(A/N): Okay, here's chapter 3. Thanks for the people who have reviewed!

The ambulance was putting Allyson in when her biology teacher came running outside.

"What happened?" he exclaimed.

"Apparently she was shoved down a flight of stairs. The reason is unknown," the attendant explained.

"Why?" was all he could say. Danny was next to Allyson, holding her hand. Her teacher left back to his classroom.

"Okay, you," the attendant said, "You can't come with her, unless you're immediately family."

"But I am. Well, not exactly. Her father won't care, he's an alcoholic and her mother's never home; so I'm her closest to any of that," Danny explained painfully, his eyes welled up with a thousand tears.

"Okay, then what's your relationship?"

"I'm her boyfriend."

"Fine, get in the back," he sounded annoyed. Danny sat in a chair next to her and held her hand tightly. He gently kissed her cut lips and whispered to God that she would live.

He had to sit in the lobby while they examined and tested her for what else that could have happened to her. He fell asleep a few hours later. A nurse woke him up and said he could see her.

"So, what's the news?" Danny asked.

"Well, she has cuts and bruises everywhere, and she has a broken wrist and a sprained shoulder. Her head will probably hurt for a while. But she will be fine in time. We also sent her father to a rehab center. So you will be staying at her house for a while to take care of her," the nurse explained.

"That will be fine. All I ask is to be with her."

"You should also make sure she drops out of her high school too. She can't afford to keep coming here," she added.

"Allyson, I know you probably can't hear me but I want you to know that you will be okay and that I love you. You will always be my one and only Peaches. And you'll never have to go to your high school again," Danny whispered. And he fell asleep again.

It was around two in the morning when he awoke to the feeling of his hand being squeezed tightly.

"Ally, is that you?" he asked groggily.

"Yeah, where am I?"

"You're in the hospital."

"Why?"

"Someone pushed you down the stairs face first. Don't worry, you'll be fine since you're dropping out of that high school," he brought a shy smile to his face. She was going to be fine. He leaned forward and kissed her again.

"Everything's going to be alright," he whispered, "It will be. Because you and I both believe in the magic."

Okay, do you think everything will be okay? Or will it get ugly again? Dun dun dun! Review please!