That night, I had no dreams, just memories playing over and over again. The first time I met Gajeel, the second time I hurt him, our 'not really' dates, our Halloween together and our sleepover. The cute moments and the not-so cute moments, but then it got weird. The scene of the crash started to play, bits and pieces at first but it then started to blend into one big picture.

There was an immense pain surging through my head and body, it's indescribable the pain that pumped through my head. My vision was hazed and I saw sparks in my vision as it went in and out. I heard people talking and sirens blasting so close to my ear that I cringed and wanted to beg for it to stop, but nothing came out. Not a croak or a squeak. I tried turning my head to see my surroundings but I passed out before I could see anything.

"Ms. McGarden! Ms. McGarden! Can you hear me?" I heard a female voice shout as my vision started to come back. There was a bright light being flashed in my eyes and I tried to speak, but the only thing I could say was a name.

"Gajeel." I croaked desperate to stay conscious. My mind played tricks on me, constantly showing me the grumpy welder that goes to my school. His cocky grin, his wide smile, his frowns and his voice. All I could think about was him, like my brain shook something loose when I bashed my head.

"Gajeel….Gajeel…"

"Who's Gajeel?" I heard a male voice ask, "I'm not sure but, take her phone and see if there's a Gajeel in it. If so, call him. It may be her boyfriend." The woman spoke, handing over my cellphone to the male EMT. I was in an ambulance, the sound of muffled sirens and the bump and rock of the vehicle made me sick. I wanted to see him, I needed him to be here to make me feel better…like he always did.

I chanted his name before blacking out again and waking up in another place. I was laying down on a bed being pushed through a bright white hallway with people in scrubs, some looking down at me and some ahead of them. I felt something around my neck, preventing me from turning it. "We have to get her to surgery stat! She's losing too much blood!"

I'm losing too much blood? Why am I losing blood? Why do I have to go to surgery? Why is everyone so blurry?

"Ms. McGarden! Do you know where you are? Do you know what happened?" a woman asked as she ran with the bed she was pushing me in.

I tried to talk but nothing came out but a squeak and a pain in my throat.

"Her throat is scarred. Try not to make any noise or sounds, ok?" The woman said as she looked straight ahead. Before I could even acknowledge her request, I blacked out again.

"Levy! Levy!?" I heard a raspy voice asked as I felt hands lightly shake me awake.

"Huh?" I asked bolting upright, out of breath. I was panting, my eyes wide searching my surroundings as I felt sweat run down my forehead. I was in my hospital room, with a distressed Gajeel looking down at me. "What's wrong?" I asked trying to calm my frantic heartbeat.

"You were screaming in your sleep, then you were mumbling and then you were panting like crazy. It sounded like you were having a panic attack or like you couldn't breathe."

Well he's not wrong, I couldn't breathe with that thing wrapped around my neck and the screaming must've came from the start of the accident. I hope I wasn't too loud. Wait…why is he still here? I thought visiting hours were over?

Looking at the still tense Gajeel, I asked him why he was still here in my room. "Ol' lady said I could stay since you'll be released today, but I had to sweet talk her into letting me though. She's a tough ol' bat, but she cares at least."

"I'll be released? Today?" I asked looking to my window to see the sun starting to make its ascent into the purple sky. It's morning? He stayed all night, in that stiff chair? "Why didn't you go back to your dorm? I know that chair can't be comfortable enough to sleep in." I frowned as he eased back into his seat.

"Eh, it's ok. I've slept in worse places, so a hard chair in a hospital isn't so bad, plus I wanted to asked you a question as soon as you woke up?"

"Hm? What is it?"

"You said, it's better than your dream, before you fell asleep. What did you mean?" He asked his red eyes eager for an answer but his face showed a cool impression.

Crap! He actually did hear me! How am I going to get myself out of this one? Say, ever since I've been here I've had romantic dreams about us as a couple and what makes it worse, is that I liked them! Or I could say, I was just mumbling nonsense, it's the meds they have me on! I was getting ready to say anything that'll spill out first, but the sound of the door opening tore our attention away.

"Ah! Ms. McGarden, you're awake, so I'm pretty sure you heard the great news." Dr. Porlyusica said as she approached the end of my bed.

"Yes. I get to go back to school today?"

"Yep, but before you go, we would do a quick physical just to double check your injuries before we discharge you. That'll be later though. I'm going to check on your friend before I elaborate anything else, so I'll be right back." She spoke before walking out.

I get to leave today! I get to go back to my bed, to my books and friends and…dear Mavis! When was the last time I took a shower?! For the first time in a while, I was hyper aware of my appearance. I have to look all types of crazy to Gajeel, but most of all, DO I SMELL? My body became stiff and I felt like I had rolled around in a pile of manure and desperately wanted a shower, but there's no way I can take one with him in here. I have to get him out here, somehow give him a task to do.

It was then, when it clicked. The perfect plan, to get him out of my room as well as get him to do me favor. "Hey, Gajeel? Can you do me a favor?"

"Yea, what's up?"

"Do you mind going to my room, to pick up some clothes for me?" I asked.

"Um? You sure Cana or Juvia won't be good for that, because you know I'll have to go through your underwear drawer, right?" he stated with a raised pierced brow.

I clearly did not think about that. He would have to look at my underwear, but I have no choice, he has to go. "I can trust you not to a pervert, right?" I asked with a small hesitant smile.

He shrugged with a sly smile, causing me to swat his arm. "Hey! I didn't say no!"

"You didn't say yes, either!" I giggled.

"Alright, I promise I won't go snooping, just tell me what to get." He said standing up with his hands in his pockets.

I thought for a second, before speaking, "grab my orange hoodie and sweatpants, and my white shoes, well, just the left shoe. Oh! Can you grab my hairbrush, it should be on my bathroom sink, along with my headbands, so grab one of those?"

"That's it?"

"That's it. Thanks." I smiled, before he left for his task. Letting out a sigh of relief, I felt my body relax for the first time that morning.

The promise of a hot refreshing shower and my own clothes, made the rest of my grogginess slip away.

"Where did Mr. Redfox go?" Dr. Porlyusica asked as she walked back into the room.

"He went to get a few things for me, but he'll be back."

"Ok, you ready to be checked out?" she asked. I nodded my head, sitting up so she could examine me fully.

She made me do a series of light stretches, breathing exercises and then she undid my head bandages, approving of the healed area. The hardest part was getting out of bed and walking a little bit, after not using my leg muscles for so long. Overall, I was fine and ok to leave and go back to school. "If you have any headaches or pain in your ankle, just take the medicine I prescribed for you and you should be fine."

"Thanks, Dr. Porlusica." I smiled, standing with the help of the crutches she gave to me.

"No problem. Everything you need to get cleaned up with is already in the bathroom, so take your time." she scribbled down a few things before leaving me alone. Looking down, I saw the plastic that she put on my cast in order to protect it from water from the shower.

"Alright we can do this Levy." I said to myself as I slowly made my way to the bathroom. I was delighted to see a chair sitting in the shower, relieved that I wouldn't have to stand the entire time. Turning on the water, I let it warm up as I stripped out of my hospital gown.

Even though the soap wasn't what I was used too, the hot water and steam was very comforting, massaging every muscle in my body, bringing them back to life. A low hum left my lips as I let the water wash away all of my pain and grief.

I don't know how long I sat in the shower creating my own sauna, but it must've been for a long time, since Gajeel was back. "Oi, shorty! You're going to set the smoke alarm off with all this steam." He stated, causing me to go rigid.

"What are you doing in here?!"

"Just bringing your clothes. Don't worry, I won't take a peek at'cha."

"Just place it on the toilet seat, stupid Gajeel." I huffed crossing my arms. I heard him chuckled as he shuffled around a bit before finally leaving. "Maybe, I should get it out. I'm turning into a raisin."

After I dried off, I took of the wet plastic that was wrapped around my cast. I then brushed my teeth and hair and got dressed, but not without looking at the underwear Gajeel brought back. My face was a bright shade of right and I'm sure my whole body was. My white undies with a light a pink bow on the front that matched my bra, sat on top of my clothes.

I can't believe I let him look through my things and of all the underwear to pick, he chose these two! He had to actually look through my drawers because I know these were not the first things you would see when you open my drawers. Shaking the embarrassment out of my head, I continued to get dressed.

"It's about time you got out of that damn bathroom. I waited probably 10 minutes before I went in, to see if you'll come out." Gajeel groaned as he stood up from his seat. I mumbled an apology as I used the crunches to walk to the door. "Woah! Where do you think you're going?"

"Leaving obviously, I'm discharged rememb-woah! What are you doing?!" I protested as he snatched the crutches from under me, catching me before I could wobble to the ground. He lifted me up in his left arm like he did yesterday and held my crutches in his right hand.

"Hospital policy, you can't just walk out of here." He said walking out of the room.

"That's why they give us a wheelchair, metal head." Natsu spoke as he stopped in front of us, with Lucy in a wheelchair smiling wide. I know what she's thinking, I can hear it in her giggle.

I'm going to get so much crap for this later, from her.

"They didn't give me a wheel chair flame head!"

"Yea they did, you said you didn't-"

"Shut up, Natsu!" Gajeel demanded as he walked faster down the hallway. I can see pink tinting his cheeks as he stared straight ahead, walking briskly. I got my release papers and set an appointment for next week, but not without people giving me strange looks, of course.