Okay, technically I'm only 53 minutes late on this. It's 12:53 a.m. and I posted the last chapter at about 1:30 a.m. the day before yesterday... so ha! If that logic makes any sense, when I said it would be up tomorrow I meant like before 53 mins. ago, so actually I did better than I thought I would. You thought I forgot didn't you, well no I didn't I just wasn't home all day.

Be forewarned this one is short too, I have somewhat of a plan I swear. I kinda pulled an Amy Sherman-Palladino thing, for those of you familiar with Gilmore Girls, she knew what four words she wanted to end the series with (which they haven't been used yet, yes I am still hopeful and I know I shouldn't be!) and I know what sentence I want to end it with, so when it comes around... I'll be done. And I think you all will really love it and be somewhat suprised.

What else what else, all mistakes are mine.

And this is your disclaimer here! Of course I don't own it, I'm 17. Who ever heard of a 17 year old with her own t.v show. Hmm, maybe I should be the first.

Alright ending it here, hope you enjoy.

"Kate?" Rick called, announcing his arrival the next morning. He was beginning to get worried; he had been asleep, with his phone on silent, when she had called last night. So after finding her two missed calls he tried calling her back that morning, and when she didn't answer; mild fear began to rise in him.

Setting his luggage down, he moved towards her bedroom calling out for her again. But the fear that had crept up on him that morning reared its head and turned into a full blown panic attack when he caught sight of her bedroom door, or more accurately what was left of it; lying on the floor. Finding her bathroom door in the same state, he ran in and found her cell phone on the ground, the window ajar.

"Richard?" A voice startled him from his investigation.

"Mr. Johnson?" He questioned spinning around to question his neighbor.

"Sorry to scare you, your door was open so I let myself in."

"That's fine, have you seen her?" He asked expectantly, obviously in no mood for small talk.

"Yes! I tried calling you last night but you wouldn't answer. I had to take her to the hospital.

"What happened?" He exclaimed nearing hysteria.

"I found her outside of my house; she had fallen and hit her head. Or at least I thought she had fallen. I did see an older man running, more like stumbling away from her down the street."

He was too worried about her health to even think about giving into the impending anger that he felt sneaking up on him at the fact that her father had hurt her, yet again.

"Which hospital?"

"Nope, you're in no condition to drive. I'll take you."

Nodding wordlessly, he led the way out of the house in a daze as his neighbor locked up behind him, grabbing Rick's keys and phone before they walked out.

Arriving at the hospital, he jumped out before Mr. Johnson even had time to stop.

"I'll just park and be right up." He yelled to Rick's retreating back, the only sign of recognition he received was a small wave.

"Kate Beckett, which room?" He asked frantically, once he arrived at the nurses' station.

"And you are?"

"I'm her…." What am I? He wondered instantly. If I'm not family and if she's in serious condition they won't let me see her, and honestly I don't even know what we are; best friends? Boyfriend and girlfriend? To anyone else looking at us, it would seem we were together. "Fiancé," woah where did that come from?

Though the nurse, who was slightly attractive with blonde hair and sea green eyes; seemed to take his word for it and clicked through her computer for a few moments. More than surprised that she had believed his fiancé story, he breathed a sigh of relief as she rattled off the room number and directions.

"308, take the elevator behind you to the third floor take the first right when you get out, and it's the first door on your left." By the time she ended her sentence she was talking to an empty space, as Rick was already signaling which floor on the elevator.

A doctor was just coming out of her room and stopped him before he could enter.

"You must be the fiancé?"

"Yeah." He answered curtly trying to side step the doctor into her room.

"They rang up and told me you were here, I'm Dr. McKay, can we talk for a minute?" The doctor asked as he motioned towards the waiting room.

"How bad is it, and in English please? I never understood your doctor talk, no matter how much research I did." Rick asked once he took a seat across from him.

McKay chuckled at this, "When she fell, she hit her head fairly hard on the pavement, rendering her unconscious. She did suffer from a mild concussion which is caused the unconsciousness, but that seems to be the extent of her injuries. Except for a sprained wrist from when she tried to catch herself, we put a soft cast on it which can come off in a couple weeks. It was a closed head injury, meaning it didn't fracture the skull. But we did a CT just to be safe and there were no underlying injuries to her brain."

"How long until she wakes up?"

"Foregoing any complications, which I don't believe there will be any, it should be a couple hours at most. This is just her body's way of dealing with the stress of the fall."

Nodding his understanding he stood up to shake the doctor's hand.

"Thank you."

"Of course, and I'll be in to check on her sporadically so if you have any more questions, I'll be around."

The sight that greeted him wasn't nearly as bad as the picture that his overactive imagination had conjured up for him, but it was still enough to cause him to choke back a sob and grip the bed for support. Kate lay before him with white gauze wrapped around her head, holding a thicker bandage against the left side of her forehead, a dark bruised creeping out from under the edges. Reminding himself of the doctor's reassurance he straightened up and moved to the side of her bed, taking her hand in his. If she ever found out he had cried, she would never let him live it down.

I can hear it now, "She's not awake yet!"

Don't come at me with pitchforks yet, it will be here soon enough.

Reviews are greatly appreciated, does it sound like I'm begging. I didn't want to come off like that, but I really savor reviews.

Thanks for reading kids.

Much love,

-Anna Lee