Beck

"Travis?" I said softly. "Travis, are you awake?"

He groaned and opened his eyes.

"Where am I?"

"You're in the hospital."

He groaned even louder. "The hospital??" He repeated louder. "Why am I in the hospital??"

"You fell down, Travis." Mariana spoke for me. I wished she hadn't.

Travis's attitude lifted. "Mariana." He whispered. "Why are you here?"

"I wanted to make sure you were okay."

He smiled. "I'm fine, Mariana." He whispered.

I rolled my eyes. Young love.

"Travis, I'm going to call the nurse to let her know youre awake, alright?"

"Mm." He responds. He was obviously focusing on something else.

"Travis?" I ask again. He looks up, annoyed.

"What?"

I nod my head briefly. I hoped that he knew what it meant.

"Whatever, Beck."

I walk over into the hallway. His nurse walks up to me.

She has short blonde hair. She wears no makeup. Her hair was tied loosely behind her shoulders, however her long bangs swept in front of her brown edged glasses.

"Oh, Mr. Beck." Her words are sugar coated. "How is Travis doing?" She asks. "Is he awake?"

"Yeah, uh, he just woke up a few minutes ago."

"Oh, great." She smiles. "Is he… unattended?"

"No, uh, Mariana's in there."

"Is she family?"

"No… she's uh… she's his girlfriend."

She smiles again and tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. "I'll go check up on him. Thank you, Mr. Beck."

She walks past me. Her running shoes echoe in the empty hall. She turns into Travis's room. I quickly follow.

Travis

Holy shit.

Look at that nurse.

If only nurses wore the short dresses they always do at the bars.

She was gorgeous. Even more beautiful then Mariana.

"Travis." She says. "Are you feeling okay?"

I smile. "I'm fine."

"Good." She smiles back. "I just need to look at some of these." She looks at some machines making BLEEP noises.

God, were all these tubes attached to me before? I don't remember any being put on. I mean, there's one on my arm, my nose, my leg…

Jesus Christ.

There's no way someone actually put one on my…

"Excuse me, miss?" I ask the gorgeous nurse checking out the machines.

"Yes Travis?" She responds. I almost shudder in pure pleasure at the sound of her saying my name.

"Is this… tube on my… you know… really necessary?"

She laughs softly. "You were unconscious, sugar. If you decided to…"

"Pee?" I finished. "I have this thing on so I don't pee my pants?"

She laughed. "I'm afraid so, Travis."

I feel my cheeks flash red. How embarrassing.

I look around the room. Mariana and Beck are arguing outside about something.

"Did you…" I say in a quiet voice. "Did you uh… put this on me?" I smile.

She rolls her eyes playfully. "Travis, I'm afraid that my partner, Chris got you ready for all of this. I'm just supposed to keep an eye on you."

"Oh… Christina? Is that her name?"

She laughs. "No, Christopher. He's a guy."

I almost gag. "Oh." I squeak.

"Don't worry about it Travis, you're conscious now, so it can be taken off now."

My eyes widen. I smile and raise my eye brows. "Are uh… you going to… uh… you know… take it off?"

She laughed again. "Travis, you are so cute!" I smiled even wider.

After a while, I ask again. "Are you?"

She looks at me and starts laughing again. "Travis… oh no, Travis, you can take it off by yourself! It's a lot easier taking it off then putting it on."

I knit my eyebrows. "But uh… I really don't know how so if you could just…"

She rolls her eyes playfully and walks over to the end of my bed. She rips off the sheet.

"Could you pull your gown up please?" She asks professionsally.

She turns while I hike it up. I hear rubber stretching.

"What are you uh… doing there…"

She turns with rubber gloves on her hands.

"This is going to be quick and painless, okay?"

I fix my eyes. "Uh… alright…"

She bends over slightly and 'examines' (so she liked to call it) my… area. She looks amused.

"What?" I ask.

"Nothing." She says quickly, and smiles.

Beck

"Mariana, I just want you to be careful."

"Mr. Beck." She said angrily. "I am careful, and I don't believe that this is any of your business!"

"It is my business. You saw what happened to Travis yesterday. Do you know why that happened?"

She closes her eyes. "Mr Beck. I know what happened to Travis and Elizabeth. He told me a long time ago. And yes, he dosent like it being brought up. He felt sick. That's the only reason he's here. He hasn't been in that state of mind in a long time."

"But… Mariana… Don't you see how irresponsible he is? There is a girl out there… with his child, with no one. She ended up with no one after Travis. I really care about you two, you guys are my best friends. I couldn't watch Travis ruin your life."

"Mister Beck, with all due respect, I believe that you know nothing about Travis, or me. We love eachother. We trust eachother. We're more mature, now."

"He's twenty three years old with the mind of a thirteen year old!" I hissed. "He is not mature, and he does not know what love is!"

"But I do, Mister Beck. And I will take care of him."

I put my hands on my hips. "Are you sure you can handle him?"

"I'm sure."

"I trust you, Mariana." I didn't mean it. How could I?

"Thankyou, Mister Beck." She leaned in closer to me. "I love Travis, with all my heart. And believe me, I wont let anything happen to him. Don't worry."

"I'm not worried about him, I'm worried about y-"

"Shh." She turned and walked into the hospital room.

And screamed.

Travis

Mariana came in here and screamed. I looked up with wide eyes. The nurse even turned her head.

"Travis!! What are you doing???"

The nurse quickly pulls away with the tube.

"She was just… she was… she was…"

"I was removing the…" She giggled a little. She says something long and professional. I pull my gown down quickly.

"What?"

"It was something that made sure I didn't…"

"Pee his pants." The nurse finished. I blushed.

I swallowed. "Mariana, sorry." I whispered.

She looked at me and shook her head. "Call me when you're out of the hospital, Travis."

"Mariana…" She looked at me once and turned. "I love you!" I called. She said nothing back.