"She's showing major improvement. There was a 75 chance you had fallen into a coma. Don't overcrowd her though, she might feel dizzy again," warned the doctor. "Call me if anything else happens." He then walked out of the room leaving Trinity with Paul Levesque.

"Angel, are you ok?"

"I'm feeling much better, thanks," replied Trinity, ignoring the nickname he had just called her. "While I was knocked out, I had a flashback to the day I was adopted. That was the first time I had freaked out like that and passed out. I thought it would be the last. Obviously not." A stained tear rolled down her cheek and Paul gently brushed it away with his thumb.

"Don't scare me like that ever again, do you understand me?" His voice started to crack and his eyes welled up. "I know we did not get off to the best start but I hope you know that I love you. You are an amazing, beautiful girl with a heart full of gold. I know you are angry at me for cheating on Joanie and to tell you the truth, I hated myself for a while after that. From that, Stephanie and I had a good thing going until I slept with Em. I was drunk and she wasn't. I guess it was just an opportunity for her. I'm not making excuses for it though, I realise that I am just as much to blame as she is, maybe even more. Before you came along, I didn't really understand the concept of love but now I do. Knowing you has made me want to settle down and have a family. I put my career before everyone else and I'm sorry for that, honestly. And although we may not see each other as much as we do now, know that I will always be thinking of you, sweet Trinity." Paul was openly crying which caused Trinity to cry as well. Paul leaned in and gave her a kiss on the forehead before hugging her. This may be his last chance. There was a knock at the door and the doctor came in. He gave Paul a solemn look and went over to Trinity's bedside.

"Hi, how are you feeling?"

"Much better," she replied, wiping the tears from her face.

"Well, if you're feeling better…there are some people who would like to talk to you." A woman and a man came in, the woman holding a small notepad and the man looked fierce. He turned his attention from Trinity and focused on Paul.

"Mr Levesque, come outside with me please." Paul got up and was about to leave when he was stopped by cries from Trinity.

"Where are you going? Leave him alone! Let him stay. I need him! I need my father."

The sound of that last sentence made Paul cry inside. She had never called him that before and it just sounded so right.

"I'm sorry but we need to interview you in private," the woman replied. "Security, please lead this man out." Paul reluctantly left but feared for Trinity's safety greatly. She started scream crying again, which only tore Paul inside even more. "Don't worry Paul," said the woman in a suspicious tone. "She'll be okay with me." It sent a shiver down his spine as he took one last look at Trinity and closed the door. What did they want in there with her? She was in a fragile state so the slightest thing they say could send her back into a panic attack again. All these queries were running fast through his mind. But all he could do was sit there and pray…

"Okay, Mr Levesque, you can go in now. The security guard opened the door for Paul to go in. As they made their way inside, the guard stopped Paul and leaned towards him. "By the way, I know this is a very bad time, but my three sons are massive fans of yours. Will you please sign an autograph for them?" Paul did not speak or even acknowledge what the guard had just said. He walked past the man, showing no sign of emotion. When he came in, he found Trinity slumped over the mysterious woman's arm sobbing.

"Paul, I'm glad you waited. You have an hour to talk to Trinity, after that, she's coming with us. I've heard enough, you are unfit to be her legal guardian. So we are taking her away from you. We're sending her to Australia to live with Joanie's aunt, Magdalena. Your time starts now." The woman ushered the guard out of the room, then carefully shut the door behind her. Paul sorrowfully looked at the frail figure in from of him and felt his insides rip apart. He couldn't live without her.