A/N: Hello again so you all are fabulous and I am really excited to give you part dos. Quick funny story that you can skip if you want…I was in my college class and I just turned on my phone from the night before and is buzzed for at least a minute with new emails. Everyone looked at me like I was big deal… any who that made my day.

Previously: Paige opened her eyes a last time and met Emily's. She squeezed her hand and tried singing, "Come what may." The effort made her cough up more blood and Emily held on tighter. Emily continued, "Come what may." Paige closed her eyes and finished what she could, "I will love you…" She slowly faded out and Emily picked it up for her, "Until the end of time."

The next minute felt like days to Emily. One moment she could feel the life slip out of her hands and the next Caleb was prying her away from Paige's body. One paramedic began assessing the damage and had already put an Oxygen mask on her mouth. The other had a heart defibrillator and began setting it up. As one paramedic continued to work on Paige, the other went to check Nate's pulse. "I am getting no breath sounds or pulse. I think he has been gone for too long." They cut through Paige's shirt and began attaching the machine to her chest. Emily could barely compute her senses. All she could see was the flashing lights below her and the green line on the machine. The shouting of the paramedics were drowned out by the haunting sound of Paige flat lining. Her hands were cold but her face was hot with a mess of tears streaming down it. Caleb held her tight, more so she wouldn't collapse than comfort. As the minute passed, Emily realized she shouldn't be allowed to be so helpless. Being helpless wasn't going to help anyone. "She was stabbed by the boy lying over there. I pulled the knife out at least 3 inches and I tried applying pressure but the bleeding wouldn't stop…" Emily was cut off by the soft beeping of Paige's pulse. "She's back, let's get her on the gurney." They both began to concentrate all their efforts on saving Paige. "She has a weak pulse but if we don't get her to the hospital the loss of blood will kill her." They carefully transported Paige down the stairs and into the ambulance. Emily was close behind and when they had her loaded she began getting in the back.

"Ma'am I cannot allow you to ride with us. I will need to focus all my attention on her and I don't need you as a distraction." No matter how sincere the medic sounded, Emily's resolve was firm. "This is my girlfriend. Tonight, she saved my life and I just watched her die in my arms. I dare you to kick me out of here because I have nothing left to lose." The paramedic simply nodded and began hooking up an IV to Paige's arm. Caleb came to the back and grabbed Emily. "The police want to talk to us, but I told them that you had injuries that needed medical attention. I'm going to call the girls and I'll meet you at the hospital." At the mention of her friend's name, Emily tensed up. She took in a deep breath and looked Caleb straight in the eye. "Thank you for saving us tonight, but I don't care if I ever see any of them again." Caleb was stunned but before he could respond the paramedic reached around Emily and closed the doors.

The trip to the hospital was filled with constant movement and Paige crashing twice. Both times, the paramedic was able to bring her back but Emily knew Paige's heart couldn't take much more. After Paige was brought back for the third time that night, Emily held her hand just so she could reassure herself that there was blood pumping through it. "We will be at the hospital any minute now. I need you to stay in the rig until I can safely get her to the doctors. As soon as they have her, I will come back and get you to check you out." Emily nodded and sat down. Minutes later, the doors to the rig were opened at a team of doctors were waiting. They began pulling Paige out of the back, as the paramedic shouted her stats. "We have an 18 year old female with a penetrating stab wound and obvious head trauma. She has lost more than half her total blood volume and her BP has continued to plummet. En route we have resuscitated her three times so there is the likelihood of brain trauma." The rest of the medical jargon was lost on Emily and it slowly started to fade away.

As she sat there, she took stock of herself. Her clothes were drenched in blood partly hers, partly Paige's. Her head was throbbing from being slammed into the ground. There was a small incision across her neck from Nate's knife and her right fist was bruised from hitting his head. She could feel lumps around her abdomen where he had hit her and the side of her face still stung. Those were just the physical things. Mentally she couldn't even begin to comprehend all the things that just happened, nor did she want to. Now, as she sat in the back of an empty ambulance she had the sudden realization how alone she was. Who was she going to call to comfort her? Her friends who earlier that day accuse Paige of murdering Maya? Her mother who never really liked either of her girlfriends or her being a lesbian in general? Nate had just tried to kill her so he probably wouldn't want to talk. Instead, the only person she had left was herself and 18 years old she came to understand that in life we are innately alone. We are born alone with no understanding of love. At some point, we live alone, whether it be in a house by ourselves or just in our own minds. Finally, we die alone. Whether she held on to Paige or not in the end, Paige would have passed on with no one but herself. This thought made Emily angry. It made her curse the world and our existence.

Fresh tears threatened to spill out again but not of sadness, but rage. In one movement, she knocked the tray of syringes off of its stand. The chaos made her feel, for a brief moment, powerful. She reached for one of the shelves and tore it from its place. Now, the tears were pouring out and she became more violent. She grabbed the pair of scissors from the ground and began tearing through the bloody sheet that was left behind in the rig. Before she could find something else to destroy, the paramedic returned. "What the hell are you doing?" The medic jumped into the back of the rig and grabbed Emily's arms. Emily flayed back and forth trying to release herself. Finally, the medic held her arms to her side and embraced her in a physical hug. Emily collapsed her head into the side of the woman's shoulder and dropped the scissors. The self-defense move turned into a gentle hug and the paramedic rocked Emily and she wailed letting all of her emotions pour out through her mouth. Emily became too heavy for her and they both collapsed on the ground.

Emily continued to moan into her shoulder but the woman never let go. "What is your name, honey?" Emily released her arm from the hug and wiped some of the tears and hair from her face. "My name is Emily Fields." "Ok, Emily. My name is Callie. When you're ready I am going to take you inside and get you a pair of scrubs and we are going to make sure nothing internally is wrong with you. Ok?" Emily simply nodded. "Your girlfriend…" Emily quickly interrupted her, "Paige, her name is Paige." Callie understood that Emily was still in shock. "That's right. Paige is in surgery. She didn't crash the whole way to OR and from what they have assessed the major problem is the blood loss not organ damage. As soon, as they fix all of the bleeders they will have to wait and see how she does neurologically." Emily looked her straight in the eye. "is she going to live? I don't want you to sugar coat it or anything. In your experience, have people with these problems live?" Callie grabbed Emily's hand. "I have had patients come through here with a little cough and they didn't live to get to see a doctor. Other times, they have been hit by a car straight on and lost limbs but still survive. I am not one to believe in fate or destiny but sometimes what happens does not make sense, it's just how it has to be." Those few words gave Emily an equal sense of hope and dread. She stood up and walked out of the rig followed by Callie. "Ma'am I am sorry about what I did…" Callie cut her off with a wave of her hand and they both walked into the hospital wing.

Meanwhile

Caleb was done giving his statement to the police by the time the girls got there. They were stuck behind the caution tape but arrived just in time to see Nate's body being carted away. All Caleb had told them on the phone was that something bad happened and to get over there quickly. As they saw the body, they assumed it was Emily and all three began tearing up. Caleb rushed over to them. "It isn't Emily. She's fine, or at least I think she is fine. That is Nate." All three girls had matching dumbfounded expressions and Caleb explained what happened as far as he knew. Spencer began picking away at the new information. "So you found Paige tied up, than she ran off to find Emily and was stabbed by Nate, and then Emily told you to shoot Nate?" Caleb nodded. "So Paige isn't A?" He shook his head no. "And we are terrible friends, don't forget that part Spencer." Aria took out her phone and began dialing Pam's number. "What hospital are they at?" "I think they were headed to Rosewood Community Hospital." Aria stepped away from the group as she waited for Pam to pick up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Mrs. Fields, this is Aria has Emily gotten in contact with you?"

"Aria, you sound worried I haven't heard from Emily all night."

"Please don't get panicked but she is at Rosewood Community Hospital with Paige. All that I know is Paige was stabbed but Emily had no apparent injuries." Aria could hear the shuffling from the other end of the phone and the last thing she heard was the jangle of keys before the line went dead. She returned to everyone else and they decided to go straight to the hospital.

BACK AT THE HOSPITAL

Emily had been completely checked out and was now sitting in the OR waiting room in a fresh pair of scrubs. All of her injuries were superficial and the only thing she needed done was a wrap for her wrist and a bandage on the cut on her neck. She still hadn't called anybody, not even Paige's parents. She knew they were away and had no idea how to contact them. This made her think of her own mother and as she was about to go ask for a phone, Pam came racing through the door. By this point, Emily had got her emotions in check but the sight of her mother brought all it rushing back. They embraced for several seconds before Pam held her out at arms-length and examined her daughter. Emily tried looking down to avoid having to show her bruised face but Pam lifted her chin up. This caused tears to slowly leak from her face and they embraced another time. "Are you ok? What happened? Who did this to you? Why would someone want to hurt you? Where is Paige? Where are your clothes?" All of the questions overwhelmed Emily because she didn't know if she could really answer anything. The only question she could answer with certainty was her clothes. "My clothes were covered…" she dropped her mother's gaze and whispered, "in her blood." Pam realized the seriousness of the situation and sat Emily down. She went to the nurse's table and tried to get as much information as possible including how to reach Paige's parents.

While she was busy doing that, four more people entered the OR. Emily heard them before they spotted her. "They said that this is where she would be." Emily stood up and turned to face them. The tears were gone and all that was left was rage, the same rage she felt in the ambulance. They started walking to her and Spencer began calling out, "Oh my God Emily is Paige…" Her words were cut off by Emily's swollen fist connecting with her face. Spencer collapsed to the ground, still conscious but in pain. "You don't get to say her name. You don't get to come in here and pretend like you have a conscience." A nurse ran over to Spencer and gave her a towel to stop the bleeding coming from her nose. "Emily we were out of line this morning but this isn't going to solve anything." Aria was crouched down with Spencer holding the towel. "You know what you're right; you guys being her isn't going to help anything because somewhere in this God awful hospital Paige is fighting for her life because of you." Caleb grabbed Emily's shoulder as she turned to go back to her seat.

"Paige would not be alive right now if I hadn't been there. You two would still be with Nate probably dead." Emily pushed his arm off and got in his face. "Do you realize that you were there because they told you Paige was A and out to get me? Do you also realize that if you hadn't been there Paige would have stayed tied up and it would have been just Nate and me? His plan in the lighthouse was to kill me and then kill himself, Paige would have been fine. But that's not what happened. I'm not going around saying you are A or Toby is A. Hell Ezra could be A for all we know." She walked over to her friends and crouched down to their level. "And you guys. You were my best friends and yet you didn't feel like you could just talk to me about Paige. Or better yet talk to Paige. No, because you like to sleuth around and pretend to be the fucking mystery gang. This is not a tv show it is real life and in real life people get hurt and sometimes people die. I spent the last day being suspicious of Paige and avoiding her texts and calls because I didn't have half the sense to go and talk to her. Because of me, she was taken. Because of me, she was stabbed. And because of me, she is dying."

Hanna softly touched Emily's hand. "We didn't know this was going to happen but right now I am going to stay here with you whether you want me to or not because if it were Caleb who was hurt I know you would be here too. " Emily's resolve began to crumble and her eyes welled up for what felt like the hundredth time that night. "She died in my arms. I felt her breath stop and her hand go limp in mine. I thought she died. And now all I can think about is what if it happens for real this time. Will I remember our last kiss, or date. Will I remember what it felt like to lay in her arms or the way she said my name to where we were the only two people in the world. Hanna, if she dies all I have left is a bunch of lasts." Hanna opened her arms and she collapsed into them. Immediately, Spencer and Aria joined in and they all remained huddled on the floor. "You can't think about all the last times or regrets. The best we can do is hope for another chance and if God, or whoever the hell is up there, gives it to us we have to love every second of it." Emily began to think of all the things she hoped would be possible with Paige and a smile etched itself across her face. "Paige promised that she would take me to Niagara Falls at sunset even if we had to sneak in and she would rent a private tour with a lavished dinner. She said that she hoped to make it our special place." They all smiled as the mental picture formed in their heads.

As they all remained huddled on the ground, a doctor came out of the OR wing door. "Paige McCullers? Do I have the family of Paige McCullers?"