A/N: Yaaaay! I love reviews! Keep 'em coming. Mhm, Christchurch earthquake, just so you know, everything is fine with me! Oh, sorry for the short chapter... :L

Riff wasn't getting worse than before, but not getting any better either. The worst thing about his illness was that nobody knew what would happen, if he were going to die or even what else he would have to go through. I can't believe that he could be here one minute, and then gone the next, life happens so quickly. I hated seeing him like this, so weak, so defenceless.

Riff Raff's POV

I wouldn't let this sickness get to me, I saved every ounce of strength I had, building it up, trying to fight this thing. It was the fear of the unknown, how could the gods be so cruel, making Magenta and I suffer the pain of the unknown? I needed to beat this, recover. Apparently, my brain is supposed to shut down, lead me into my slow decease, but I don't recognize and sign of that starting, I feel perfectly fine apart from the nausea and the odd blinding headache. I really hope it goes away, I know that Magenta wouldn't feel the need to live without me; we were siblings, soul mates, and lovers.
The doctor I'd become so familiar with, but strangely didn't know his name, came in once again.
"Riff Raff, unfortunately, I will not be your doctor anymore. Doctor Columbia will replace me. I wish you all the best." I was too confused to reply, could this be our Columbia? Surely not, she isn't a trained doctor… But much to my surprise, the familiar click of tap shoes echoed their way through the corridor and into my room.
"Riff!" Shouted Columbia over-excitedly,
"Shhhh, Magenta is asleep!" I snapped with as much energy as possible.
"Oh…" whispered Columbia,
"What the hell are you doing? You could get done for impersonation of a doctor!"
"Oh, you wouldn't believe what happened! That doctor, Doctor Furter –" I cut her off mid sentence,
"Furter?" I exclaimed in a loud, but hushed voice,
"Yes! He's Frankie's brother! You were never sick! You just fainted because of dehydration; they gave you all the symptoms of your 'strange disease' with drugs! They drugged you, Riff!" She sounded so happy about this, I mean so was I, but I felt more pissed off than anything!
"Oh, for GOD'S sake, that prick!" My sudden loudness woke my sleeping beauty of a sister,
"Riffy? What's wrong?" she yawned,
"Magenta, you wouldn't believe what Columbia just told me."
"What?" Columbia and I told Magenta, she was utterly and completely disgusted, the Furter family obviously have something against us… But how would they know that we killed Frank? Maybe that wasn't it. I think it's time to get the laser out again… But we have bigger things to worry about; getting me out of this damned place!