I could see James still hadn't had much sleep, since I slipped into a coma three and a half months ago. James remained hopeful, paying for everything and leaving once, just to get my name permanently on his wrist in my favorite color. "Hey princess." James eyes were transfixed on his wrist. "I got a tattoo of your name on me. It's purple,too. I wish you could see it." But I could. I was standing right beside James when he came back, a plastic wrap covering it. It had been 24 hours and James chewed on his bottom lip. He was a mess. His gorgeous, hazel eyes darkened to what seems like a blackish color. The perfectly style, brunette hair had become much longer; like on the set of Big Time Rush for 3 seasons. The only thing keeping him sane was believing I could pull through. My parents came and went through the months, too scared to see me so still. One other person, besides James, Logan, Kendall and Carlos, came in this day to see me.

A man in a form fitted suit. A lawyer. I looked at James who kept talking to me and telling me that I'd wake up soon and that this nightmare would be over. I wish it were true. "Mr. Maslow? Mr. Schmidt?" Both boys got up and ran a hand either down his face or through his hair. James spoke first. "Can I help you Mr?" James hesitated. "Lawmen." Kendall laughed trying to figure out if this lawyer was real. "What is it you need to discuss, Mr. Lawmen?" Kendall rolled his eyes. James, this guy is a fake. Lawmen really? "Your girlfriend's will." James collapsed onto his knees. "Her parents thank you for trying your best to get, Crystal to pull through, but they want to take her off the life support. Her father and grandmother drafted a will once they came into money when Crystal was 17. I have to carry out this will, Mr. Maslow." James curled up crying his eyes out and I started yelling at the lawyer, though, he could not hear me. "Hey, Lawmen! Yeah hi, I'm here!" I yelled, I hit, I threw things through the room and Kendall carried James out. I,too, had to give in; I sat beside my body and waited until the lawyer pulled the plug before diving into my body.

I bolted up right gasping for air and pulling at the tube in mouth. Doctors and nurses ran in. "It's a miracle!" With a nurse taking out the tube I scanned the room. "W..wh..where's Jamie and Kendall?" A nurse ran out to grab the boys. Once the doctors were done examining me James almost leaped into bed with me. "BABY!" I could hear James sobbing into my neck too scared to let go. Kendall sat beside us and placed a hand on my leg reassuringly. "Jamie, baby, hey look at me." James' eye were going back to the hypnotizing hazel and I smiled. "He's glad you're alright, Crys." Kendall walked over and just in shock that I was alive, I pulled Kendall over and kissed him still consoling my boyfriend. "Hey, baby come here." I shifted and pulled James right on top of me kissing him and not holding back at all. James broke this kiss wondering how long it was going to take for me to get my breath back. "15 minutes. Not bad." Kendall chuckled. "Felt like forever" I smiled weakly as my dad walked in with my grandmother. "Dad! Grams!" I sat up and James kept running his fingers through my hair. I was excited to go home and be happy with James. "How long was I out?" "Almost 4 months." James wiped his eyes and looked up at my father who knew the day he got the call. I kept a hand on James' back and looked up at my father. Six foot tall with graying red hair and a scraggly beard, his glasses perched on the tip of his nose. My grandmother stood beside my father, about 2 feet shorter and her gray hair in a perm. I looked down at James trying to think of what to say. "We're glad you're alive." I nodded in response and James held onto me too scared to let me go. "When can I go home?" "Crystal, we have some bad news." "I can't go home?" Tears stung my eyes and I looked away seeing Kendall pacing. "No, you can come home or you could live with James in LA, but that's not the bad news. Crystal, Samantha died 3 nights ago from lung cancer." I looked up. "I know." I then proceeded to tell my dad how I had an out of body experience. "She smoked herself to death." I gently tugged on James' arms trying to wrap my arms around his waist.