Nothing happened quickly enough. The flight felt like it took an eternity, and the taxi Chip took went at a sluggish pace. But he was there at the hospital now, almost running down the halls trying to find out where his precious daughter was, and wondering if she'd make it out of here alive. "Chip, is that you?" He spun around to find the source of the voice, and his eye caught his ex-wife, Patty.

"I'm glad you could make it," she said sincerely. On instinct he hugged her, noticing that her eyes were red and puffy from crying. "How's she doing?" he asked. "She's okay I think. She's been in and out of surgeries almost this entire day, so I don't really know." Chip's phone then buzzed; it was Jeff. She glanced at the screen before he got a chance to answer it. "That your boyfriend?" she said with a hint of disdain. "Patty, you've known him for a while, he's not just… never mind, I gotta take this."

"What?" Chip snarled into the phone.

"My flight just landed."

"Your what?"

"I'm here in New York. I thought that maybe your ex-wife wouldn't be the best of company at a time like this, and you could use some support or something like that."

"Fuck, Jeff you can't just show up whenever you damn well please!"

"I'm sure that was just a different way of saying thank you. The one time I try to do something nice…"

Neither of the men spoke, but Jeff finally went on.

"I'm already here, so there's no sense in me leaving. If you don't want me there, I can always find something else to do until you go." Click.

Chip let out a frustrated sigh and returned to the waiting area. "Jeff is on his way here. Sort of." Patty glared at him. "What do you mean, sort of?" He put his head in his hands and wished this would all just disappear. "Just don't worry about it, alright? I don't want to do this right now." His wife let out a cynical laugh. "Don't want to do what? Be here with me? Fine! Let Jeff come here, I mean after all, he is your boyfriend," she snapped, emphasizing the last word.

"You know what? I will." Chip sent off a quick text and he felt just a little bit relieved knowing that he would be here with him. A silent hour went by, the quiet only disrupted by the hustle-bustle of the hospital. The sound of monitors beeping, doctors and nurses yelling back and forth was insanity. But then another message from Jeff seemed like a godsend. "On my way up."

A slight smile flickered on his lips and he stood up. "I'm going to go down to the cafeteria. Call me if anything important happens?" Patty rolled her eyes and scoffed, Chip taking that as his cue to leave. He took the stairs to the lobby and met Jeff as soon as he walked in, and just as their eyes met, he grinned and kissed him.

Chip took his hand and led him to a deserted hallway, leaning against the wall. "I'm glad you're here," he confessed. "It certainly didn't seem like it… anyways, how's…" Jeff trailed off, forgetting the name. "Taylor," Chip finished. "We don't really know how she's doing. She's been in and out of the O.R., so—" He was cut off my Jeff's lips, as so often happened.

"You worry entirely too much. If there's nothing you can do now, then just try and forget about it." He leaned in to kiss him once more, but Chip pulled back. "I can't just forget about my baby getting hacked open in order to try and save her life. You don't have kids, you don't understand." Jeff frowned a bit, but was persistent. "I do know about relationships though. And I know how to distract you from what's on your mind."

"I guess you're right," he reluctantly agreed. "I know I'm right!" the younger man said cockily. "Here, follow me." They walked down a couple more hallways until Jeff stopped in front of one of the rooms. "In here," he whispered, creaking open the door. "This is the on-call room; we can't stay in here." Chip shifted around awkwardly, not sure what to do. "Oh come on, what's the worst that could happen? Trust me, alright?" That felt like a guilt trip, but in the end, he would always listen and go along with what Jeff did.

They walked into the room together and locked the door behind them. The beds immediately caught their attention and without another word they kissed passionately, violently, Chip getting out all the stress of what was happening to him. He bit down hard on Jeff's lips, his hands ripping off his suit and anxious to get to the body that it concealed. They toppled over onto the pillows, entangled in each other. Chip looped one of his legs between Jeff's, pulling them apart slightly as he undid the clasp and zipper to his pants.

Both were now down to only their boxers, moaning and panting in each other's ear. Jeff sucked on his collarbone, causing him to buck his hips, now pressed up against his boyfriend's. "I need you," Chip said breathlessly. Their groins pumped together in perfect time, Jeff trying to keep his cries of pleasure quiet while he let Chip play rough with him.

Suddenly, that dreaded sound of a phone buzzing made them nearly stop. "Is that mine?" Sure enough, the phone read that there was a call coming in from Patty, and Chip sighed. "I don't want to answer it. I want to stay here with you." Jeff put scorching kisses down his neck, massaging his chest. "I want you to stay with me too, believe me. But you know you should pick up."

"Yeah?" Chip asked into the phone, eyes darting around.

"Where are you? Taylor is supposed to be out in 5 minutes!"

"Alright, alright! I'll be there soon."

He hung up and turned his attention back to Jeff. "Taylor will be out of surgery soon, and I need to be there to see her," he explained. "I'm sorry, I am." Jeff grimaced but put on an understanding smile. "It's alright. You have bigger problems than apologizing to me," he smirked, looking down at his crotch. Chip got up and got dressed, trying to calm himself and his mind.

"I'm really sorry," Chip repeated, now walking out the door. Jeff grabbed his hand and looked directly at him. "It's okay, I promise. Now get on up there and see your daughter," he said with a smack of his ass. "Thank you. I mean it."

"Listen, I understand that this is your family. It's more important." Chip kissed him one last time, and then walked up the stairs. Jeff just stood outside that same room, watching him run off. They'll always come first. But that's okay.

I'll be here, no matter what.

And I swear I won't be something else missed.