Author's Note: I hope you guys enjoy this one!

Day One-Hundred Twenty-Seven: Safe & Sound by Taylor Swift feat. The Civil Wars

I remembered crying so much when I found him.

He was lying down in the forest. He almost looked like he was asleep. If not for all the blood. His blood was everywhere.

I dived to feel something from him: a pulse, a shaky breath, anything. I felt a weak heartbeat. But it was still there.

"I'm never letting you go," I assured him, if he really could hear me. I could feel the tears covering my face. I got that awful feeling when you're crying so much, your eyes begin to hurt and you can feel the tears dry on your cheeks. The worst part was that I could hardly feel the tears rolling down; I only felt the pain and the tearstains.

I didn't want to admit it to anyone there and especially not myself, but I really thought he was on the verge of death.

"Somebody call 911!" I exclaimed.

Emily was too numb to move, as was Hanna. That left Aria, who shakily pulled out her phone and frantically dialed 911.

I pulled him closer. "Don't leave me here alone," I pleaded with him. "Just stay," I murmured.

Thinking back, I knew why I never wanted him to leave. Aside from the obvious of losing someone I was in love with, he was the only light in my life at the moment. He was untouched by A and Alison's killer.

Until now.

Tonight, all the tranquility and security I had felt about our relationship was gone. I could no longer count on that being untouched and untarnished by A.

I was waiting in the hospital to find out news about him for quite some time. Hours. Aria went home. A few hours later, Hanna did, too. Emily stayed with me for a long time. When the doctors finally came out to tell us that he was going to require surgery which would hopefully stop the bleeding, she stayed for a while more before going.

I was the only one there for him. His stepmother and father were both nowhere to be seen. I think he had said something about them going to Europe for a long vacation before this all happened.

If only I had insisted he didn't follow us. He insisted on following us to where we were supposed to be meeting A. I don't know how I was so stupid to let him actually do that.

Well, I guess I assumed that it was because if I hadn't said yes, he would've followed me anyway.

Those were the only thoughts I had for hours. One of the doctors finally came to see me, being as I was the only person there for him.

"He's…sleeping and in stable condition, but…he's weak and in pain," he warned me. "You can go in and see him, though."

I nodded before walking into the room. He looked almost the same, but bruised. I couldn't believe A had done this to him.

I walked over to the bed and sat next to him. It was the middle of the night and all I wanted was to lie there with him.

"You're going to be fine," I assured him. I was really just assuring myself. Surely, A couldn't get to him here. They wouldn't get to him here, while I was lying beside him. He was safe and sound for now.

I closed my eyes and listened to his heartbeat. It was stronger than before. I hoped he knew that I was there for him.

I could listen to his heart for forever. It was like music to my ears or my favorite lullaby.

All I could do now was pray that A wouldn't come near us and that I wouldn't have to live without my favorite lullaby.

LittleBittyAbby: Glad you liked it. I'm not a huge fan of Megan & Liz (I like some of their songs), mostly because they're a little too...poppy for me. I don't really like a lot of bubblegum pop music.

Sarah:Agreed. I'm really glad you like my work. I love having you as a reader! And...um...okay. I don't really have a ton of words I don't like. IDK I just like words I guess. The word moist doesn't bother me. But every time I hear the word moist, I think of moist cake/cupcakes or a moist towelette. I'm a weirdo, I know.

MilaMizz:I actually like Spencer/Hanna/Emily more, mostly because I think Aria is really pretentious and always finds a way to make everything about her. Other OT3s I have: Spencer/Caleb/Toby, Spencer/Caleb/Hanna, Spencer/Toby/Jason...and my OT4 would definitely be Spencer/Caleb/Hanna/Toby. That would just be the greatest. Ha ha ha...I love that story. I can't wait to do it. I just want it to be the right time, which is why I gave you guys the option. I don't want to do it too early, but if you guys think I'm ready, then I'd love to do it. I had to take a moment to get the last one. I feel like an idiot. Some of those jokes are so lame...but I have lamer jokes. True but sad.

sarahschneider2012: Yes, he does.

AL3110:London is nicer than NYC, but NYC has more flavour. I could imagine you wanting to go to NYC, though. Just be warned: it's a little overwhelming if you come from a small town. It is HUGE and you can barely walk on the sidewalk. I'm glad you love it. Maybe I'll make you a character in that story ;)

tobyequalshottness:You'll find out what happens...if you choose that story for me to write. I'm glad you liked it. I'm really not keen on writing the runaway one-shots.

And now, the selection from "Lonely Hearts Club". Just a warning, it doesn't give a TON of insight on what actually happens for the story, but I haven't gone into that story THAT much yet:

"I'm just so worried that he's cheating on me. Am I being paranoid, or do you really think there's something going on?"

There was a silent pause and I waited at the stoplight as I drove home. The only response, at the moment, was the soft pitter-patter of the rain on the car and on the pavement outside.

Finally, the so-called shrink answered. "I think you may be reading too much into it. Maybe he's stressed out from work. You said he's a big player in a worldwide telecommunications company? Maybe something's been going on at work or he's hoping to close some big deal. A few random phone calls and some odd weekend trips aren't that much to be concerned about," she insisted.

That sounded like complete and utter bullshit.

I knew that if it were me and my boyfriend took spontaneous weekend trips and never told me where he was going or started acting all secretive, I certainly wouldn't be taking any of it. I'd definitely think that there was something wrong.

But my boyfriend wasn't like that. I didn't get to see him all that often since he was busy and he was very successful at the corporation he and a few of his friends started, but even if I did see him all the time, I wouldn't have that kind of problem with him.

"But it happens just about every weekend. And now it's not just weekends. He comes home late from work and he's always on his phone when he's home."

"I'm sure it's not that bad—"

"It is."

This poor girl. And this stupid shrink was just trying to insist that everything was alright. I shook my head as the light turned green.

"If you're so convinced that your husband is cheating, just ask him. You never know; maybe if he is cheating on you, he'll tell you the truth."

Ha! Like that would ever happen! I didn't know what this woman was drinking, but she obviously needed to get off of it, ASAP.

I felt bad for the girl as they put on a song for her. It was a pretty sad song. If they were trying to make her feel better, clearly, it was a feeble attempt.

Even though I pitied her, I couldn't help but think that I would never be her. I had a great boyfriend who would never cheat on me.

This one feels longer than the rest, but oh, the irony in this one.

The next one-shot is going to be Dance Me to the End of Love by Leonard Cohen (but seriously listen to The Civil Wars' version of it) and it's going to be a dip into the Red Universe (once again). And since that was the last preview, tell me which one you liked the most/two you liked the most! -Kayson