Tony walked out into the hallway, holding back tears as best as he could. He noticed Jack out of the corner of his eye, but ignored him and leaned against the wall. "El hijo de una ramera." he muttered after a moment. "You're a son of a bitch Jack. She's dying in there." he yelled, motioning towards the hospital room door. "And you knew. And you led me to believe that it -"

"I didn't lead you to believe anything!" Jack snapped softly. "Now is NOT the time for you to get pissed off. She needs you!" he yelled. With that Jack turned around and walked down the hall. He turned at the door. "You better think really hard about what you can do for her. She doesn't have much time."

Jack left the hospital and Tony suddenly wished that he wasn't there alone. He walked over to the payphone on the opposite wall and dialed the number of the only person he could truly talk to.

"!Hola!" a woman greeted.

"Eva?" Tony asked.

"Antonio?" the girl questioned.

"Si.

"!Mama, mi hermano es en el telephono!" Mom, my brother's on the telephone!

"Eva, I'm out of prison. I was released this morning."

"Que?"

"Look, Eva, I don't want Mama to know yet. Promise you won't tell her?"

"Si. What's going on?" she asked, sensing the urgency in her brother's voice.

"It's Michelle. I'm at the hospital." he explained.

"How is Michelle?" his sister asked.

"Hablo espanol!" a woman cried. Tony recognized the voice as his mother's.

Speak Spanish!

"Bueno, Mama, siento. Como es Michelle?" she corrected. Okay Mom, sorry. How is she?

"She's sick, mi chica. She's dying." he whispered into the receiver.

"Ohh." she sighed. "Lo siento, Antonio. Siento mucho." she said softly. I'm sorry Tony. I'm very sorry.

"It's a tumor. It's cancer. She's dying Eva. What am I going to do?" he sobbed.

"Donde esta Ud?" she asked. Where are you?

"Good Samaritan on North, but don't come down here." he urged.

"Por que?" Why?

"I can't have you here right now; I just needed to talk to someone. I don't know what to do. I figured that of all people… you would know what I should do." Tony explained.

"Tony, listen." she whispered in English. He guessed his mother had walked into the next room. "Michelle will need you now more than ever. Take her home. Let her enjoy the time she has."

"Eva, I can barely look at her. She's so… weak." he cried.

"That doesn't matter Tony. This isn't about you. This is about her. This is about how she feels and what she wants. She needs you now Tony. The one regret I have is that Rico and I didn't spend as much time together as we could have. He was dying and I wasn't there for him. Michelle loves you. She's proved that to you over and over again. Vaya a ella, Antonio." she urged. "Make sure she knows how much you love her."

Tony sighed and muttered a goodbye before hanging up the phone.

"She's right you know." Jack called from behind him.

"Jódale." Tony spat back.

After translating Jack spoke again. "I took four years of Spanish, Tony, I can understand you." Tony chuckled.

"Just because you had a book of Spanish swears doesn't mean you speak It." he retorted. "I know she's right Jack. I just don't know what I should do. I've been gone for two years. How can I just expect her to want me again after everything that's happened?"

"She does want you Tony, she always has. I remember the day I met her." Tony smiled at the memory, although Jack didn't. "She couldn't stop looking at you. She blushed every time your name was mentioned. She loves you Tony. She loves you as much as she did that day in the hotel." Tony winced. "She'll love you no matter what."

"Remember, our wedding?" Tony drifted, thinking back to happier times.

"You mean when Ryan got so drunk we needed three men to talk him out of a table dance?" Jack reminded him. Tony laughed.

"I actually hadn't thought about THAT in a while. No, I mean, Michelle, you know, when you gave her away." Jack smirked. "She looked at me as you came through the doors, and for that one moment, that one second in time; I felt…" he shook his head. "I felt like nothing else mattered. There wasn't anyone else there, just her. And when she smiled…" Tony's voice broke and he took a deep breath. "When she smiled at me; that was when I knew. I knew that nothing would ever be the same."

"She was so nervous out in the lobby, but she never hesitated Tony. Not once." Jack assured him. "She said that you were her second chance." Tony sighed and twirled his wedding band on his finger. "And I said 'No,'" Jack uttered. Tony looked up at him and quickly wiped away the tear that threatened to fall. "I said 'You're HIS second chance.'"

Tony's eyes welled back up. "She was." he agreed, looking back down at his ring.

"You still have time Tony. You still can make her just as happy as she was that day." Jack patted his friend on the shoulder and walked to the door, opening it once again. He nodded his head in Michelle's direction.

Tony walked over to the door and looked Jack in the eye. "Gracias, mi amigo."

"I have no idea what you just said," Tony chuckled and walked into the hospital room. Once out of earshot, Jack smiled. "But you're welcome."