ALL YOU DID WAS SAVE MY LIFE

~Our Lady Peace~

I ran over the wet pavement as fast as I could. This wasn't happening. The rescue crews were working on the semi driver and the people inside the car. I paid them no attention. Someone saw me running and shouted out for me to stop, I kept running. The only thought that ran through my head was Not Bill.

My heart pounded in my ears. The rain bouncing off of the metal sounded like bullets. My stomach rolled as I pulled myself up onto the flipped bus. This wasn't happening, it was all a bad dream. I slipped as I neared the door, landing on my knees, clinging to whatever my hands could grasp. It was at that point I knew this wasn't a bad dream. This was my worst nightmare playing out in reality.

I wretched open the door as quickly as I could, tearing off nails. Yet the pain didn't come. All I could think about was getting to the guys. As soon as the door opened I was met with a bleeding Jost. "David, are you ok?" I asked frantically.

"The guys," he murmured in shock. "They are back there."

"I know. You have to come out and get help," I looked around and shouted, "We need help over here!"

I heard the faint noise of feet hitting the wet pavement as they came to help us. They weren't moving fast enough. David was trying to climb out, but something was wrong. His legs weren't working properly. It was then that I saw a bone protruding from torn flesh. I leaned over and gagged, my stomach heaving.

"David," I murmured. My voice became louder and I commanded, "stop! You're going to hurt yourself worse!" I grabbed his arm and counted to three. Together we pulled him out and up onto the wet metal. "You can't move ok?"

"Sure," he nodded, obviously numb from shock.

"I'm going in to help the others." All he did was nod dumbly and I lowered myself gently to the bottom, avoiding the unconscious driver. I called out, "Guys, can you hear me?"

"In here!" Georg's deep voice called. "I need help! They're hurt!"

I held back the tears that threatened to spill. "Georg?"

"Ja,"

"It's Star. I'm coming in ok?" I didn't wait for his answer before I squeezed into the living area of the bus. Everything was turned upside down and I gasped. I quickly spotted Georg and crawled as fast as I could to him. "Are you OK?"

He gave me a small, forced smile. "I'm fine. How did you get here?"

"I was supposed to meet you. But that's not important, where are the other's?" I saw tears on his cheeks and bit my lip. "Georg, who's hurt?"

"It's Tom. He's hurt the worst. Gustav broke is ankle I think. Something landed on it. I haven't heard Bill at all." There was a tortured look in his eyes.

I took a deep breathe and nodded, "I'm going to get them. Help should be in here soon, they were tending to Jost last I saw." Slowly I crawled towards Gustav. He was leaning against the roof of the bus, covered in blood. I gasped and noticed the glass lying all around him.

"Star, don't come close. Go around the glass I will be ok." I couldn't argue once he gave me a look. I knew he was looking out for me, no matter the pain he was in.

"Tom?" I murmured.

"He won't answer," Gustav threw in, pointing. "He is between the counter and cupboards. I think he hit his head. Either way he is unconscious."

I nodded, "I'm going to check it out." I peered into the gap and saw Tom lying there, looking as if he were simply asleep. I did a quick check and figured the only bones that would have been broken would be his ribs. Yet I was worried about his head. There was no blood, which was a good sign.

I turned to the blond again, "Did you see Bill?"

He shook his head, "I think he is that way or something."

I was scared. No, I was more than scared. What would I find? Would he still be alive? I took a deep breath and crawled through the door to the area with the TV. "Bill?" I called out.

A low moan came from the corner and I sped up. I wasn't watching where I was going and glass pierced through my hands. I stifled a sob and pulled the glass out of my hand, ignoring the blood. "Billa, I'm coming for you."

I found him in the corner, the TV on top of his chest. Frantically I pulled at the heavy electronic. Why the hell do they have such a fucking heavy TV on the bus?! I wondered as I tried to get it off of Bill. He was gasping for breath. "It's OK Bill. We're getting this." Sweat started to drip down my face and neck. "Georg?" I called out.

He didn't answer and I wanted to cry. How was I supposed to help Bill when I could hardly move the damn thing? Fear gripped my body. What if I didn't get it off in time. What if he was seriously hurt? What would I do if he died? I sniffed and continued to rip at the TV. "Fuck!" I screamed as Bill closed his eyes.

Instantly they opened again and he smiled at me. "You're doing it." His voice was very raspy and quiet. It broke my heart. "You've got this Star. You're doing great. Keep going. Don't give up on me."

"I won't," I whispered, "I promise." With that I worked harder.

I heard voices, "Where are you?" They called.

"Over here!" I shouted as loud as I could in a strained voice. "We are in here!"

Soon two men appeared and saw me struggling. One grabbed the TV, making sure it didn't go back onto Bill anymore than it already was while the other pulled me out of there. "You OK?" He asked and I nodded. "Were you in the bus when it happened?"

I shook my head. "I was going to meet them. Bill, my husband, he's the one in there, forgot some stuff. You need to help him!"

"We are ma'am don't worry. You are very brave, you know that? The blond guy who was in here, he told us what you did." I raised my eyebrows. "He told us you didn't go looking directly for your husband, but made sure the others were ok first. That's so brave and I'm pretty sure I will never have the courage you do and this is my job!"

I gave him a forced smile and he patted me on the back. "Thank you."

"It's the truth," he shrugged. "Let's get you out of here."

Once we were back outside in the rain, I felt myself relax a bit. Exhaustion was setting in and I sighed. The voices brought me back to the present unfortunately. All the medical crew were spread out over the road, rushing stretchers from the vehicles to one of the numerous ambulances parked all around.

I saw them bring Bill out and moved towards him. He grabbed my hand and gave me a weak smile. Trust Bill to be smiling even in the worst situations. "Are you ok?" He asked quietly.

I nodded with tears in my eyes. "Are you?"

He laughed softly, "yes! Thank you so much babe, you literally saved my life."

I squeezed his hand, "I wasn't about to let you die on me. We have a family to care for." I felt his fingers slip from my grasp as they pulled him to the ground to take him to a waiting ambulance. "Can I go with him?" I asked he guy quietly.

He nodded, "of course." With that he helped me down carefully and we walked to the ambulance. It was in the lights he realized how badly I had been cut and said, "you need to go anyway. You should probably get checked out."

I sighed, "ok. Thank you for everything sir."

"It's my job." He gave me one last friendly smile and ran off to help with the other casualties that had happened.

XXX

I sat, curled up in the comfortable chair beside Bill's bed. He was still fast asleep, the medication from his surgery not yet worn off. They had to stop his internal bleeding. I held his hand in my own and hummed to myself. I had gotten a few stitched from the glass I had come across, otherwise they told me I was fine. I laid my head back and fell asleep.

Pain. Intense pain. I woke whimpering and when my eyes opened Bill's face was scrunched up in worry. "Star, are you ok?"

"Bill," I gasped, "you're awake! How do you feel?"

"Star, answer me!" He commanded. "Are you Ok?"

I sobbed, "It hurts Billa. It hurts a lot!"

Before I could stop him he had pressed the help button. Shortly after a nurse was at the door. "Yes Mr. Kaulitz?"

"It's Star. She is in pain. Is that normal for a pregnant woman?" He questioned though we both knew the answer already.

"It depends, how far along are you Mrs. Kaulitz?" She asked softly.

"She is almost four months." Bill threw in before I could answer.

Worry lines formed on her forehead and I hunched over as another wave of pain claimed my body. She spoke quickly, "I'm going to get a chair and you need to get checked out immediately."

Before I knew it I was in a hospital gown, having an ultra-sound. I couldn't pay attention or listen for a heart beat. The pain was to much. I hardly noticed when they didn't move me from the Gurney before it was rolling down the hospital hallways. "What's going on?" I asked softly.

"Shh, honey. It will be alright," the same nurse said, smoothing back my hair. "Just relax, we are going to take care of you." I let myself believe her just this once and closed my eyes.

Author's Notes:

Hey guys! Another update and in a short amount of time! I still feel bad about the HUGE wait from this summer! So I am going to start the next chapter soon!

Haven't checked if I got any new reviews yet but if I have thanks so much! *Gives cookies* plz keep reviews coming guys they are my inspiration!

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~BECKY~