A.N. I'm sorry I left you guys hanging in the last chapter.

Sage walked back to the hospital, feeling dirty yet in a sense relieved. Finally, all the trouble and misery would be taken care of! But. he couldn't help but wonder what they were going to do to her. "No.. no backing down now! She deserves it!" he held onto his anger, and quelled it, chasing away the guilt with extreme rage.

As he entered the hospital his mind wandered back to Rowen, and he quickened his pace. He knew what had happened, but he didn't want to admit it. He wanted to deny it, scream that it wasn't true, even if he knew it was true. Rowen had had an aneurysm. A blood vessel in his brain had burst, and it was all Cloud's fault! It had to be. with all the stress she brought with her, it HAD to be her. "No more second thoughts." he muttered, entering the waiting room. He tried to ignore the glares he received, and went on his way to sit back down.

His efforts to sit down were in vain though, as a young female doctor entered. Her hair was cropped short and it was pitch black, the tips tied midnight blue. A set of wire-rimmed glasses framed her face and her eyes were a beautiful shade of amber. "Are you friends of Mr. Hashiba?" a chorus of yes's and nods.

"H-How is he?" asked Cye, worry was evident on all their faces, and they all held the breath they didn't know they'd been holding.

"He'll pull through fine, there wasn't much damage," she smiled. "he's in the recovery room, only one person at a time can see him,"

"I'll go,"

"No Me,"

"No-"

"How about we let Sage go first," Mia stated, winking at Cloud who smiled. Sage stood up, smiled briefly and followed the doctor.

She led him down a numerous amount of corridors and passageways. It seemed to take forever, at least to Sage.

Finally, they stopped at a dimly lit room. Machines were packed there, and wires ran all over the place. The constant beeping, clicking, and whooshing of them was the only source of sound. The doctor smiled, and motioned him in.

Sage entered quietly. Rowen looked so unfamiliar, so pale, so lifeless it seemed. The tubes, wires, and needles that had invaded his body made him look like a soulless puppet. The blond felt tears rush to his eyes, and he was quick to push them back.

He sat down in the vacant chair, taking Rowen's hand in his own, cracked and raw, needles stuck into the wrist. But it still felt the same. It held the same tenderness and caring, yet greater knowledge that was so familiar with the blue haired teen.

If it hadn't been so desolate and forlorn, dismal yet, Sage could have sworn he could've heard Rowen laughing and saying 'Hey, I'll be fine' and then saying something logical.

But the young man did not laugh, did not speak, and did not seem to live.

Sage was quiet for a few moments before, "Rowen? Rowen. can you hear me? If you can.. everything is going to be all right. I'm taking care of all our problems. There will be no worry anymore, and we can be happy again,"

**

Glue. Rowen was stuck in Glue. The harder he tried to pull, the stickier and harder it got. He wanted to speak, but he had no voice. It was to dark to see, yet a small light instigated him at the end. It was so far away. 'Help! Help! Sage! Kento! Mia! Ryo! Cye! Anybody! Help me!' he wanted to scream, but it was like his mouth had been sown shut.

"Rowen? Rowen. can you hear me?"

Sage! It was Sage! 'I can hear you! Help me!' he wanted to scream, he wanted to shout and wave his arms around. But the glue held steadfast, as did the stitching on his mouth.

"If you can.. everything is going to be all right. I'm taking care of all our problems. There will be no worry anymore, and we can be happy again,"

What did he mean by that? Rowen thought and his eyes widened. 'NO! SAGE! YOUR NOT SERIOUS!!' he wanted to scream at the blond, tell him it wasn't her fault! The light began to get farther, and then it shut off. Rowen screamed, his voice finally finding him. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"