Ryan sat on a bench outside of the hospital room that Felix was in. He held his hands together tightly as they sweat like crazy. His head was on top of his entangle hands and eyes shut close. He was slightly rocking back and forth inpatient. He was waiting for the doctor to tell him what was wrong with the man he loved. He had waited about 20 minutes already and was hoping it wasn't anything serious. Just then he saw a familiar female approach him. He looked up from his sweaty hands and saw Marzia. She was dressed in a casual pair of blue jeans and a jacket that was unzipped slightly reviling her black 'Brofist' shirt. Along with her jeans she wore dark brown boots that went up to her knee.

"Marzia, why are you he…." The brunette was cut off by the pain that suddenly hit his right cheek.

"You homo! How dare you still my boyfriend for three fucking years!" Cry put his hand over the now burning right cheek then looked at Marzia who was now crying as she glared at him, her hand still in the same position she had after slapping him. But slowly Cry's wide eyes turned into a glare.

Why should I have to take this when the person I love is in a hospital room?! And why do I have to here this jealous chick bitch about how I stole her boyfriend?! Cry thought then took his hand away from his cheek and glared at her straight in her eyes as if he was looking into her soul. "What are you doing here?" Ryan repeated his unfinished question from last time in a cold and harsh voice. Marzia backed up slightly at the unusual attitude from the brunette. But then stood her ground.

"Well it's been three years since Felix left and in the second year he stopped making videos. So I finally decided to come and check things out but when I got to your house every light was turned off so I went to your neighbor and asked if they knew where you were and they said you were heading here so I'm here." She said coldly as her glare held strong against Ryan's face, her tears vanishing as she did so.

"It would've been better if you stayed home." Ryan continued to glare and talk coldly.

"Excuse me."

"Cause then I wouldn't have to tell you the bad news."

"What?"

"You and your so called boyfriend are through! He loves me now. Of course I wouldn't blame him; I wouldn't wanna be with a jealous bitch like you either."

"What was that?"

"Oh, and believe me there were several other things that is wrong with a bitch like you. Now go home! Felix doesn't need you in his life anymore so get the hell out of here!"

Marzia glared then turned and left. "Tell that homo boyfriend of yours to never contact me ever again." She said not bothering to turn and face the American who was still glaring at her as she left.

Just as Ryan turned to face the room Felix was in the doctor came out and walked toward him. "How is he?" Ryan asked the coldness in his voice gone as if it never existed.

"You said you were his brother, correct?"

"Yes sir."

"Well the truth is we don't know if his condition is stable or not."

"What do you mean?!" Ryan grabbed the doctor by the collar of his shirt and pulled him closer.

"Sir please calm down," He put his hands up in surrender; "we've never seen the type of virus he has before. Tell me, has he been out of the country?"

"Yes." Ryan responded as he let go of the doctor.

"If you tell me where he's been I can ask my superior if I could call all the hospitals in that area."

"Ok, but sir he's been to several countries. Should I just write down where he's been?"

"Yes, that would be a great help."

"Could I have a piece of paper and a pencil?"

"Certainly sir." The doctor handed Ryan the clipboard he was holding. Ryan sat down on the same bench he was sitting on before and started to write every country and every stated Felix had been to. When he finished the list it was a page long front and back. He handed it back to the doctor. "Sir, this might take a while. Could we you give me your home and cell phone number that way I can be in contact with you if anything happens?"

"Yes sir," Ryan took the card the doctor gave him and wrote down both numbers. "Please proceed with calling me if anything happens." Ryan said and then the doctor left. Sorry, I know it will be a lot of work for you but please don't let Felix die. Ryan thought as he headed for the exit, his head low. His eyes were filled of depression, worry, and really if anyone described them now they would probably say they look dead. As Ryan neared the exit he saw a familiar brunette and apparently he took notice of Cry too cause he was now heading towards him. Ryan quickened his pace as he tried to exit the hospital but was stopped just as he reached the door. He was pulled back, hard, by the wrist and there in front of him was Ken. Shit! I totally forgot Ken's a doctor! This isn't going to be good.

Ken led him to his office and shut the door behind him and locked it. "Ryan, I've been wanting to talk to you," Ken took notice of the red spot on Ryan's cheek and when Ryan realized what he was looking at he covered it with his hand. "What happen?" Ken asked as he got closer and reached out to touch it.

"None of your business." Ryan said coldly as he pushed his hand away from him. But as he did so Ken grabbed his hand and held it tightly enabling any type escape from the shorter male. Ryan started to panic as sweat rolled down the side of his face. "Let go!"

"No." Ken gripped his hand tighter than pushed him against his desk with his leg between Ryan's forcing it to touch his cock through his pants and boxers. Felix! Ryan called in his mind but stopped. No Felix isn't able to help me this time. I have to deal with this myself!

Ryan blushed at the sudden contact then collected himself as the blush vanished and rage took its toll. "Get off of me!" Ryan shouted but before he could say anything else Ken pressed his lips against Ryan's by force. Ryan moved his head away from Ken's breaking the kiss forcibly and pulled his hand out of Ken's. Ken backed up a little but then grabbed Ryan's chin hard and forced him to face his way.

Ryan glared at Ken then kicked the back of his leg with his foot causing Ken to get off of him. Ryan stood up on his feet and scowled. Ken was about to push him back down with anger instead of lust but when Ken almost touched him Ryan bitch slapped him. He hit him hard enough that the sound echoed of the walls in the small room.

"BACK THE FUCK UP!"