The things the group saw when they entered wrong room after wrong room scarred them for life. Rhys was probably the only one to keep a straight face. He couldn't care less. Eventually, Vaughn, when dodging the view of someone in the middle of a kidney transplant, noticed the names in LED lights above each door. They rushed to Sasha's previous room and saw the LED slate said nothing. All this meant was the search was easier and less time consuming. To Rhys' emberassment, they only moved Sasha 3 rooms over. "WHAT! I saw someones EYES get gauged out, twice! And a functioning kidney. Full of kidney sto- Gahhh let's just go." Rhys, being the closest to the door, opened it.

They had gauze held to Sasha's side, and the doctors all looked up at the group. Rhys approached Sasha first, and the doctor pulled a gun. "The patient is not fully recovered!" The doctor yelled. "What are you doing to her?" "Treating her of course. Now back away." Rhys contemplated if he should back up for his and Sasha's safety, or try to disarm the guard to make sure he doesn't do anything. He decided he should try the latter. To his demise, he was immediately whacked in the head with the gun. Fiona and Vaughn stood there with a look of shock in their eyes. "U-He-Wh-Can we- um..." Vaughn tried to speak but couldn't mouth any words. "He was an example. Don't interrupt our work! Or elsssse."
Rhys lost conciousness as the doctor finished his statement.

"Hey Rhys, wanna come to the Shriek Streak with me?" Sasha asked him as they were walking in an unknown location. "Aww you know I'm scared of heights!" he replied. The realization that this was what happened in the theme park from a year ago shocked him, he totally forgot it. "I'll be there, it's gonna be fun! Watch." Sasha guaranteed. Rhys felt a certainly small boost of confidence. "Alright. But it goes pretty high..." Rhys had to look straight up to see the point the coaster sky rocketed down. "Are you sure we can't go another round on the merry-go-round?" He followed up. "Yes Rhys, I am sure 5 times was enough. Let's go." She practically dragged him through the line. "It- so high.. tall... scary. Look I just had a nacho and I don't think this is gonna work ou-" "Oh stop crying baby" "No tears here... Just... very.. nauuuuuuseous-ohmygod we're at the end of the line I'm not ready to die." He was terrified. "No backing out!" "No backing out.." they sat next to each other in the cart, and headed straight upwards. Rhys winced his eyes shut in preperation.

Rhys opened his eyes after what seemed like hours, to find he was in his room at the apartment. The relief and confusion weighed in at about 50/50. He wanted to be puking his guts out near his romantic interest, dammit! But at least he was out of that eerie feeling hospital. He sat up and was immediately over taken by major head pain. He was already used to it though. So he just shook it off. He couldn't shake off his thoughts of Sasha and the concern that they weren't exactly helping her. It was after he stood up he saw her next to him. (I slept with her and didn't even know it?) Rhys' first thought was. She wasn't in the best position considering the gaping hole in her side. Straight on her belly with one leg arched upwards. Her clothes weren't those of hospital robes, but her old familiar clothing. As much as he wanted to wake her up, he decided she needs rest. He put his socks and shoes on and headed out of the bedroom. On his way out, he felt a hand on his shoulder. "AH WHA-" The hand covered his mouth. "Hi." The sweet voice whispered. Sasha was on her tip-toes to cover Rhys' mouth. She stood normally after her presence sank in to Rhys. "Are you oka- nevermind. You're clearly okay. I should ask what happened... so. What happened?"

"That doesn't matter Rhys. I don't really know either. But I do remember how scared you were. I wanted to guarentee I was fine to calm you down but I wasn't sure either. My side's still killing me. I shouldn't be standing..." She sat back down and he followed. "Thanks. I'm not sure how we got there, I don't want to believe I was about to die. I don't want to believe you carried me. But I do remember how you fucked that Psycho up... Hero." "Ah. Well, thanks. The Shriek Streak really proved my heroism. Only puked 4 times." Sasha took a bit to click in. "Ohh yeahh! That ride!" She began to giggle. "You were about to shit yourself on the way down." "Yeah... ABOUT to shit myself..." "You get so cute when you're fidgiting around and nervous." Rhys looked up. "Did the big bad Sasha show her affection for the Rhys?" he remarked. "Eh.. take it as a fair compliment." "Well you look cute when you-uhm... when you go all badass with your gun." "Well you look cute when you get caught looking at me." "Well you look cute when you fall asleep next to me in my bedroom." "Well you look cute when you..." they caught a glare as they finished "... when you pinky promise me." They both leaned in and snuck a short 2 second kiss in. "Well, I have a splitting headache. I'm gonna go back to sleep.. I'll be on my.. bed. Care to j-join me then come along I guess." He laid down and shut his eyes. The feeling of Sasha's head resting on his belly eased his headache. The two fell asleep within a few minutes, both treasuring the kiss.