Gajeel ran down the hall, his head reeling. He couldn't stand to be in that room. Seeing Juvia like that...it was too much. He needed to breathe, he needed...Levy. He patted his pockets anxiously, searching for his phone. Pulling it out he let out a breath. Levy would know what to do, he quickly dialed her number. Placing the phone to his ear he counted the ring.

One...two...three… screwing his eyes shut, he prayed for her to answer.

Four...fi-

"Hello?"

He sighed in relief.

"Levy…" he choked, dammit, he was about to cry.

"Gajeel?" she asked nervously.

Blinking back hot tears he breathed deeply.

"Ju-Juvia." His voice broke unwillingly, he felt himself begin to crack.

"Where are you?" her voice held a sort of reassuring authority.

He told her, he could practically see her face, calculating how long it would take for her to get there. He didn't even have to ask, and that's what he loved about her.

The chilly weather was welcomed, as Gajeel stepped outside. The cold refreshed him from the stuffy hospital air, glancing around he took a seat on a ledge and waited for Levy's arrival. He kept replaying that moment in his head, Gray's agonized sobs, Lucy running at him...Juvia. He clenched his fists, what had happened? How could she have gotten so hurt? He knew the answer of course. Lucy had told him in the lobby; Juvia had been hit by a car. The thought alone made him want to puke. He couldn't stop picturing it, her walking across the road in the dark, getting caught in the headlights, maybe even screaming. Was she conscious afterwards? Did she feel any pain? How long had she just been laying on the side of the road until the ambulance arrived? Placing his hands over his face, he tried to keep the dark thoughts out. A brisk tap on his shoulder urged him to look up.

"Levy!" he exclaimed, jumping to his feet.

She smiled at him.
"Yo! So what's going on because Lucy won't answe-"

He tackled her into a hug, earning a surprised yelp from the girl. Burrowing his face in the crook of her neck, he desperately tried to hold back his tears. He felt her small arms reach up, pulling him in closer.

"It's ok." she whispered, gently stroking his hair. He felt the hot tears escape his eyes, He felt bad for getting Levy's sweater wet, but he didn't want her to see him cry. Quivering, he sobbed softly into the girl's comforting embrace.

"Gajeel!" Gray croaked as the boy ran out the room.

Lucy stood, wiping her tears on her sleeve.

"Should we go after him?" She asked.

A silence followed as the two looked over at Juvia. Neither of them wanted to leave her, but Gajeel…

The door opened slowly, their heads snapped up turning towards the sound.

"Gaje-" Lucy began but paused, the man in the doorway was not Gajeel. He didn't notice the two at first and stepped inside. He began to remove his coat and hung it neatly on the hook on the door. He had long green hair tied in a lazy ponytail at the top of his head, Gray couldn't help but stare as he walked over to the other patient's bed and sat in the chair next to it. He let out an exhausted sigh, gazing at the man in bed. Gray exchanged a panic glance with Lucy.

What do we do?

He tried to ask her. She shrugged helplessly. The green haired man must've heard her move or something because he jumped to his feet awkwardly. Stuttering, he rubbed a hand behind his neck. Gray stared as his face reddened.

"I'm sorry! I didn't realize you were here…"

It was Lucy who stepped forward, she offered the man a warm smile.

"No, no, it's fine. Our bad for not saying anything." Gray stared incredulously as she chuckled. A warm sense of pride filled him as he watched his friend act all cheery when she clearly wasn't. Lucy was strong, stronger than Gray ever could've been. She extended a hand to the stranger. He walked over and shook it, returning her smile, for a fleeting moment his eyes darted over to Juvia's bed, his smile wavered.

"I'm Lucy," she told him, grabbing his attention from Juvia's unconscious form.

"and this is my friend Gray." an awkward silence followed, where she debated introducing Juvia. The man nodded,

"I'm Freed," he said motioning to himself,

"and that guy behind the curtain is Laxus, my bo- my friend."

He finished awkwardly, his face returning to it's brilliant shade of red.

"Boyfriend, you bastard." A low voice from the other side of the curtain said.

Gray hadn't thought it possible but Freed's face managed to turn even redder.

"T-that's what I meant." he muttered at the curtain.
"Oi, mind drawing the curtain so that I can actually see my new roommate?"

The voice; Laxus said. Freed turned to Gray and Lucy, checking to see if that would be ok. They both nodded, earning a sweet smile from Freed. As he eagerly drawed back the curtain dividing them. Laxus was hoisted on his elbows, his blonde hair spiking in every direction. HIs eyes scanned them, going from Lucy, to Juvia, to Gray. Locking eyes with him, Gray felt a sort of shock, jolt through him.

"Gray?"

A/N: So, this chapter took a little longer to write, mostly cause school is starting up again and I needed to organize my things (also the spoilers for the new chapter made it hard to write) but anyways here you go~ As promised ;)