A/N: In fact I decided that I was going to put an other song in the story, it's Nickelback, Photograph. Hope you like the story!

Hours later, Lilly slowly opened the eyes and saw that she really was at the hospital. She thought at first that what happened yesterday was only a dream, that she woke up in her bed, and nothing of what happened arrived.

She turned her head towards the bed and saw Scotty, still unconscious. She hoped that at least he didn't suffered, and that he knew she was there. She looked at the other side of the room, there was Nick and Will. They were all asleep, Nick's head laying on Will's shoulder. A slight smile appeared on her lips at the sight of this. But her mind focussed back to Scotty.

She ran her hand down his cheek, touching his warm skin, feeling the shape of his face. She sat back on her chair and put her hand on her laps.

Then the door slowly opened and Stillman's head popped through the opened the door. "Hey." He said, a slight smile on his lips. "You're awake." He added, and he turned his head to look at Vera and Jeffries. "That's not the case for the two of them." He joked, trying to make Lilly smile, but only a weak smile appeared on her face.

"Hey, here's your coffee." Stillman said, handing her a goblet of warm coffee.

"Thanks..." She replied, taking the goblet and took a sip of it.

Then she looked back at Scotty and felt a small pain in her chest. She took a deep breath and looked up at the window in front of her.

"I'm coming back... I... I'm just going to have a little walk..." She said, while standing up.

Stillman nodded and Lilly passed him. She walked out of the room rapidly, and went towards the exit door. It was night, and the dark sky was sprinkled of big grey clouds. When she arrived outside, she took a deep breath of fresh air, looking at the light of the city.

Then she got in her car and started driving. She drove through the city without any destination. Without doing it on purpose, she drove towards her borough, and passed her house. She looked at her house, and remembered the good time she passed with Scotty at her house.

We used to listen to the radio,

and sing along to every song we'd know.

We said someday we'd find out how it feels,

to sing to more than just the steering wheel.

She remembered this malicious smile that was often on his lips, how easy he could make her laugh, the warm of his skin and the sound of his voice. Tears started burning her eyes, and slowly ran down her cheek. She rapidly wiped them away and looked back at the road, not wanting to see her house anymore.

She felt empty in her, as if a part of her had left her and that she was searching it. But unfortunately, she couldn't found it, at least not now. She was blinded by a big cloud, which was in front of her, that prevent her from looking for this thing that was missing.

She continued her way, in the city. Images of Scotty going on her head. Remembering that she had been happy before, and making her feel more desesperate.

Every memory of lookin' out the back door,
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor,
It's hard to say it, time to say it,
Good-bye good-bye.

Knowing that maybe all of these images would maybe be a dream, good memories among the bad ones, and smiles among tears. It was painfull for her to think about all these memory.

She finally went back to the hospital, ten minutes later. She entered in it and returned in the room. Scotty was still unconscious and there was only Jeffries in the room now.

"Where are Stillman and Vera?" She asked him, while sitting down on the chair next to Scotty.

"Stillman had to come back home and Vera told me he has something to do." He answered calmly.

Lilly nodded and looked back at Scotty. He looked so fragile and vulnerable. She had never saw him like that, he had always wanted to seem strong in front of her, to make her feel safe.

Having a little walk had made her feel a little bit better. But the pain and the sadness were still torturing her inside.