Hours later a nurse came into the room and as she saw Elena sleeping in my arms, a pained expression spread across her face.
"What's wrong," I breathed out panic evident in my voice.
The nurses negative expression made my mind go into a state of panic.
"We just need to perform some test," she said quietly, but it was obvious that she was hiding something.
"Please, please just tell me now if she is going to be okay," I pleaded desperately.
I looked down to see the love of my life sleeping on my chest- her chest faintly rising and falling against my own.
Her shallow breaths made it seems as though she could whisp away at any second- leaving me forever.
This mere idea sent an agonizing pain throughout my body.
The nurse didn't say anything for what felt like forever until she asked me,
"Where is her legal guardians?"
Her question made me realize that everyone who could possibly be considered under that term for her is dead.
Pain consumed me as I realized how much she has lost, and despite everything I still left her.
Completely forgetting the nurse was in the room I pulled her closer into my chest as I rested my lips on her hair.
"You have me" I whispered as a lone tear trickled out of my eye onto her head,
"You will always have me"

The image of her terrified and alone as she is drowning underwater makes me feel like I am going to fall apart at any second.

"Okay we need to run some tests, it may be a while before you can see her," the nurse explained to me.
My face grimaced at the thought of having to leave her.

It took all of the strength in me to pull myself away from her so the nurse could wheel her bed out of the room.
I leaned down and softly kissed her forehead, and as I did so her eyes fluttered open.
At first she was disoriented and confused, but the second she found me her whole entire body relaxed.
I was taken aback by her beauty- the morning light reflected off of her face perfectly as her chocolate brown eyes peered up at me through her thick eyelashes.
"You stayed," she breathed out almost as a question.
"Of course I did," I said soothingly as I tucked a strand of her knotted hair behind her ear.
She reached for my hand and I enveloped it in both of mine as I kneeled down beside her bed so our eyes were on the same level.
Our moment didn't last long before the nurse continued to wheel Elena out of the room on her hospital bed.
I could hear her heart rate accelerating rapidly the second our hands disconnected.
Fear was growing in her eyes the farther the nurse pushed her away from me, and all I wanted to do was scoop her up in my arms and take her far away from everything.
Away from all the pain and suffering- to a place that she can smile again and it will be genuine- where I can hear her laugh, or see the light in her eyes return.
She turned back to look in my direction tears glistening in her eyes threatening to spill over at any second.
I just gave her a reassuring nod that told her everything was going to be okay, trying my absolute best to believe it myself.
She did not turn away from me until I was completely out of her eyesight.
The truth was everything was not okay, in fact nothing was okay.

Once I was certain she could not see me anymore I slumped down against the wall and buried my head in my hands.
I had to bite my fist to muffle my sobs but it was no use.
She could have died.
Elena, my Elena could be dead right now if something went differently.
The thought of her laying motionlessly on the ground sent a stab of pure terror throughout my body.

Right now she is all alone surrounded by doctors and machines without a familiar face in sight.
The fact that I don't know if she is going to be okay is the worse torture imaginable.
She is the strongest person I know- she has been through so much in her short lifetime, more than anyone should ever go through.
Although everyone has their breaking point, the point that no matter how hard they try, they cannot bring themselves back from.
I cannot even begin to comprehend the trauma that going over the bridge again for the second time has brought her.
The thought of her having to relive the worst night of her life all over again felt like the wind got knocked out of me.
A shudder went down my spine as I realized that when she eventually recovers physically- she may never recover mentally.
I just sat there against the wall cradling my knees into my chest, the image of Elena's bruised and broken body seared into my memory forever.

It felt like forever before I could faintly see the nurse wheeling Elena back in my direction.
Her whole entire leg was engulfed in a giant cast and large bandages covered most of her body.
I could tell she was physically and emotionally drained from the tests, but the second she saw me her eyes lit up as faint smile played at the corner of her lips.
The sight of her alive and breathing sent a gush of relief through my lungs, but that relief did not last long before her face twisted in pain as she clutched her stomach.
Without hesitation I was already next to her bed caressing the parts of her body that were not covered in bandages.
Concern colored my features as I did everything in my power to ease her pain.
"Don't worry," she murmured in a raspy voice almost as low as a whisper,
"It's just a few broken ribs," she said with a light chuckle before grabbing her stomach again doubling over in pain.
Instinctively she reached for my hand and squeezed it as tight as she could until the pain became bearable again- tears rimming her eyes.
It took everything in me to stay strong for her but seeing her like this was tearing me apart from the inside.
I delicately cupped her face in my hand pushing the lump down in my throat before I whispered to her, "I will never stop worrying about you, you mean everything to me."
She is my everything and I just need to know that she will be okay.
I desperately looked up at the nurse and she knew exactly what has been on my mind ever since she left with Elena.
"She has a few broken ribs, and the cars impact on the water shattered the bone in her leg, but she was extremely lucky" she explained.
Relief flooded through my whole entire being.
"So she will be okay?" I asked waiting urgently for reassurance.
A soft hand grabbed mine and as I looked into her eyes, she gave me a look that said more than a million words ever could.
"Yes," she said softly, "I am going to be okay."