(I don't own black lagoon or any of the characters in this story, except OCs)

(one week later)

Dutch opened the hospital room door, greeted by Revy arguing with a nurse.

"And why the fuck cant i smoke in here?" Revy yelled.

"Because you could ignite the oxygen tank next to you, killing pretty much everyone on this floor." the nurse said, smirking a little when Revy sighed and put the cigarette back in its pack. The nurse noticed dutch, smiled, and left the room.

"God dammit Revy, this room looks like a dump." Dutch said, looking at the dirty dishes and empty Bacardi bottles lying on every surface."At this rate if he wakes up, you'll scare him into another coma."

Revy shot him a serious look for a second. "He will wake up Dutch." then her feature suddenly relaxed "But i get your fuckin point, looks like a goddamn animal was living in here."she sighed. Dutch nodded in silent approval.

"Well anyway, i just stopped by to see if you needed anything, got you some more clothes from your apartment. Plus a little extra." Dutch said, tossing a small backpack toward her. She caught it, smiling when she heard the clink of glass inside.

"Thanks dutch, im good for now though. I'll call if anything happens."

Dutch nodded.

"Hows he doing?"

Revy looked over at the bed. Rock was lying on his back, eyes half open. Fresh bandages covered his shoulder wound, and more were expertly wrapped around his damaged hand. His eyes were still half-open and glossy. Dutch noticed how upset revy looked. 'Fuck, for both their sakes i hope he pulls outta this.'Dutch thought. "Rock seems okay, he lost some fingers, But his shoulder was god the bullet went straight through. But..." she said, a distressed look crossing her face for a second," He hasn't shown any sign of waking up." Dutch simply nodded and turned around. He stopped in the doorframe before walking out. "Im worried about both of you..." He said, too low for Revy to hear.

(later, around midnight)

One of the Bacardi bottles clattered to the floor, empty of its contents. The other bottle was being strattled between Revy's legs. She was sitting in a fold out chair, her back to the bed,with her feet planted on the wall.

"Fuckin A. I gotta thank dutch for this shit. its grade Awesome!" she laughed aloud before downing another glass and clumsily pouring herself another. "Cheers partner!" She slurred,leaning back more and tapping her glass against the one she put in his bandaged hand. It splashed slightly, wetting the wrappings. She downed another glass, and set it on a small table next to his bed. Absentmindedly she lit up a cigarette. "Fucking docs tellin' me i cant smoke here. It 'aint like i'm gunna shove my cig in the damn tank!" She burst out laughing, stopping only after taking a long drag from her cig. Revy leaned back and hung her head behind her, staring at Rock, taking in the scene before her. IVs hung from various racks, at least two were in his arms, mixing in his system along with a large blood bag.

Revy exhaled, blowing a large cloud of smoke that seemed to drift over both of them. "Rock" she said but something was... almost sweet, yet sad in her voice. "I know you can hear me. I need you to wake up now. Dutch and Benny are worried...im worried, Rock." She took another long drag from her cigarette as sleep began to creep up on her.

She smiled tiredly. "I see i outdrank you again. here, lemme finish off your last glass." She stood up, stumbling over to the bed. Lightly grabbing the glass from his bandaged hand, she downing it in one swig. Revy tried to put the glass on the table next to him, but lost her balance, landing with her head on his chest. the glass shattered on the floor. "i hope you dont mind if i just stay here tonight, do you rocky baby?" she said chuckling a bit, and pulling the rest of her body up on the hospital bed. as sleep enveloped her consciousness, she could have sworn she heard him say her name.

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Rock blinked as his vision slowly returned to him, the dark room slowly becoming clearer. 'Where am i? What the hell happened?' The questions bolted through his head, but his mind felt groggy and unclear. Slowly his senses came back to him, starting with his smell. The overwhelming scent of Bacardi assaulted his nostrils. He became dizzy for a second as he got used to the, for some reason familiar, smell. His ears slowly began to come back to life, hearing a muffled voice. 'Who's here?' he wondered, struggling to hear the sound over the ringing in his ears. For what seemed like an eternity his ears strained, focusing on the muffled noise. His ears tuned in as a small billow of smoke wafted in front of his eyes. "... Dutch and Benny are worried... im worried, Rock."

'Who is rock? and Who is she?' we wondered, then heard movement. He tried to turn his head, but his body wasnt responding. All he could do was stare at the dark ceiling and the smoke wafting in the air. "I see i outdrank you again." the voice said with a chuckle. "Here, lemme finish off your last glass." More movement, followed by the feeling of something being taken from his hand. 'Why didnt i know i had something in my hand? What the fuck is going on!' His mind raced, making him more frightened every second.

Suddenly he heard someone moving again, followed by the sound of glass breaking. the sound sent a wave of fear overwhelming his body. His heart skipped a beat as something landed on his chest. His sense of feeling began to come back to him. The object felt... warm, and soft. Rock focused on the object, and felt it pulll the rest of itself on the bed.'Its a person! Who is it? You have to do something!' His mind screamed at him. Just then the voice spoke to him. "I hope you dont mind if i just stay here tonight, do you Rocky baby?" The voice said with a tired chuckle. 'That word... no, name again! Who is... am i Rock?'

He struggled with all his might to look up. Finally his neck gave in and slowly moved his head up. Rock's eyes looked toward his chest, and a wave of calm rushed over him. A beautiful young redheaded girl lay on his chest, her eyes closing just as he looked up. A burnt out cigarette hung from her smiling, yet somewhat distressed face. 'You know who this is!' His mind yelled at him, 'Think dammit!' He focused on her face as hard as he could, searching his brain for the answer. Suddenly a word sprung to life in his mind. His mouth began to move, sound struggling to come out. He pushed himself as hard as he could, using as much control of his body as he couldto speak. Finally a faint wind blew from his mouth, carrying the word bouncing through his skull with it.

"R-Revy?"

Hey guys its ThatGuy! hope you guys like the chapter so far! And thanks for the pointer "Darth cuddles the Destroyer". My comp is garbage, but I did go through again and Fix mistakes I made before because, y'know, Phone. Will try to bust out as many chapters as I can, for some reason I tend to have a lot of free time in the army. Who knew? anyways thanks for reading and Keep leavin reviews/suggestions/hatemail/whatever! I don't care as long as its something! -Thatguy