A/N: This is a chapter 3 re-write! I hope that you enjoy it! Thanks, Jesseca :)

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Chapter 3 -

"Have the results come back yet?" Emily Quartermaine asked her father, as they sat in her baron hospital room.

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

"It isn't temporary, is it?" Emily said, her voice shaky with fear.

Hanging his head, "I'm sorry, Em-"

"Don't," Emily said, "Just don't be sorry for me, Dad. That's the last thing that I want,"

"I know, I know, sweetheart," squeezing her hand, "Listen, we're going to do everything we can for you, Em. I know it sounds hard but you can get through this,"

"Can you please, just leave me alone for a while, Dad?" Emily asked, kindly.

Alan nodded. He bent down and kissed his daughter's forehead before leaving the room. Emily covered her face with her hands, and began to cry. Her entire world was crumbling at her feet and she had no idea what to do next? Crying wasn't going to accomplish anything, she decided after a labored breath. "Don't let this break you down, Emily," she told herself, quietly.

Slowly, she threw the covers from her legs and drew a breath. She reached for the nightstand that sat beside her hospital bed, and gently stood up. Shakily, she reached for the doorknob. Holding onto it, she walked into the hallway. Wrapping her robe tighter around herself, she gripped the walls as she walked. Her legs felt limp, but she continued until she felt herself ram into something... rather someone.

"Emily, what are you doing?" his voice was soft, as he pulled her close to him.

"Jase," she sobbed into his chest, "Why is this happening?"

Smoothing her hair, he told her, "Everything's gonna be okay,"

She soon calmed down, and he offered to walk her back to her room. Once she was settled back into her bed, she apologized. "I'm sorry for crying all over you. It's just... I don't know what to do."

He nodded.

"Everything's so messed up right now," she said. "Me and Nikolas are getting divorced. And he's with Courtney about to have a baby. We were suppose to have that baby, Jase." she sighed. "I guess things don't always go as planned."

"You're strong, Emily. You beat that cancer. You're going to pull through this too." he assured her.

A smile formed on her lips, "Thanks, Jase, for everything."

Pulling her into a hug, he kissed her forehead, "You don't need to thank me."

"I'll come by tomorrow," he told her before leaving the room.

Emily's Dream

Emily sat on the edge of her hospital bed, combing her hair when he walked into the room. His chocolate eyes roamed over her until they landed on her face. Walking towards her, he removed the hair brush from her hands and kissed her lips. Pulling away from her, he smiled. "Are you ready to get out of here?"

"Are you kidding? I was beginning to think I was going to have to pay somebody off."

"Okay then, let's go." he smiled, taking her hand in his own and leading her out of the door. His arm, protectively, wrapped around her in a comforting hold. She rested her head on his shoulder, as they walked. "I love you, Sonny."

He then kissed her forehead, "I love you too, honey."

The End Of Emily's Dream

"Emily? Emily?"

She woke up with a start, her body shaking. What in the hell had just happened?

"Sonny?"

"I'm right here," he said, grabbing her hand. "Are you okay?"

Her lips curved into a smile, "Yeah, it was just a dream."

A/N: Please, tell me what you think:)