Hey guys. Sorry for taking so long. I was out of ideas, and I had to get some advice from a friend. Thanks, Chris! You're a lifesaver! With that said, here goes nothing...

Hiro's P.O.V.

"Erika!" I screamed, running over to her. Her eyes were only half-lidded, and I didn't think it was because of tiredness. I saw her hold her eyes open for a second, enough to get a glimpse of my breakdown. I started to cry, my sobs sounding weird and unnatural. The others had the guy in restraint, and Honey was calling the cops.

I turned to look at them. "Guys." I could barely speak, so I had really only mouthed it.

I lay Erika's head in my lap, feeling the blood running from the back of her head. Her eyes were closed now, and her breathing was starting to slow. I started to panic.

"Honey! What do I do?!" I yelled, finally gaining control of my voice again.

Honey gasped, and knelt beside me, the phone still in her hand. "Yeah, can you bring an ambulance, too? This girl's got a major injury to the back of her head, and she's lost consciousness. Her breathing's slowing, and she is currently unresponsive." Honey said into the phone, then hung up.

"They said to hold a damp cloth to her head, and apply pressure to try and stop the bleeding until they got there." Honey explained, grabbing a towel from a nearby stand.

"Okay," I said, not really sure. My head was spinning so fast I wasn't even sure what I was thinking. Well, other than God let her be alright, God please, God, God please let her be alright. I chanted silently in my head.

Honey wet the cloth, then handed it to me. At first I just stared at it, then remembered. I pushed the cloth to the back of her head, the blood turning it red faster than Fred could down a can of pop. Which, to my knowledge, is really fast.

The ambulance arrived in less than five minutes, along with a police car, to haul the crook away. But before the police pushed him out of the room, the man leaned close to me.

"Watch your back, son." He said, which caught me off guard. 'Watch your back'? What's that supposed to mean?

But I quickly shrugged it off, having it come from a criminal. I mean, he's going to prison? How's he gonna get to me?

I helped set Erika on the stretcher, and let one of the paramedics replace the towel, and take over my job.

"How are you six related to this child?" The first paramedic asked us.

"We're best friends," I said, worry plastered all over my face.

The paramedic nodded, then asked us another question.

"Where're her parents?"

"Work."

"Siblings?"

"Her brother's at school."

"So why isn't she?"

This time we didn't have an answer.

"Skipping school, huh?" He smiled. "I remember those days . . ." he trailed off, his eyes wandering.

"Alright, you six pile in and we'll take you all to the hospital, since it looks like you don't have a ride." He said, looking at the vacant driveway.

They slowly maneuvered Erika so she could be wheeled into the ambulance without difficulty, then gestured for us to climb inside.

I sat by her head, the opposite side of the first paramedic. The second was at the wheel. Honey sat beside me, and Fred beside her. Wasabi and Gogo sat across from us, while Baymax had to retract into his luggage in order to fit on my lap.

The ride was agonizingly long, and every second the monitor stuttered, my heart jerked with it. I wanted to hold her hand . . . but then again, what'll happen if I do? Everyone will tease us, and, again, what if she has a boyfriend?

I decided against it, and I watched as the paramedic put a cannula around her ears, attached an IV, and checked her vitals as we finished the journey.

The ambulance jerked to a stop in the front of San Fransokyo Public Hospital, and they almost physically pushed us out, which did NOT make me very happy.

"Please go wait in the lobby, and we will bring you back when she is stabilized." The second paramedic said politely, smiling at us. She was nice.

So, we did, all the while I could just fidget with my hands. I was so nervous . . .

"Erika Haffner's friends and/or family?" The nurse asked. I jumped up faster than I imagined. Everyone else followed, but I was still in the front. I would never be anywhere else.

We made our way down the hall, and stopped at a room marked 407.

"Please do not make any loud noises. It will disturb her." The nurse advised, then let us in.

I almost fainted at the sight before me.

Tubes we everywhere. I couldn't walk four steps in before almost stepping on one. I sighed, the tears finally welling up when I saw her face. Her nose was black and blue, and there were blood stains on the pillow. Her head was wrapped with a bandage, but it had already been soaked and was already thoroughly red. The monitor's beeping was unusually fast, but then again, my heartbeat was even faster.

I tried to talk in my regular voice, but it only came out in a whisper. "Erika?" I asked, finally reaching the head of her bed.

I lightly brushed her hand, only to feel ice underneath it.

"She is on the verge of death." the nurse said, a frown on her face. "We only hope that she will survive."

I fought back the tears once more (it sounds heroic, just go with it), and stared at her pale face. I hated this.

"We'll leave you two alone." Honey said, looking at everyone before heading out.

Wasabi, and Fred followed without a sound, while Gogo stared for a moment. "My condolences."

I smiled weakly, and she smiled back. But as soon as she did, she was gone.

I turned towards the bed, hating every second of this nightmare that guy caused. I hoped he would be in jail for a long time.

"I'm sorry, Erika. I should've been there. I should've been faster, maybe have caught you faster or stopped you from falling at all," I rambled. I felt the tears finally start to make their way down my cheeks. I couldn't hold it any longer. I held them in for as long as I could, but it wasn't very long before I let them loose. They fell like raindrops, splashing and pooling around my feet. But then, after all this, an even worse nightmare occurred.

The monitor stopped beeping.