Collins and Angel walked home, with Collins arm tight around Angel keeping her close to him; he was very worried about her. She kept her hand on his shoulder, and the whole time they walked; neither of them said a word, just a silent walk in the night.

When they got home Collins opened the door for Angel, as usual. Angel had her arm around her stomach; it was obvious she wasn't feeling well. Since Collins could tell she wasn't feeling well when they got in the door. He shut the door and then turned around and carefully picked her up, swiping her feet off the floor but putting his arm under her knees.

As he was holding her she rested her head on his shoulder. He walked her over to the couch and layed her down carefully. She sat up, bringing her knees up to her chest. She had her arms crossed on her knees and she leaned her head down on her knees. Neither of them had said anything yet, the moment was still and silent and Collins kneeled next to her.

A piece of her wig fell in her face. She didn't care though, she honestly just barely cared about anything at the moment, and something felt wrong. Collins sighed silently and leaned his hand up and moved the hair out of her face, reviling her big brown eyes filled with pain, which killed him inside.

He leaned in to place a small kiss on her lips, but she turned her head away before he could. He leaned back and looked down. She just didn't want to kiss him at the moment, for some reason it just seemed like she didn't have the strength to, she felt very weak. He could understand, she did look like she was in pain and probably wasn't in the kissing mood, which was fine with him.

She slowly uncurled from her position. She carefully stood up, him watching her every move. She walked over a little still in front of the couch but just over to other side. He looked up at her with worry in his eyes. She was just standing still not moving. He opened is mouth to say something but before he knew it, she fainted. She fell right to the ground he tried to catch her, but he was too frozen to move. Only her hand landed in his lap.

He looked down and stared at the ring on her finger. It was all he could do for a moment. His breathing got heavy, the love of his life who would sound marry him was laying there passed out. He looked around tears starting to form in his eyes, what was he suppose to do. He was scared, but he knew he had to do something.

He quickly got up but not taking his eyes off of her. He looked down at her and kept his gaze locked on her. A small tear fell down his dark cheek. He leaned down and picked her up, holding her passed out body in his arms. He quickly went in the bedroom carefully opened the door. He cautiously grabbed a small blanket and put it on top of her, and tried his best to cover her up with it, he was going to take her to the hospital and even though she was unconscious he didn't want her to be cold.

He turned around and carefully went opened the door once again to leave the bedroom, then opened the door to the loft. He carried her down the steps, holding her tight and close to him, then out of the building on the cold dark streets of New York. He made his way to the closet hospital he knew, he was glad they didn't take there coats off when they got home, it was extremely cold out.

He finally arrived at the hospital. He sighed at first and looked down at her. He leaned down and kissed the top of her head before quickly going inside. He walked into the emergency room and did his best explaining everything to the doctors there. They understood enough and took her into a hospital room, to do there examination and everything they had to.

Collins sat out in the emergency waiting room, for hours. He looked down and twiddled his thumbs. He was so scared, and worried. Why did this happen? Why did it have to happen? Why her? He leaned down and kept his head in his hands. Till he heard some one approach. He looked up and a doctor was standing in front of him.

"Will she be ok?" Collins said while standing up.

"Were not sure, he will need to stay over night. I suggest you go home now." The doctor said sternly. Collins shook his head.

"As long as she's here, I'm not leaving" The doctor just nodded.

"Very well…" He said and walked away, as he walked away Collins sat back down and felt more tears form in his eyes.

He did as he said he would. He stayed there the whole night. He didn't even move out of the chair he was sitting in. He just stayed there all night. He didn't sleep, he barely breathed. He stared at one wall, one spot the whole night. Thinking, of almost nothing, but her and what was all going to come from this.

It was eventually morning. The sun was just starting to rise, not that he even noticed. The doctor came out again, same one. He sighed, he was surprised to see Collins was still there. He walked over to him. Collins was still staring but looked up when he heard the doctor say something.

"He's awake, you can see him now."

More in chapter 5