The day came to a close quickly, Max unable to leave her bed for even just a moment. And she couldn't think about anything but Kate. Her mind centered around the usually cheerful girl. The hospital had failed to even call her today and let her know anything, and she contemplated calling them, but decided against it. Even if she did call them, what did she expect? They probably didn't have any new information for her. She wondered if they were able to save Kate, able to make her heart beat again, make her take those beautiful breaths of life. She had cried more today than she had in her whole life, and she just wanted Kate. She wanted her girlfriend to be here with her, holding her, telling her that everything was going to be okay. But Max didn't even know if everything was going to be okay.

It was nearing nighttime now, the sun just setting on the horizon, and Max still couldn't sleep a wink, and she didn't feel like doing anything else. School and everything else in her life were put on hold, at least until she knew that Kate was going to be okay. That's when she got a knock at her door, and it took nearly all the strength she had in her body to stand up and go answer it. Much to her surprise, it was Warren. And he looked just as bad as Max did, eyes all bloodshot, hair a mess and disheveled. But that was to be expected, after all, Kate was his friend too. He was probably hurting just as much. "Hey Max." He managed to get out. "Can I come in?" He inquired.

Max nodded, and opened her door wider to let her friend in, "How you holding up?" She asked, her voice breaking.

Warren shrugged, "I probably feel about the same as you do."

"I'm sorry." Max replied.

Warren sat down on the bed, putting his face in his hands, "I just couldn't be alone anymore, you know? So I thought I'd come visit you."

"Well thanks." Max replied, sitting beside her friend. "I could use the company anyway." She added, and then the two sat there in silence, just lost and lost in their sea of thoughts. Unable to speak of the unthinkable. What if Kate hadn't made it? What if she was already dead and the hospital just couldn't confirm it yet? All these questions floated unanswered in the air, and Max just wished she could shut her brain off for a while to get some peace and quiet. "Do you think she's okay?" She then inquired, breaking the silence with her voice only above a whisper.

"Honestly..." Warren trailed off, "I don't know, Max."

"I wish they would call."

"Me too."

The two didn't sleep at all, they couldn't, not with everything that was going on. So instead, they sat up all night, watching comedy movies on Max's laptop. They tried to lighten the mood, but it didn't really work. Not with Kate's life in question. And before Warren and Max knew it, the sun was coming up, signaling it was morning. They had stayed up all night that night. Just being there for each other, and watching the movies. And when it was finally considered early enough, the two cut class and went to go get breakfast and coffee. Max needed it; after all, she felt so groggy after sitting up all night with Warren. "I don't know how much longer I can take this..." Max trailed off, sighing angrily as they sat there, in the cafeteria, sipping on their coffee.

Warren sighed, "It should be soon, Max."

Her cell phone laid in the middle of the table between them, but it remained silent for the time being. Ever so often, Max's blue eyes would drift to it, praying for it to ring. And she would remember that there was a picture of she and Kate as her lock screen, holding hands and walking together. Warren had taken the picture, and it made her want to cry, because she might not ever see her girlfriend happy and alive ever again. She was about to say fuck it, and go back to her room to go to sleep, but that's when her phone started ringing and vibrating, a random number on the screen.

"Oh god... Oh god..." She almost started hyperventilating because she knew it was them.

"Answer it!" Warren nearly exclaimed.

The brunette shook her head, and shoved the phone towards Warren, "I can't. You do it."

Warren nodded, and picked the phone up, answering it and holding it to his ear. Max only watched with careful eyes at he sat there and listened to every word they had to say. When he was done listening, he took the phone away from his ear, and handed it to Max. "They want to talk to you." He said simply, and she gave a solemn nod before taking the phone in her shaking hands, and held it up to her ear. She held her breath, waiting for the hospital people to speak, and she could feel tears welling in the corner of her eyes, and she didn't know how long she could hold them in.

"Is this Max Caulfield?"

"Speaking."

"Kate Marsh is stable, but very weak..." She heard the hospital people say, and as soon as she heard that, she let out a breath of relief, and the tears flowed out of her ocean blue eyes. "We managed to save her, and you should be able to come visit in a day or so. Her parents have already been here to take care of everything..." The hospital lady continued to speak, but Max didn't care about anything else she had to say. As long as she was able to go visit her baby Kate, then everything was going to be okay. But Max knew that Kate had a long road of recovery ahead of her, and that she would need support more than anything. Max was more than ready though, she would be there for her girlfriend no matter what.

"Okay, thank you." She managed to get out, and then hung up the phone.

"Well?" Warren questioned. "What'd they say?"

"She's alive."