A big thanks to all my reviewers! This part is softer and more quiet than what the others have been, hopefully you'll enjoy it. Remind me and the next chapters shall be up soooon.

Chapter 32

Amy sat silently next to her boyfriend as he talked to the nurse about Jeff's condition. Trish was still in the hospital room with Jeff. The nurse had encouraged them to all to leave for the night so they could run a few more tests, but Trish was having a hard time leaving Jeff's side.

"Why don't you go and get her, baby?" Matt said, shooting Amy out of a day dream.

"No, she'll be out soon."

Without saying another word, Matt slipped his coat around his girlfriend as they both eyed the hallway where Trish should soon emerge from.

After a few minutes, the small blonde walked down the hallway. Amy quickly got up and approached her friend. "You alright?" She asked as she rubbed Trish's back.

"Yeah," She said as she wiped some mascara from under her brown eyes, "I'll be okay,"

The dark-haired brother walked up to them. "Well, should we get going?" He said as he toyed with Amy's hair.

"C'mon, Trish." Amy said as the couple turned from her. "You can come with us."

Chapter 33

That night, Trish couldn't sleep. Almost motionless, she layed in her hotel room bed. The scent of Jeff's shampoo filled the pillow he had slept on the night before, which she held into as if it were Jeff himself. She slipped under the covers, wrapping them around her like a cocoon. Realizing that she had to spend the night alone, without Jeff, for the first time in a while she began to cry. She had been with him last night--all though they didn't do much sleeping--and the night before that. They were only about a 10 minute drive away from each other, which was much better then being in a totally different country, but she didn't like the sense of non-security she had alone, and missed the sense of inner-warmth she experienced when he was holding her.

She looked down at herself. Sitting in a hotel room bed, worrying about Jeff Hardy. "Jeff Hardy," She repeated out loud. Who would've ever thought that she'd be in this mental state right now, crying her heart out because he was in the hospital. Her stomach grumbled. She hadn't eaten or changed her clothes since she left the hospital. The hospital. Jeff was still there, if not sleeping then probably thinking about her too. The green numbers on the clock read '12:34'. Without making a sound, she got up and grabbed her coat and shoes. Then quickly ran out the door.

As she drove the silent streets of a town she wasn't familiar with, she couldn't help but worry. She didn't know if they'd even let her in or not. And if that was the case, she'd just have to sneak in and see him. At this point, nothing could stop her.

Knowingly, she didn't even ask the nurse at the front desk if she could see Jeff. So she just took it upon herself to sneak in the back way without anyone noticing. The halls were dimly lit, not a lot of chaos going on so late at night. With her flip-flops slapping against the cold tiles, she tip-toed through the halls without trying to look too suspicious. Soon, she found Jeff's room. She grasped the cold door knob and slowly opened it, peering inside the dark, cold room.

Jeff was sleeping. Of course. At that moment when she saw him laying there, something inside her seemed to diminish. There she was, her heart so full of hope that Jeff to make it through this, but there was still a chance he might not. And if he didn't? She'd be alone. With a small sigh, she turned and grasped the cold door handle, not taking one look back. But, a faint voice from behind stopped her in her tracks. "You aren't leaving me…are you, Trish?"

She turned and caught the gaze of a pair of emerald eyes. "No, baby, I'm not leaving."

She shut the door behind her and approached Jeff. "What are you doing here?" He asked as she pulled up a chair.

"I couldn't sleep…so I, um, came to see you." Nothing but a slight nod came his reply. "You okay?" Trish asked, sweeping a few strands of colorful hair away from his face.

"I have a horrible headache," He said with a slight laugh.

"I'll bet."

Nothing followed after that, leaving an empty silence in the room. "Are you okay?" Jeff suddenly asked.

"Me? Oh, yeah. I'm fine, baby. Just a little worried, that's all."

"Worried?"

"I almost lost you, baby…" She replied, trailing off with a shaky tone.

"Why would I ever leave such a beautiful girl?"

She smiled and blushed at the comment, leaning her head down on the bed, not knowing how to reply. "I'm so glad you came back…" She choked. Tears trailing down her cheeks, following the words she'd spoken.

"I came back for you, baby. Our futures to bright not too," He said, watching her features light up.

She was about to reply, but there was a sudden muffle of noises outside causing them both to silence and turn towards the door. "You should get going, Trish."

"No! Jeff…I cant!"

"Well, ya can't stay here!"

Trish turned back towards the door, the sounds were getting louder. Realizing that it was the nurses checking on all the patients, she quickly kissed Jeff good-bye. "I'll be back tomorrow morning, baby. Before I leave town, okay?" After another quick kiss, she said good-bye and left Jeff behind…ignoring the little voice inside her head telling her to stay.