I ran through the hospital doors and up to the front desk. Behind it sat a woman with slightly graying hair. "May I go up to Dave Bautista's room?" I asked breathlessly,Randy right behind me,breathing hard. The nurse asked me my realation to Dave and my some I.D. I reallllly do not have time for this I thought as I rambled throguh my wallet and chucked my driver's liscense at her and hurridly explained that I was Dave's girlfriend. She looked at me than at my liscense and said I couldn't go up. I reached acrossed the desk and grabbed the collar of her uniform. "Listen, my boyfriend is up there and I have to see him and make sure he's okay." I said through tears and clenched teeth. Randy tried to pry my fingers off of her. I accidently elbowed him in an attempt to shrug him off of me. I let go of the lady's collar and loked at her blankly. "Why I never!" she exclaimed,straightening her collar. "I'm sorry. Krystal's not herself right now. She's usually very sweet." Randy explained. The woman looked at Randy,an eyebrow raised. "Would it be too much to ask,that if you get any updates on Dave that you tell us?" Randy asked sweetly. The woman's facial expression softened and she replied with a small smile, "Yes,I'll tell you." A/N: Randy sure has a way with the ladies doens't he? Randy grabbed my hand and led my to the waiting room. I let him guide me and sit down in the chair. I saw out the corner of my eye, a girl,who couldn't have been any older than me,burst through the front door. She ran into the arms of a guy and asked him, "Is he going to live?" The guy looked down at her,tears flowing from his eyes and shook his head slowly. The girl fell to her knees crying. I felt bad for the girl. Then I found myslef asking, Is Dave going to live?