Authors Note, ok so I just got back from the beach for two weeks with my sister. Sorry about the lack of updates. Anyway, read and review. Anywho, this chapter is kinda based on actual events.

Both McKnight and I woke up about the same time, from a nice nap on the couch, the TV just black and white fuzz. It took me a minute to realize what woke us up.

Someone was knocking on the damn door.

McKnight began to swear, I looked at my watch, 3:12. Perfect.

Rubbing my eyes I got up and made my way to the door. I peeked out the hole and saw Sanderson standing there, I opened the door and he looked at me. A blue plastic bag in his hand.

"I bought her the wrong ice cream," was his answer to me.

I opened the door and let him in, "She threw ya out for that?"

Sanderson shook his head, "No. She somehow drew the conclusion that low fat ice cream meant I thought she was fat and was cheating on her with the cashier."

I forced myself not to smile, he was half awake. Dark circles were under his tired eyes. He also still had his bag and house keys in hand. "You can have the couch," I told him.

Sanderson nodded and made his way into the living room, dropping on the couch that had a beer bottle and chapel information. He dropped the bag of ice cream and was probably asleep before it hit the floor.

Thank god McKnight had went into his bedroom. I don't think even he would have stopped Sanderson. With a sigh I bent down and picked up the bag of ice cream and put it in the freezer. I shut out the lights and turned off the TV, then headed upstairs.

Down the hall but to my surprise Diana was not asleep, she was seated on the floor by her side of the bed. Books and magazines scattered across the floor. I closed the bedroom door and she looked up at me, her eyes were red.

Immediately I walked over to her, "What's wrong?"

She bit her lip and took a ragged breath. Unable to say anything.

I took a seat beside her and noticed what she was reading. My heart fell through the floor faster then I thought, my breath was gone. If I hadn't been seated I would have ended up on the floor.

Quietly she cried, "I just felt it a few hours ago."

I stared at the magazines. The pictures. The information on tests. Then the books about it and all the little pink ribbons.

Diana fell against my arm, I wrapped my arms around her and held her as close as I could, "Did you call the hospital?" She nodded in my chest, "Tomorrow at noon I am going in to see Raphael."

I felt her cry against my chest, the hot tears.

It ripped me apart inside. A helpless feeling filled me. All I could do was hold her closer and close my eyes or I would begin to cry too. I kissed the top of her head and just rocked her until she stopped crying, until she fell asleep against my chest.

Even then I didn't move.

Instead I held her and stared at those little pink ribbons until I couldn't, I closed my eyes and dropped my head back against the mattress. Memories of my grandmother on Chemo came back. Seeing her slowly go bald. Slowly get paler and paler. Hearing her throw up on Thanksgiving. Even watching her get her treatments, but then she would joke about her fake breast.

When I opened my eyes I saw those little pink ribbons.

I reached up and grabbed the phone, I dialed the number before I could think twice.

Albert's sleepy voice came over the phone, "Yeah?"

I breathed once then spoke quietly so I wouldn't wake her up, "She found'a lump."

"Huh? What….who is this?"

"It's me."

"Hoot? Did Momma finda lump?" Albert immediately asked, wide-awake. I shook my head and remembered he couldn't see me, "No. Diana."

"Fuck. Aight. I'm comin up."

"The front door's unlocked," I told him.

"Don't worry man…..it's probably nothin." Albert told me before he hung up.