Dave had come over 45 minutes later,as he had said. He stood outside,shivering slightly in the night breeze,and rang the doorbell. 5 very cold minutes later,Krystal opened the door. "Hey." Dave said,teeth chettering slightly. "Hi." Krystal said,moving away from the door so he could come in. He walked into the dark hallway and looked blindly around. Krystal turned the light on and he looked at her arm. He had half the mind to ask what happened but didn't because he was here for one thing and one thing only and that was to talk about Jasmyne. Dave walked to the living room in the dark,Krystal following closely. Dave sat on the couch and looked at Krystal. Krystal looked at her newly bandaged arm. "Okay...Let's talk about Jasmyne." Dave said,trying to get warm.Krystal could see Dave was cold,so she went and got a blanket for him. "Let's talk about Jasmyne." Dave repeated,shrugging the blanket away from him. "Dave...Dave I promised her that you'd be here for her birthday." Krystal spat out. Dave looked at her in surprise. "Krystal,you know that was unfair for you to promise her that without even talking to me first." Dave said,still surprised. "I know..I know but I thought that you would take some time out of your busy schedule and spend our daugther's birthday with her." Krystal said,becoming upset. "But I see that you won't even do that for her!" Krystal continued,her voice rising. "You're doing it again Krystal." Dave said,trying to stay calm and keep his voice down. "What? What am I doing again?" Krystal asked,on her feet and yelling. "You're dragging Jasmyne into to this! Yes, I came to talk about her but you're using her as an excuse! And I'm sick of it!" Dave yelled as loud as Krystal had. "No, Im not using her as excuse! You just love to blame me of stuff don't you?" Krystal yelled,beginning to cry. Dave had had enough of this. He got up and walked to the door,opened it and left,slamming the door shut behind him. "Oh and just to let you know,I'm NOT pregnant!" Krystal yelled at the closed door. Dave didn't hear this. He was in his car about to leave. Dave took one final glance at the house and headed back to the hotel. Why does she insist on doing this? Why does she insist on putting me through Hell? Dave thought as he pulled into the hotel's parking lot. Dave sat in his car. Do I like blaming her of stuff? Dave shook his head,dimissing the thought. He got out of his car and walked slowly into the hotel. Then he remembered Krystal's arm. Did she?...No she wouldn't...Would she? Dave turned around and headed back to his car. Yes, he was mad at Krystal but still...She wouldn't...she's more than smart enough to not do that...But... Dave thought as he pictured her bandaged arm while driving. Dave pulled into the driveway and got out of the car. Dave looked at the dark house and assumed the worst. He knocked on the door a few times and then remembered where the spare key was. I hope she hasn't done something drastic...he thought as he dug around behind the bushes. Finally,he found the key and opened the door. He tried calling her name a few times. "Krystal? Krystal? Krystal please answer me." he called throughout the house. He looked up the stairs and saw that the light in the bedroom was on. Turning on the hall lights while walking up the stairs,he saw drops of blood on the stairs. He quickened his pace up the seemingly endless stairs. Finally, he came to the top of the stairs and pushed the half-closed door open. "Krystal? Where are you? Answer me Krystal." Dave said,worrying and looking around the room. His eyes fell on Krystal's crumpled body on the bed. "Krystal...Please answer me...Please...wake up and answer me." Dave pleaded,holding her in his arms and blinking back tears. Krystal stirred slowly. She opened her eyes slowly and looked at Dave. "D-Dave?" Dave held Krystal close to him and cried. "I-I thought...I thought I lost you." Dave cried into Krystal's shoulder. "You'll never lose me..Never..I love you Dave and you know that." Krystal whispered,holding Dave close. Dave looked at her and she wiped the tears from his eyes and held him closer. Dave sniffed and still looked at her. "Krystal...w-what happened to your arm?" he asked,looking at her arm and rubbing it gently. Krystal turned her face from Dave. "I-It's n-nothing really...it just got cut..." she said,still not looking at him. "Tell me how it got cut Krystal...You can tell me anything...you know that." Dave said,turning her face back to his. Krystal let tears stream silently down her cheeks and onto Dave's hand before sayng anything. "I-I cut it." Krystal mumbled. Dave looked at her and softly asked,"Why?" she just shook her head and looked away from him again. "Krystal..Talk to me...I know I'm not your favorite person in the world right now but please talk to me." Dave continued softly. Krystal kept her face turned from him and whispered, "It's not that you aren't my favorite person in the world right now...it's just that..." she trailed. "It's just that what?" Dave asked,trying to get her to look at him and was failing miserably. "It's just...I love you and I don't want to drive you away but I do and I don't understand why...so I gussed that if we kept our distances, there'd be no way to drive you further away from me...and Jasmyne." Krystal said,finally looking at Dave and crying. Dave held her close and whispered, "You can never drive me away from you or Jasmyne. I love you both too damn much." Krystal laid her head on his shoulder and fell asleep.