I knew Bailey was trying to get my mind off of Spot and I felt tears well up in my eyes. I didn't want to cry anymore and I was thankful Bailey was trying to help. I wanted everything to be ok and everyone to be alright. I didn't want a repeat of things happening because of me.

"Whudder ye thinkin bout!" Bailey slapped me upside the head again, this time not on the bad side. "I know dat look."

"Bai, I just.." Suddenly I felt dizzy and quickly grabbed on to something close to me.

"Angel!" Doodles screamed grabbing my arm to help me stand.

"Race! Jack! Someone. Quick she needs a docta!" Bailey yelled ooking around frantically.

"S'matta?" Jack asked running over to us.

"I swea shes gotta concussion. She needs a doc. She almost just fainted er somethin."

"Alright lemme handle it." Jack said picking me up.

"Jack put me down I'm fine." I said kicking my legs. "Oh wow." I said suddenly putting my head on his shoulder as I felt a sharp pain in my head.

"An ye call dat fine?" I could hear the annoyance in his voice. "I swea ye need te stop relyin on yerself an accept help at times Angel. Both ye an Bai act the same. Ye both always try and pull things off like its always fine."

I didn't have anything to say. He was right, I try to make everything thing always seem ok when they aren't. But when its obvious that its not fine I break down.

"I'm sorry." I said as I closed my eyes and heard Jack repeatedly call my name as it got softer till I heard nothing.

I faintly heard voices around me. I couldn't make them out at first but I could tell partially someone was mad. I couldn't pick out any voice in particular but I know they were familiar voices. The longer I listened the more clear the voices got.

"Sit down will you? Geeze! If dat bullet didn't kill ye I will."

"Hey! I wake up an find me goil possibly in a coma! Whudd de hell did ye guys do te her!"

I slowly opened my eyes but I couldn't make out what I was seeing. I turned over on my side and propped myself up on one arm as I tried to stare at the floor. For a few seconds it was silent and my eyes still didn't focus on the floor boards. Someone came to the side of the bed and held me.

"Angel" I could tell it was Spot by the voice and his touch. I closed my eyes and just let him hold me. I felt so tired but I was so happy to hear his voice.

"Oh my god." I heard Bailey cry softly.

I opened my eyes a few times and tried to concentrate on Spot's face. His face became clearer after awhile and I looked into his eyes. He softly placed a hand on my cheek and then kissed my forehead. I grabbed his arm and squeezed it. I looked at Bailey and I saw Jack behind her, his arms around her neck. She was crying a little and smiled at me.

"Ye know, ye really scared me derre." Spot finally said bring his face closer to mine. "I thought I was gonna lose ye, like me mudda." I knew the look in Spot's eyes.

I almost began to cry as I hugged him tightly. "I thought I lost ye." I said after a minute or two.

Spot pulled away. "Nothin is keepin me from ye."

"Spot, I was so scared. It was all my fault." This time I began to cry. "If I didn-"

Spot put a finger up to my mouth to hush me. "I'm fine. It wasn't yer fault at all. Don't eva think dat. I'm alive an dats all dat mattas. Besides, I know ye thought he was gonna shoot ye instead of me. I can undastand whudd ye did, but don't eva scare me like dat again. I thought he was gonna kill ye as well."