is that a bad thing?"

"It can be if you don't have enough iron. It's what causes your nosebleeds if you don't sleep. It could also cause issues if you ever wanted to have children. Make sure you get enough iron in your diet to combat it. Spinach and meats are wonderful ways, but you could also take a supplement."

"I'm allergic to any kind of fish, shellfish included."

"Red meat is a good way. Sesame seeds, soybeans, chickpeas and other beans are good sources of iron. I would say oysters but I'm certain you would be allergic to them. Now, when that drip is done, you can be discharged. Until then, rest. I heard you're a composer, so you'll need the energy to write a decent song."

She smiled at him and he took his leave. Jaye leaned back against the pillow and stared at the drip. If she was correct, she was going to have to wait another hour. She was going to go stir crazy just sitting there.

She knew it was just starting to get to her when she couldn't keep her foot from moving. She heard the song in her head and it wouldn't go away. Looking over, she noticed that Shin Woo had put his phone on the table. Grabbing it, she flipped through his apps until she found his music one. She clicked on it and instantly a guitar popped up. Leave it to the guitarist.

She was working diligently, playing on the phone and writing lyrics, when Shin Woo woke up. He sighed deeply then looked around because he wasn't quite sure where he was. She smiled at him then looked back down.

Shin Woo wasn't sure where he was at first. There was harsh lighting and incessant beeping and he couldn't tell if he was at the studio or dreaming. It wasn't until he looked up into Jaye's face that he realized where he was. They were in the hospital because Jaye had passed out with a bloody nose. He looked down and saw that she was on his phone using his guitar app.

Unable to control his emotions, he stood up and grabbed her head gently, pulling her across the bed to kiss her deeply. She laughed through her nose but responded to him nonetheless. He broke away when he couldn't breathe then hugged her.

"I know," she said. "I should have listened. And I can't for sure say it won't happen again."

"Well, if you know all that, you should try your hardest," he scolded. "And working on the song while in the hospital doesn't count as trying your hardest."

"I was bored."

Laughing, he sat down beside her and helped map out the guitar portions of the song. He realized she had a photographic and eidetic memory. She could remember anything she read or saw, and since reading music was both, she was able to tell him what key he should be in.

They were sitting at the head of the bed when Jeremy walked in. He smiled as soon as he saw them with their heads together. He knew they were working even though they were sitting in the hospital. But he had to play with them. So he steeled his face.

"You two do know we're worried at the house right?" he asked to get their attention. They looked over at him with guilty expressions. He smiled his cheery smile that made them instantly brighten up. "We are worried, but we're happy you're well."

"She should rest," Shin Woo moped.

"Well, maybe she should wait to rest when we get home. The media is having a heyday outside right now. They want a shot of the sickly girlfriend to make sure you two are together. There's nothing we could do to stop them. They're camped outside."

"Can we get out?" Jaye asked. "I don't feel like being mobbed as soon as I get discharged. That's not a good look for me."

"This isn't a good look for you either," Shin Woo said. She made a face at him. "How are we going to get out?"

"The doctors have already prepared the back entrance. If we leave as soon as the paperwork is processed, we can beat them out."

Jaye looked up at the drip. "Well this is finished, so if you would kindly ask the doctor to bring in the paperwork, we can leave."

They did as she said. As soon as the IV needle was pulled from her arm, Jaye hopped out of bed and met the two men by the nurse's station. She stood patiently as Shin Woo signed the release forms and Jeremy talked casually with the doctor about how to treat iron deficiency.

When everything was done, Shin Woo took her hand and they followed the doctor to the back elevator that was used mainly for cleaning staff. It went all the way down to the exit ramp in the back by the dumpsters. The car was waiting for them there. Carefully they climbed into the backseat and waited as the car pulled away. The windows went up immediately and they were cruising by the photographers and reporters on their way out. There was already a news team doing a segment as they went by. No one seemed to realize they were gone.

They didn't rest easy until they were at home. Jeremy helped Jaye out of the car and into the house. She wanted to hit him for it but they were just concerned so she let it slide. As she was kicking off her shoes, she noticed there was an unfamiliar pair of shoes at the doorway. She had memorized everyone's shoes one of the first days she had been in the house. These didn't belong to anyone in the house. Then she saw the golden engravings on the heels.

Shin Woo was shocked as Jaye suddenly took off for the living room. He looked at Jeremy but the drummer already knew what was going on. He followed into the living room to see Jaye hanging on to an older gentleman. He held her tightly, tighter than anyone Shin Woo had ever seen hold her.

When he lifted his head, Shin Woo knew exactly who he was. There was no mistaken the same blond hair and blue eyes. The man was Christopher Bondurant. There was no other person he could be. And when he spoke, it was in flawless Korean.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his hands framing his daughter's face. "Tae Kyung called me saying you were in the hospital. I dropped everything and took the red eye."

"I'm fine, Dad. It was a little bit of dehydration and sleep deprivation. It was nothing we haven't seen before," she replied as they walked to the couch and she sank into his arms again.

He tugged on her hair. "Christina Jaye Bondurant, what have I told you about not working for days on end? You know what it does to you."

"I know."

"You're lucky Tae Kyung puts up with your antics."

She snorted in an undignified manner. "You do know who broke your mandolin don't you."

Tae Kyung jumped in immediately. "That's not part of this discussion so why bring it up?"

"Because you called him, you traitor."

Christopher laughed and looked at the others assembled. "They fight like siblings don't they?" Too dumbfounded to say anything, everyone else just nodded. "Now what is this bet I hear you made with Matt Ayers?"

"If I write a better song that wins for A.N. Jell, he'll leave A.N. Entertainment. If he wins, I'll leave Korea forever."

"Jaye…"

She held her hand up in front of his face to stop his whining. Lord knew they had already done that. "I made a deal. You always taught me never to go back on my word. We'll I'm not going to do that this time either."

"I didn't mean for you to do that at the expense of your happiness."

"It's done. Don't make it any harder." She got up and disappeared, more than likely back into the piano room.

Christopher sighed and leaned forward, lacing his fingers together in the process. He looked off in the direction his daughter had disappeared, but there was nothing he could do. Shin Woo saw how much he truly loved her.

"She's been addicted to music since the day her mother and I divorced. She took it harder than we ever could imagine, and she hasn't seen her mother since that day. Not even at high school or college graduations. I thought she had come out of it, but I see it's still there no matter what I do," he said.

"Music is all she knows," Tae Kyung said. "There's nothing she loves more that I know of. She wants us to succeed so she's doing everything she can to make sure we do that. She's always care more about other than herself."

"How did I miss that?"

"Touring will do that to even the best of parents. But Jaye knows you love her. She wouldn't disappear to what she calls her happy place when she plays if she didn't."

"The sunroom?" Tae Kyung nodded. "You two used to stay in there for hours when you were little. One time I found you sleeping on the window couch. I didn't want to wake you up, but your father was ready to go."

"I remember waking up in my bed and being furious at my father. I hadn't wanted to leave the only friend I had."

Jeremy raised his hand like an elementary school student. "I guess she's always been fiercely dependent."

Christopher nodded. "For the most part yes. She had to do everything a normal child didn't, but she never complained. It's why I agreed to for her to come to Korea to study. She wanted to come because she hated being in New York alone. At least here I knew she would be in good hands with someone I trusted."

"What are you going to do if she loses?" Shin Woo asked. "None of us want her to go."

"I'd rather she stayed here as well, but if she gave her words, she's going to keep it. She's not the type to back out on something she promised. I will never tell her to give up on that. It's what's kept her sane all these years. That means you have to kill that song. She's happy here, and I'm happy she finally found someone who understands her passion."

Shin Woo diverted his gaze. There was no way this man was so supportive. Uncomfortable he got up and went in search of Jaye. Surprisingly she wasn't in the piano room. She was sitting in his room with his guitar and the music spread out before her. He didn't know why because she knew the words and notes by heart. Without a word, he went to sit beside her and watch that beautiful mind work for probably the last time.

"Pick up the guitar and play from your part," she demanded. "I'm playing Tae Kyung's part. And how in the world do you make it without a bassist in your group? I will never understand why the dummy never added a bassist."

He laughed as he got up to do as she asked. When he sat back down, it felt right to be holding a guitar in his hand as he played beside her. He wished it would last.