A/N: Hi, ya'll! Thanks, so much for your reviews and support! It means more than I can say. I hope that you like this next chapter. I apologize if it's a little short but I'm trying to build up the story. Thanks again, Jesseca :)

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Chapter 2 -

"I'll help you," Bobby Spencer said, taking hold of Emily'shand to pull her out of the chair.

"No, no," Emily protested, pulling away from the Nurse, "I can do this on my own."

"Emily, it isn't a big deal," Bobby said. "I do this with all of my patients."

"I don't need your damn help, okay?" Emily said with tears in her eyes, as she struggled to rise to her feet.

"Okay," Bobby said, looking over at her ex-son-in-law who stood in the doorway.

"Thank you!" she rose from the chair, but quickly stumbled backwards.

"Hey, hey, I've got you." Sonny said, catching her in his arms, "You're okay."

"Damn-it!" Emily groaned, unable to cope with defeat.

"Come on," Taking her hand, he guided her to the bed. She lied down and rested her head on the pillows. "There you go."

"I'll be back to check on you in a little while," Bobby said, touching Emily hand as she walked out of the room.

Emily ran her hands through her hair and fought back the tears. She felt as though she was trapped in some kind of nightmare that would never end. Blind. Emily Quartermaine was blind. "I'm sorry-" she whispered.

"You've got nothing to be sorry for," Sonny assured her, sitting at her bedside.

"Emily?"

"Dad?" Emily could hear the worry in her father's voice but didn't call him on it.

"Hey, sweetheart." he said, moving to her bedside. "How are you feeling?"

"I'd feel a lot better if I could see,"

"Em, we need to talk." Alan began-

"I'm gonna go now, but I'll be back later." Sonny said, squeezing Emily's hand.

"You don't have to come back. She needs her family with her right now. Not minipulative, criminals, who are only out for themselves." Alan sneered.

"Dad, stop it." Emily said. "Now, isn't the time to argue. Thank you for everything, Sonny."

After Sonny left, Alan looked back at his daughter and shook his head. "You've got nothing to thank him for, Emily."

"Please Dad, I'm really not in the mood for a lecture right now," Emily begged him.

Sighing, "Okay, okay."

"Have the test results come back yet?"

"That's what we need to talk about," Alan said, reaching for his daughter's hand.

"It isn't temporary, is it?"

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