Brady sat beside the bed, holding Chloe's limp hand. She was pale and lifeless, engulfed in the blankets and machines, helping her to eat and keeping record of her heartbeats. "Come on Diva" he coaxed "it's time to wake up." No response from her, not even a blink of the eye. Brady reached for a curly tress of her hair, tracing it. "Chloe, I need to know that you hear me." Still no response from her. Brady laid his head against the bed, the images of her fall flashing before his eyes.

Flashback

Brady walked into the Kirakis Mansion looking for anyone, he knew. The last thing he wanted to do was come to Sami's post wedding party, but since he skipped the wedding, Marleana insisted he at least make an appearance at the party. "I'm so glad you dressed for the occasion" Marleana appeared behind him looking down at his jeans and leather jacket. "You only said to put an appearance in" he pointed out "I'm going to see and be seen then get the heck out of dodge."

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Brady smiled at the moment Sami realized he was at her party. She scowled at him, "nice attire" she remarked sourly. Brady grinned at her reaction. He planned to come and rile Sami, after all if he had to be there, he might as well have fu n, right? As soon as he riled her up, he'd leave. Raising his head slightly, Brady glanced at Chloe as she lay in the hospital bed. Her face was still bruised, an ugly yellow-purplish stain covering most of the right side of her face. Her right arm was casted and relaxed in a sling, broken from the elbow down. "Please Chloe" he pleaded "just blink or squeeze my hand or something."

The door opened with a quiet swoosh, "Hello Brady" Craig Wesley greeted him. "Any change?" he asked. Brady shook his head "not even a crook of her finger." Craig pulled a chair beside him, Brady, while not Nancy's favorite person, had been a permanent fixture at Chloe's bedside since she was admitted a week ago. Even Nancy had accepted that he wasn't going anywhere, despite her best efforts. Brady turned to Craig "Is it true patients in a coma, can hear you when you talk to them?"

Craig nodded his head, "It has proved to be true in the past, but no one is really certain." Brady sighed holding her hand in his "Why doesn't she wake up?" he asked. "I don't know" Craig answered honestly "But we are doing the very best that we can" he assured Brady. Craig's pager went off "Oops, gotta go" he stood up "I ordered dinners for you and your sister is bringing some clothes, please eat and take a shower, okay?" Brady grinned "Yes, doctor" he quipped chuckling.

Brady traced the bruises on her cheeks, smiling softly at her "Okay Chloe" he spoke softly "rest now, but please come back soon. I need you." Belle showed up with his clothes, "Thanks tink" he grinned "I need to get a shower and change, will you stay with Chloe?" Belle nodded "Sure, how is she?" she asked. Brady shook his head "no change, she just sleeps." Belle wanted to defend one of her best friends, but seeing Chloe in this condition made it real hard. "Belle" Brady poked his head out of the bathroom "Phillip doesn't get in this room" he reminded her. Belle shook her head sadly, "I know" she nodded "but he feels really bad" she whispered. Brady scoffed "Yeah, I bet Chloe does too" Brady reminded her.

Flashback

Brady saw Sami walking towards him "Nice attire loser" she greeted him in her usual style. "Yeah, you didn't do so bad yourself, what did you do rip that dress of a barmaid in an old western?" he chuckled. Sami huffed and walked away, leaving a laughing Brady behind. Now, he could go home, he'd put his appearance in. As he turned to leave he heard loud voices upstairs, one he recognized as Chloe's. "Let go of me, Phillip" he heard the tenseness in her voice. "No Chloe, we aren't done yet?" Phillip yelled back "we are going to finish this." Brady heard the shuffle of feet and looked up "Not tonight, Phillip" she pulled away from him "At this rate, not ever." She tried again to pull away from him. Phillip loosened his grip to get a better hold on her, but at the same time, Chloe tried again to get away from him and fell backwards, down the stairs. Brady watched as if in slow motion "Chloe" he screamed in horror, kneeling over her lifeless body in a heap at the bottom of the stairs.

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A/N I owe, I owe, so off to work I go!! But I'll write more later. Hope you enjoy

Rhonda