When I arrived at the hospital, and Lily was taken to her private room, I had five text messages from Miley all about what was happening. I ignored them for now, trying to sneak a peak inside Lily's room. From what I could see, the doctors were putting her on the life support again, this time shoving it down Lily's throat. It was a chunky contraption, a long mask that covered Lily's entire mouth, and a large blue and white tube coming out from the whole in the mask. It strapped around Lily's head, hiding everything but her eyes. I looked away and called Miley back when another text message arrived.

I'd dialled the number, and heard one ring before Miley picked up – she wasted no time, and was the first one to speak, "Daddy? Daddy, what's happening, why can't I come?"

"Miley," I sighed calmly, even though I wasn't. "Lily should be fine, and you can't come because you, Jackson and Oliver have school today." Miley sighed and was about to say something else but I interrupted, "And I can't even see Lily right now, I doubt you'd be able to."

"So you lied to me?" Miley asked, very dramatically. Exaggerating the word lied, "Lily isn't okay?"

I shook my head, not even bothering to realize that Miley couldn't see, "Lily just got into the emergency room." I told Miley, and tried to remain calm, "We don't know about her condition yet."

Miley sighed again, and said nothing for a few seconds. "Alright daddy," she said eventually. "Just update me constantly, and if you need to take me out of school for anything… feel free to do so."

I laughed, "I love you Miley," I told her before I hung up, "Bye." We both hung together, and I walked back to my seat where I was still waiting for a doctor to tell me about Lily.

I waiting another hour and a half before Dr. Chow approached me. "How are you Mr. Stewart?" He asked, his Chinese accent still thick and hard to understand. I looked at him as if I were shooting darts out of my eyes, and Dr. Chow started again, "Lily's just having a hard time breathing, but we should be able to get that under control by this afternoon – she should be fine. We'll put her on different antibiotics once she's released, and see how those will work."

I nodded, "thank you." I said turning around to face Dr. Chow, who was now sitting next to me. "When do I get to see Lily?"

"Soon," Dr. Chow responded, getting up from his seat and heading towards Lily's room. "Lily's fine, I promise. Allergic reactions are hardly ever fatal."

I sighed, and leaned back in my seat watching all the nurses and doctors walking around with or without their patients. It wasn't long before I feel asleep again; it had only been a couple of hours since Miley woke me up from my deep sleep.

Next I know, my cell phone started ringing loudly, waking me up before I felt I'd put in enough hours. I picked up the cell phone sleepily, noticing that I'd been asleep for six hours already.

"Hello?" I yawned into the phone, almost inaudibly.

"Daddy," I recognized the voice straight away, and woke up a little more. "I'm just calling from the school phone, how's Lily?"

I looked over at Lily's room, "I haven't seen her yet." I struggled to say, my eyes still dropping with drowsiness. "But Lily will be home by early tonight, so you can see for yourself – then."

I looked over at Lily's room, "I haven't seen her yet." I struggled to say, my eyes still dropping with drowsiness. "But Lily will be home by early tonight, so you can see for yourself – then."

Miley said nothing, and in the background I could hear the loud speaker, "Alright daddy." Miley said eventually, "I've got to go – I'll see you after school."

Before I could say that I wouldn't be home when she was, Miley hung up the phone, and I was left with the ring tone. It took me a while before I hung up the pay phone and walked back to where I was sitting before, and got myself comfortable just before another doctor came up to me.

"You can see Lily now," the doctor told me. "She's in room B204, the room right over there." He pointed, and I nodded to tell him that I understood – I already knew where to room was to start. I got up the same time as the doctor and we walked opposite ways.

I slowly walked towards the room that I'd been waiting to go into, but I was getting more nervous the closer I got. Once I'd reached the doorframe I didn't want to go in anymore – the sounds of the machines were already starting to freak me out, and I could see half of Lily's unconscious body on the hospital bed. But I knew I had to go in, and eventually I managed to tell my legs to move closer again. Soon, I was in the room, next to Lily's bed, looking down at Lily – and the life support machine that I had seen through the window before. But it was real now, I was there seeing this all happen to Lily, and the life support was a whole lot more complicated and uncomfortable than I remember the last one being.

When I reached for Lily's hand, her eyes opened slowly and she looked up at me. I squeezed her hand, and she squeezed it back – and for once since I'd been in this hospital I knew she was going to be okay.

I smiled, and let go of Lily's hand quickly to get a chair to bring to her side. "How are you feeling Lily?" I asked in a whisper. Then I realized that Lily couldn't talk, "Better?" Lily nodded, and took a deep breath in. "You'll be home by tonight," I told Lily, not knowing what else to say. "The medicine you were on gave you an allergic reaction and Dr. Chow is going to prescribe you another antibiotic." Lily nodded again, "Miley went to school, so she isn't here – but trust me, Miley's trying to get herself out of school and to your side immediately." I laughed, and I noticed that Lily tried but stopped herself when it became too painful. I sighed, and considered calling a doctor to take the life support away – but I realized Lily needed to be on it at this moment in time.

I hung out with Lily all day – up to when Miley called after school. She'd been worried about what was happening, and demanded to know – but all I could tell Miley was that Lily was fine and was coming home tonight, which Dr. Chow had confirmed about an hour ago.

A/N: Sorry I took so long to post this. My friend came back from boarding school for the weekend and I had to see her before we leave for Australia. Which reminds me - I'll post everyday this week again, but on Saturday I've got to pack the rest of my room, and then on Sunday we're driving to the airport to catch our plane. I won't be in Australia until Monday our time, and I'll post on Tuesday - sound good?