Roger's P.O.V

I rushed down the sidewalk trying not to drop the bag of groceries I was holding. Mark that idiot. How could he do this to himself? I blamed myself. I shouldn't have left him after Angel's death and his break up. I should have been there for Mark. Like he has been for me all these years. I would make things right now. I had the time too. I picked up some basic foods and a box of Captain Crunch. It's Mark's favorite and I knew if I had that out in front of him he would eat the whole box.

I continued to walk down the familiar sidewalk. The cold blew against my neck and I took a deep breath of the polluted New York air. God did I miss it. I missed Mark and Daisy and Collins and Mo and Jo and Angel and….Mimi. I have to find Mimi. I have to show her my song and she was it all along, but right now I have to take care of Mark. I did this to him, I left him all alone. Now I need to make sure he gets better.

As I walked down I spotted something strange. There were flecks of blood on the sidewalk. I followed the trail and the flecks became bigger and bigger until it was a small trail. It led me to a dark alley where I saw a figure huddled by a garbage bin. I walked closer to the person. They were in a fetal position holding onto their arms and they were softly crying. "Are you okay?" I said to the person.

I heard a weak whisper say "Roger is that really you?" I moved closer to the person and let out a horrified gasp. It was Daisy. She was deathly pale and her clothes were dirty as was her face. I looked down at her arms which was covered in blood and in her other hand was a knife. I had a flashback of April seeing her laying in the bathtub. Her wrists bleeding out. I can't let Daisy die. Not like April did.

I grabbed the knife out of her hand and threw it across the ground. I took a good look at her wrists. It was really bad she was starting to bleed out. I ripped my scarf apart and wrapped it around her arms trying to stop the bleeding. "Daisy stay awake." I whispered to her.

"Roger." She said again. Her eyes were no longer bright they were dull with sadness. She reached and touched my face. "Where's Mark?" She asked sounding delusion. "Is he with you?" Oh god she can't think straight. We were only a block away from Mark's and I's apartment. I'll take her there and then call the hospital.

"Daisy I'm going to take you to Mark okay. Listen but you can only see him if you stay awake. Stay awake okay?" She nodded her head and I dropped the groceries and scooped Daisy up carrying her. She laid her head on chest gripping onto my coat tightly.

"Roger..." She said her voice sounding weaker. "Mark, where is he?"

"Almost there hang on…" I walked. The blood was soaking through my scarf. Oh god. Oh god. How could this happen. We reached my apartment. I shouted up the window hoping to get Mark's attention. "MARK. PLEASE HELP. ITS DAISY OPEN THE DOOR. SHE'S HURT BAD. NOW!" Mark's head peaked out the window and he saw me holding Daisy. I heard him shout from above.

"OH GOD! HANG ON!" I started to walk up the stairs and Mark met me halfway to help carry Daisy up the rest of the way. We laid her on the couch, where I saw Mark's cereal was untouched. "Mark you didn't eat?" He didn't respond to my question he just knelt next to Daisy holding onto her hand and stroking her hair.

Mark's P.O.V

"Roger call 911 quick." I watched Roger go for the phone when I heard Daisy whisper.

"No." I looked at her and shouted.

"NO! Roger please call them now before she bleeds out." He called 911 and begun to tell them everything.

"I won't go with them." Daisy said softly. "Not till you tell me what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing is wrong with me Daisy. Now please." I felt her arms which were still bleeding. Oh god. "Keep your eyes open." She tried to reach for my face but her arm feel. I held it up and out her hand against my cheek.

"Don't give me that shit Mark." She said half smiling. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing Daisy now please let me take care of you."

"No not until you tell me what's the matter with you?" She said sternly.

"Why are you putting your wellbeing ahead of mine?" He held onto her hand tighter her pulse getting weaker.

"Because I love you little shit! Now what is wrong?"

"It doesn't matter right now. We are getting you to the hospital."

"I'm not going."

"You are going too. Daisy I can't stand the thought of losing you." I place my forehead onto hers and whispered in her ear. "I love you." Roger hung up on the phone and came over to us.

"They should be here soon. They said she is going to need a blood transfer." Mark let out a sigh and continued to hold onto Daisy's hand. I felt myself feeling weak again. No I can't pass out. Not now. Roger put a hand on my shoulder. "Mark? What's wrong?" I felt myself feeling dizzy my head beginning to spin.

"Roger, what's going on?" Daisy asked. Black spots danced across my eyes but my focused remained on Daisy.

"I love you Daisy." I said once again. I felt myself moving back and forth till I fell over. I felt Roger caught and whisper.

"Shit, oh god Mark." The last thing I saw was Daisy looking at me with horror on her face.

"Mark." I heard her whisper. "I love you too Mark." Then everything was dark.