Ryan's POV

As I changed my shirt, I heard a knock on the door. I opened it, which was a big mistake.

"Hey Ryan," I was staring into the eyes of a devil. "How ya doin'?"

"Erica please, can you please not bother me?" I groaned.

"Why not? I need an interview from you." She protested.

"I don't want to give you an interview. Goodbye." As I turned to shut the door, she pushed herself inside. I raised an eyebrow at her.

"What the hell are you doing?" I asked. She smiled and began to touch my forearms.

"Ryan, baby, I missed you. If you dump Sarah, I'll give you everything she couldn't give you."

"Sorry but, I have everything that I want. And it doesn't include you."

"Oh that's just too bad." She began to move closer towards me. "You know, you were always known to be a good kisser. I wonder if you can still live up to that title." She inched towards my lips. Before I could even blink, she was all over me. I finally pushed her off, regaining all of the breath that she had taken out of me.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I asked with fury in my eyes.

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you? You used to never get enough of me."

"That was when I was dating you. Now I'm NOT dating you. So please, stop coming on to me. And leave my house while you're at it. You weren't welcome here anyways." I shoved her out the door and slammed it in her face before she could get another word out.

I grabbed my keys off of the counter and headed through the back door to my car. I didn't want to risk going through the front, knowing that Erica would still be there. I started the ignition and I drove back to the hospital. I made my way through nurses and doctor as I reached Sarah's room. I opened the door. As I opened my mouth to say something to Sarah, who was now barely awake, I glanced at the other person in the room who must've been her mother.

"Hi, you must be Mrs. Wilson." I extended my hand for her to shake. "I'm Ryan, Sarah's boyfriend."

"Nice to meet you, Ryan." She took my hand and softly shook it. "Please call me Margaret." She smiled. I instantly noticed how much they looked like each other.

"Ryan?" I turned to Sarah, her eyes we slightly opened. She winced in pain.

"Shhh, relax." I smiled as I kissed her hand. She tried her best to smile, but I know she was very weak. She closed her eyes and slowly drifted off into what seemed like a peaceful sleep.

"You are a nice gentleman, Mr. Ryan. You know, this was never the way I expected to meet you, but I'm glad I did." Margaret smiled.

"So am I, Margaret." I returned the smile.

"So how long have you dated Sarah?" She decided now was the time to start cracking down on the questions.

"4 months." I replied happily.

"Have you taken her on a date yet?"

"Yes I have."

"So have you had any sexual intercourses with her?" I laughed at her question, but stopped when I realized that she was serious.

"No ma'am." I cleared my throat and looked down.

"Do you plan on marrying her and perhaps, make a family together?"

"Possibly, in the future." I wasn't going to lie. I wanted this girl bad.

"Do you think that you would be a good husband? A good father?"

"Well, once I get all the training that I need," I thought for a minute. "Uh, yeah, I'll be a good husband and a good father. When the time comes, of course." I hesitantly smiled. Times like this, I wish that Sarah could wake up, so she could stop her mother from grilling me like a cheeseburger.

"Good. I'm glad to know that Sarah has fallen into the hands of the right guy." She smiled as she patted my hand. "Well, now that you are here, I'm going to go unpack. I'll be at Sarah's house. So if you need me, just knock." She smiled that same identical smile, just like Sarah.

"Sure, will do." I watched the door slam behind her. I quickly glanced at the clock. It read 12:33. I looked at Sarah, as she gracefully slumbered in her hospital bed. I pulled my chair close to her bedside, and held her hand. I rubbed her smooth hand. I rested my head on the bed, and soon enough, I dozed off into a deep sleep.

4 Hours Later…

I was awakened by a slight tug on my arm. I looked at Sarah and she had a little smile on her face.

"Hey there." She said.

"Hey, what are you doing up? You weren't supposed to be up until late tonight." I kissed her forehead.

"Well, I was done sleeping I guess, so I woke up." She quietly yawned, which was followed by a quick groan in pain.

"How long did the doctor say that you'll be here?" I asked.

"Well, she said possibly tomorrow or Thursday, but I can't go to work for about a week, just so my vein can heal up and so I can have enough blood in my system. They'll have to run some tests tonight and tomorrow to see how I'm doing."

"That's great." I smiled. The faster the week ended, the faster the time would come where I could hold Sarah in my arms.

"You know, your mother came in." I told her. Her eyes got huge.

"She did? I'm sorry for anything she said to you." She laughed.

"No, its okay. She asked if I had any sexual intercourses with you."

"Again, I'm sorry." She blushed.

"No it's okay." I laughed. "I said I didn't. Then she asked if I wanted to marry you. And have kids, too."

"Well, what did you say?" She was anxious for an answer.

"I said possibly. I mean, I don't know what the future holds, but when it gets here, I'll let you know." I grinned.

"And the kids?" She still wanted an answer.

"When the future comes, I'll let you know." She frowned and rolled her eyes.

"Gosh, Ryan." Before I could say anything, Alexx came in the room.

"I'm sorry to interrupt, but visiting hours are over for now." I glanced at the clock again, and it read 5:01.

"Alright, I'll come back after my shift." I kissed Sarah on the forehead and walked out the door. I drove to the lab. As walked inside, I saw Dominick being escorted out in handcuffs by an officer.

"Dammit, dammit, dammit. I'm arrested for attempted murder, while you're walking around free even though you shot to kill."

"Dominick," I started. "In case you didn't know, I'm a cop and that's my job. I get paid to do this, you don't." With that, he walked away, his head hung low.

I walked to the break room to make a cup of coffee. As I was pouring the coffee into the mug, Natalia came inside.

"Hey Ryan." She smiled.

"Hey, Nat. What's up?"

"We just finished the case. Dominick said that he had nothing against the victim; he just killed him because he thought that Sarah was going to be at the crime scene."

"That's ridiculous." I shook my head. The things people do nowadays.

"Yeah I know. Hey, um, why did Erica come here and tell me that you kissed her?"

"She did what?" I asked in astonishment. Then again, I didn't know why I was astonished; it was typical for her to go twisting stories.

"Yeah she said that she had gone over to your house to get an interview and you just started kissing her.

Liar, liar.

"That's not what happened. She came on to me."

"I know she did. I know you wouldn't do that, you love Sarah." Natalia said. It was true, I did love her. And Erica is steady trying to break us up by twisting stories and using her deceiving lies.

Well, I hope she knows, it's not gonna work. I love Sarah, and Sarah loves me. And that's that.

OOOOOOOOkay, this was like a filler in type chapter, so all comments accepted (: I think im going to go eat some cookie dough now; so R&R !