"Some things really are universal," Joey said softly, his words finally breaking the awkward silence.

Kevin looked up, his eyes leaving the emergency room doors for the first time in what felt like hours, "What?"

"You know-I go all these places taking pictures. I see these amazing things..all these different cultures, the way people eat, the way they dress, the way they live...it's all so different, but this," He glanced around the room, at the drawn faces of the people around him, the creased foreheads, the tear-stained cheeks, "This always looks the same. When bad things happen-whatever it is, wherever it is. It's the same look every time."

Kevin sighed, "She's gonna be ok, Joe." He needed to convince his brother just as much as he needed to convince himself. Things hadn't been easy with Kelly the last few years. He'd made a series of questionable choices and she'd done her best to match each one, but they were finally in a good place. They were being honest with each other-even seeing a marriage counselor. For the first time in a long time, he really believed there was hope for them.

More than that, he and his brother were getting back some semblance of what they used to have. Joey had been his best friend and it meant the world to him to have him in London-even if it meant Kelly was also seeing more of him. She assured him they were only friends, but Kevin couldn't shake the feeling that their connection was still there. Still, tonight Joey was keeping him sane. When he got the phone call that Kelly had been in a car accident, it had been Joey who'd driven to the hospital and kept it together long enough to get the reports from the doctor.

"Kev," Joey said, his hand touching his shoulder this time.

Kevin jumped a bit, realizing he'd been lost in his own thoughts. "Sorry...what?"

"You can see her. The doctor said you can go in."

Kevin stood quickly, his stomach dropping a bit. He couldn't quite understand this feeling-the anxiety that seemed to settle in his gut. "I," he hesitated, "maybe you should go in first. I mean you've always been good with the words and all..."

"Kevin, it's all gonna be fine. You heard what the doctor said-a couple of cracked ribs, a mild concussion. She's gonna be sore and have a hell of a headache. That's gonna be the worst of it. She'll be awake soon and I'm sure she'd like to see you when she is." Joey smiled supportively and gently nudged his brother towards the door.

Kevin nodded. "You're right as usual. Thanks." He stepped into the room, carefully taking a seat by the bed. Despite the accident, she had only one visible bruise which seemed almost unnoticeable as her soft hair fell across her face. Taking her hand in his, He softly whispered, "Kel, I'm here. Everything's gonna be fine...just fine."

He breathed a sigh of relief as he watched her eyes flutter ever so slightly. That simple gesture reassuring him that she heard his words and she knew he was with her. He brought her hand to his lips, kissing it softly. "Love you, Kel"

He thought he saw a slight smile before her mouth begin to move, her voice weak and barely discernible, but the message to him was all too clear.

"Love you, Joey."