Hello, lovelies. I hope you liked the last chapter. Anyways, this is the third to last chapter in this story. I know. Scary. Anyways, if you think I should write a sequel, please let me know in a review or something. Remember to do this if you think I should, because I won't do it if I don't think anyone'll read it.

Summary: McKinley High goes on lockdown with Marley and Kitty stuck in the choir room together. Karley.

Characters: Marley R. and Kitty

Rating: T

FIVE DAYS AFTER, 11:14 A.M.

An angel.

She looked like an angel, lying on the hospital bed so serenely. Her hair flowed around her shoulders in a halo, the waves gently cascading down and her eyes closed. Her hands were lying perfectly at her sides, and the still rise and fall of her stomach was obvious. She could've been sleeping.

Marley's eyes traced the subtle corners of her mouth and the gentle swooping lines of her face, the breathing aid in her nose nearly wrecking the picture. Marley swallowed. She looked so weak and helpless and vulnerable, and it made Marley want to cry. She had been crying too much lately. She would have to stop.

The quiet beeping of monitors brought Marley back to the present, and she blushed quickly after she realized she had been staring. She swallowed and sat down on a chair that had been set next to her bed, dismissing the nurse that had followed her into the room with a cold glare.

"I can't leave, it's protocol," the nurse replied with a sappy expression, and Marley rolled her eyes. She was so sick of authority figures right now.

"Give me a few minutes," she said coldly, and the nurse rolled her eyes and shut the door behind her. She turned back to Kitty's still figure, lying unmoving on a hospital bed and tears began to form dangerously fast in her eyes.

"Kitty," she whispered, and leaned forward on the edge of the chair, taking one of her strangely cold hands in her own and holding it. "Please talk to me."

But the girl stayed silent, and for a moment, Marley just about lost hope. But she would wake up, she knew that. The doctor had promised, and he kept his promises, or so she hoped. She would wake up and everything would be alright and if it were up to Marley, they could even go on as they had before this entire thing and it would be okay, as long as Kitty was fine.

"You know, I never really thanked you," Marley said quietly, looking down at Kitty's hand and the back up at her face. "F-For saving my life, in a way?" She said, but the statement was more of a question. "No," she said, staring to the side, wiping away a single tear that came across her face. "You did save my life."

She paused for a moment and smiled bitterly. Her greatest enemy had saved her life. She owed her, she owed her too much. "I found out what happened to the choir room," she said slowly, a tear trickling down her face. "I talked to some other people before I came in here." She had gone down to the hospital cafeteria and sat down next to Sugar, who seemed oddly pale and weak. Sugar had been one of the last ones to get out of the school the next day, and on her way outside, she saw that someone had shot a gigantic hole in the choir room door. Sugar had been so unlike her usual self, she had been tired and frail and weak and barely eating anything, picking at her food with a unenthusiastic air that was surprising for her.

"They shot a hole in the door," Marley informed Kitty, and she smiled wryly. "You were right. Of course you were right," she smiled and laughed breathlessly, tears flowing down her face. "They got in, eventually." She paused. "You were right," she repeated, this time slowly. "Goddamn it, of course you were." She began to gasp for breath and released Kitty's hand, where it hung limply by her side. "We would've been in serious trouble, you and I. It's a good thing we left…" her voice trailed off, and she looked up at Kitty, her expression blank and unmoving as ever.

"You need to wake up," she said, her voice cracking. "You need to, I-I don't know what I'll do if you don't wake up soon," Or if you don't wake up at all. "I've talked to a few people, most of them are here." She swallowed. "I-I've seen Sugar, and she told me that Sam and Ryder are okay. J-Jake isn't, of course, but it'll be fine. We'll be fine."

She didn't respond, and Marley shook her head desperately, her heart twisting violently around in her stomach.

"Kitty, you need to wake up, you need to remember," Marley pleaded, and all attempts of not crying were gone. She bit her fist desperately, a choked sob rising up in her throat. She looked disgusting, she probably did, but Marley Rose didn't care at this point. "I just need to tell you—when you're listening, of course—I just need to tell you thank you. For everything."

She paused for a moment, trying to find something to say. The doctor had said that talking to her would help. Marley wanted to help. She needed to help. "Your doctor said to talk to you," she said meekly, "but I don't know what about." She paused for another few seconds. "Your parents have been here a few times," she offered, not even truly looking at Kitty. "They-they're worried sick. Or so the doctor tells me." Her speech stopped abruptly. She hadn't ever spoken to Kitty's parents. She hadn't even seen them at all. Kitty had never told her about them, but Marley could guess their relationship wasn't too positive.

"Anyways," Marley took a deep breath and wiped a tear from her cheek. "I don't know what I'm going to do when you wake up." I love you. "Just make sure it happens. Please."

The heart monitor began to beep loudly, and Marley got up quickly in a panicked haze and the nurse strode in, knocking her rudely to the side. "What did you do?" She asked, looking at the monitor.

"N-Nothing," Marley stuttered. "I didn't press anything." The nurse pointed to the door and Marley nodded quickly, stepping outside and pressing herself against the wall.

The nurse pressed a button and almost immediately a doctor came rushing into the room, his look harried and irritated. "What happened?" He growled, and Marley stood outside the door listening.

"Heart monitor," she heard the nurse mutter, and there was strange mechanical beeping sound from the door. Marley closed her eyes tightly, not wanting to look.

"She's waking up," the doctor said, and Marley's heart began to flutter. The monitors began to beep like crazy, and Marley peeked around the doorframe.

Her view of the hospital bed was kind of obstructed by the doctor leaning over, obviously checking something. "Miss Wilde, we're going to need you to be calm," he instructed, and when he leaned back, Kitty's eyes were open.

Kitty's gaze flickered around, obviously disoriented. White. Lots of white. A doctor…? Kitty's mind slowly began to push the pieces together. Hospital. But why? She tried to remember everything. Last memory she had was..uh.. yes. Going to class. Something happened, something drastic. But what?

Shots. The choir room. The sight of brown hair and startlingly blue eyes. Marley Rose. But why would Marley Rose be connected to this in any way?

Memories began to flood Kitty's mind and her head felt sharp and strange. She shook it lightly, feeling it pounding. She remembered everything, and the memories hurt. Looking up slightly, she saw Marley standing in the doorway, her hair falling perfectly onto her shoulders and her eyes full of fear.

"Marley?" Kitty asked and blinked a couple of times, almost like Marley was a hallucination that she didn't want to disappear. Marley held a single finger up to her lips and Kitty seemed to understand, but it was too late.

The doctor whipped around and stared at Marley with an annoyed expression. "Get out of here," the doctor said, and Marley nodded, biting her lip and turning to go.

"No," Kitty said, and Marley stopped, turning around. "She-I need to talk to her." Her voice was rough and scratchy and hoarse.

The doctor sighed and waved her in, stepping towards the door. "Kitty?" Marley asked, tears leaking out of her eyes. She stepped towards the bed.

"H-Hi," Kitty said and erupted into a coughing fit.

"How much do you remember?" Marley asked quietly, staring at the ground awkwardly, not wanting to meet Kitty's eyes. There was an uncomfortable silence and Marley looked up, her gaze flickering and meeting Kitty's eyes directly. She smiled weakly and coughed, waving her hand vaguely through the air.

"Everything."