Sorry there's been longer wait between this chapter and the last. My computer has been messed up, and this chapter has been harder to write than the rest. Like most people, my dad's (or other close people in my life) never been shot, so I don't know how someone would feel, and I want to make sure I portray everyone's emotions well. Please read and review and tell em if I did okay.

Kristina and Thalia looked at one another in horror and Kristina burst into tears. "How? Is he going to be okay?" she asked.

"Is he going to die?" Thalia asked.

"The doctors don't know yet, but he's lost a lot of blood. He needs one of you guys to give him blood. Morgan's already gone. Mom wants you two to go give your blood too," Michael told them.

"Where is he?" Kristina asked, thoughts of Jamie and her mother already leaving her head.

"He's here on the island. Once you guys go and give blood we all have to come back to the hotel and it's going to be put under lock down," Michael explained.

"Well, come one, let's go," Kristina said, not even bothering to take her things with her. She ran ahead, and when she noticed no one else was close behind her added, "Come on! The quicker we get there the quicker we can save him."

Michael led them through the hotel and to the front, where a car was already waiting for them. The hurried and Michael said, "Marco, you know where to go. Please hurry up. We need to get there as soon as possible."

Kristina hugged Thalia, who was also crying and said, "It'll be okay. Whenever daddy gets hurt, he always promises us he'll be okay, and he's never lied once. He'll be okay.

Thalia nodded, "Yeah, he'll be all right."

Michael hated to see his sisters like this. He hated knowing what they didn't, and not being able to tell them. He saw their tears and couldn't help but tell them, even though his mother asked him not to.

"Krissy, Li Li, they don't if he's going to make it," Michael said gently. "Mom didn't want me to tell you until they know more, but you guys need to know. I'm really sorry."

Kristina was frozen. "N-no. No, it can't be true. He's not– he, he can't, he won't."

Michael hugged her and said, "Kris, the bullet went through near his spine. They don't know how much they can do for him. They need to remove it. Even if he does survive, he could end up paralyzed."

"So, my daddy could die?" Thalia asked, quivering. "How could he be gone. That's not possible. Mikey, please tell me it's not true, that this is some sick joke."

"I wish I could Thalia, but I can't. Dad could die," Michael told her as they pulled up to the hospital. The three of them got out and stood in front of the hospital, none of them wanting to go in.

"Michael, how could you be so calm about this? Our dad could die, and you're acting like nothing is happening. God, you don't even care, do you?" Kristina accused.

"Of course I care, Kris, I can't believe you said that. Of course I care. He's my dad too you know, just because there's no biology," Michael said, upset.

"I know Mike, I'm sorry, I'm just really upset," she apologized. "This is really hard for me. I never thought I'd lose him."

"I know, Kris. Look, you guys, please be calm around mom, she's stressed enough as it is," Michael told them.

Both Kristina and Thalia nodded as Michael took their hands and led them into the hospital. Thalia saw Carly and said, "Mom!" as she ran into her arms. Kristina stood back, not wanting to interrupt them. Once again, she felt jealous of her sister. If Alexis knew what had happened, she wouldn't have even cared.

"Hell, she would have been happy, that's how much she hates him," Kristina said to herself, looking at Carly.

"Come here, Kris," Carly said, arms wide open, ready for a hug. "You can go see daddy in a minute. They just want to take your blood first. Is that okay?"

"Yeah, it's fine. Where do I go," she asked, trying to compose herself.

Carly pointed her the right way, and a doctor said, "Have you had blood drawn before?"

Kristina nodded and he continued, "Okay, good so you know what we're going to do. This will be quick."

Kristina nodded again and followed the doctor. She didn't care how long it took. She didn't even care if it took all night, as long as her father was safe. He was all Kristina had in the world, he was the only person who had always been there for her, no matter what.

She closed her eyes as the needle went into her skin and didn't open them until the doctor told her she was done. She ignored their recommendations of food or juice and went right to her father's hospital room.

She watched him laying there, helpless. She hated seeing her father in when he was hurt. No matter what anyone told her, she always believed her father was the strongest man in the world. Seeing him like this, barely surviving, made it hard for her to go on believing that. Kristina looked at the machines Sonny was hooked up to, the machines that secretly scared her, but she'd always had to be strong for her father. She was getting good at hiding it. Sonny had been badly hurt, three, maybe four times since Kristina went to live with him. She'd gotten used to the stress, but never the fear, even when the doctor's had said he'd be fine. Now, when it was real danger, she was more scared than ever.

Kristina entered the room and found Carly there, holding Sonny's hand. "Where's everyone else?" Kristina asked.

"Praying in the chapel. They were going to wait for you, but I told them you'd want to see daddy first," Carly told her.

"You were right, as always," Kristina said, smiling for the first time since she found out about Sonny.

"There's that beautiful smile," Carly said, smiling yourself. "You know, your dad always said that your smile was contagious and he's right. Do you want to be alone with him for a few minutes?"

"Yeah, if you don't mind Carly. I just want to talk to him for a little while. I can't lose him, you know," she replied.

"Of course, it's fine honey. I don't want to lose him either," Carly said, getting up to go. "Let me know when you're done, okay?" Carly added, giving her a quick hug.

Kristina sat down next to her father and just took his hand, not knowing what to say. His eyes were closed, and he seemed to be asleep, but Kristina knew he could hear her. He had told her he could always hear her the first time he got shot during the time she knew him. "Daddy," she said, fighting back tears, "I know you wouldn't want me to be crying, that you'd want me to be strong, but I can't help it. Daddy, I'm so scared for you. You've never been hurt this bad. The doctors are saying you might die, but I know you won't, daddy, you can't. You promised me you would always be here. I don't know what I would do without you. I know there's Carly, and Michael, Morgan and Thalia, but you've been the only constant in my life since I was three. I can't imagine life without you. Please, just make it through daddy, for all of us, for your two little princesses, and your boys, and Carly. You guys have worked so hard to get where you are. Don't let that go. Please survive daddy. You're the strongest man I know, and I know you can pull through this. I love you," Kristina finished, tears streaming down her face and onto her father's bed. She kissed his head and then went to get Carly.

Carly hugged her when she saw her tears and said, "How did it go? Are you okay sweetie?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. It was fine. I just hate seeing him like that. Its my daddy, you know? If he dies, I don't know what I would do," Kristina told her.

"I know how you feel," Carly said, also crying. "I don't want to lose him either. What are you going to do now? Do you want to go back to the hotel, or stay here?"

"I think I'll go say a prayer in the chapel. Then I'll decide what I'm going to do. I'm probably going to stay, but I might go back to the hotel. I'm really tired," Kristina said.

"Okay, I love you sweetie."

"I love you, too, Carly."

Kristina asked a nurse where the church was and the nurse showed to it, where she found her brothers and sister praying. She smiled at them and then went to light a candle.

Kristina stepped into the row behind her siblings and kneeled down. "Lord, please watch over my father," she whispered. "The five of us need him so badly. He's what keeps us together. I need my daddy so much. I know he doesn't always do the things he should, he doesn't have the most honorable profession, but please don't make us suffer for it. Please, let him survive. Also please watch over Lila until we can all be with her again, and watch over Aunt Kristina." Kristina crossed herself and then added, "Our Father, who art in Heaven, holloweth be thy name, thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in Heaven. And give us this day, our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us; and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Amen."

Thalia, Michael, and Morgan stood up with their sister and they all hugged one another. "What do you guys want to do? I don't want to leave dad or mom alone, but we can't stay here all night," Morgan said.

"How about if we stay in shifts? Everyone here knows us, so they'll let us stay past visiting hours. Two of us can stay for twelve hours and then we can switch," Thalia suggested.

Kristina nodded and said hurriedly, "Me and Morgan will stay first. Then Michael and Thalia could come, and Morgan and I will go back to the hotel."

"Okay," Michael and Thalia agreed.

"Let's just say good-bye to mom and dad," Michael added.

They did just that, but when they reached the room, Sonny and his bed were gone.

"Carly, where is he? Did something happen?" Kristina asked, scared.

"I don't know. They had to take him into emergency surgery. You guys can go home if you," Carly answered, trying to sound calm, but her children were not fooled.

"Mom, Krissy and I are going to stay for a while and then Thalia and Michael are going to take over, okay? We don't want you to be alone," Morgan told his mother.

Carly nodded as Michael and Thalia hugged her.

When they left, Kristina and Morgan sat down, looking at the empty spot where the bed used to be. They were both thinking about Sonny, and how worried about him they were. Carly could see the looks in their eyes, and hated seeing her children like this. She often wished Sonny would give up the business, but she knew he would never do that. He was too loyal to everyone in the Five Families, and too protective of his family. Leaving the business would make him too vulnerable, and what would he do with his territory? He couldn't sell it unless he sold it to enemies, and in that case he would still be involved in the mob.

Okay, nobody worry, Sonny's not leaving the mob, but we all know Carly would like him to. And sorry if you're not Catholic or whatever and I offended you by using the prayer. But Sonny's religious, and therefore his children would be too, so I just presented that. Please review.