"We're here." The voice was distorted, as if it was speaking to me while I was underwater.

"Kimo, we're here." There it came again, muffled and distant.

My shoulder shook and I looked towards what prompted it. I followed the hand on my shoulder up to the body and face it was connected to. "Kimo, we're here," Behzad said.

I stumbled out of the car and under the crying sky. My jaw ticked. How dare it mourn when it was partially the sky's fault that Connor was hurt. I was soon shielded from the taunts of the rain by a large umbrella.

"We're looking for Connor Reid." Behzad had somehow managed to get us inside the hospital.

"Are you family?"

"This is his fiancé, Kimo Matthews."

My body was numb. My brain wasn't functioning. I hadn't said a word since Behzad told me Connor was in a car accident.

A passenger had dashed across the road unexpectedly and Connor braked to avoid hitting them. Due to the wet road and sudden braking, the car had spun out of control and Connor crashed. The pedestrian had been fine, but Connor had to be removed from the wreckage of the car with the Jaws of Life.

A small part of me wished he'd hit the person, then they would be in the hospital fighting for their life instead of Connor.

The sound of my mournful whimpering seemed to fill the room. I couldn't lose him. Not now. Not ever. He had to make it. What would I do if I never saw his smile again or heard his voice or tasted his lips or felt his skin flushed against mine?

"Kimo Matthews, I'm Dr. Park." A Korean woman with a bob cut was standing in front of me. From the somber look on her face, I knew she didn't have good news.

I pushed myself up from the chair that I was seated in. I didn't know how much time had passed or how I had come to be sitting.

"Connor is in the ICU. He's touch and go at the moment so we have him under strict supervision. He has a concussion and an incomplete spinal cord injury. Though some movement of his legs might be possible after rehab, it is very likely that he may never be able to walk again. The next twenty-four hours are crucial."

A bark of laughter was ripped from my throat, my silence finally broken along with my mind. "This isn't real. I'm stuck in a nightmare. Yes, this isn't real." I pinch my hand. "Kimo, wake up!"

I willed the scene to shift; willed myself to be in bed waking up to Connor's kisses, willed the love of my life to be safe in my arms.

I fell to my knees defeated. The scene never shifted. I was still in the hospital staring at an ant crawling across the floor while my fiancé fought for his life. The tears which never stopped falling increased tenfold as my already shattered heart broke some more. "Why is this happening?"

"We are doing everything we can to keep him alive."

A weak nod was all I could give as I clutched my chest hoping to ease some of the crushing weight pressing against it. "May I see him? Please, I need to see him, please."

She offered a hand to me, and her, with the help of Behzad, helped me to my feet. My body dragged behind the doctor like a rag doll, Behzad's support being the only thing that kept me upright.

"Connor," I breathed. He was hooked up to more machines than I thought possible. His neck was in a brace and he was on a ventilator, the beeping machine the only thing keeping him alive.

I staggered forward gently placing my hand on top of his before pressing a kiss just below the bandages on his pale, sickly forehead. "Hey," my voice cracked, and I cleared my throat, "Do you remember the first time you told me you loved me?"

My fingers brushed ever so lightly through his hair. "I'd just finished performing in the school play and I was upset that my parents didn't show up. I complained saying that I never knew if they loved me because they were always so hot and cold with their affection. Do you remember what you promised?

"You promised that you would shower me with so much love and affection that I'd never doubt that you loved me, and I never have. But the thing is, you promised me forever Connor, you said you'd love me till we're grey and wrinkled. So please, Ko'u aloha (my love), I'm begging you, keep your promise. I can't live in this world without you. Please come back to me. Please." A tear fell from my eye onto his cheek and I brushed it away with a kiss. "Please."

Magical movie moments don't exist. Connor's face remained lifeless and pale, and the machines continued to whir. It pained me to see him like this, but I couldn't look away. I was afraid if I did, when I looked back, he'd be gone.

"When will he wake up?" I whispered, still stroking his hair.

"We can't say with certainty."

Another whimper escaped me. "Please, please, please wake up."

Seconds passed, or minutes, maybe hours; I had no idea. All I knew was that Connor wasn't waking up no matter how much I pleaded with him. No matter how much my soul yearned for his, it wasn't enough.

"Ki!" Becky rushed towards me and she engulfed me in a hug, her cigarette smell wafting up my nose. I hugged her back with one arm, the other still resting on Connor's hand. "I came as soon as I could."

She released me and brushed the tears from my face. "He'll be alright. Do you really think Connor will leave you? You can't get rid of him that easily."

"You think so?"

She smiled and nodded. "I know so, Ki. He'll live, and you two will be back to your lovey dovey selves soon."

My attention returned to Connor's ghastly form, and I pressed a kiss to his hand. Some irrational part of me thought that if I gave him more kisses, he'd come back to me sooner.

Becky pulled up a chair next to mine and linked her arm through mine. "I told our boss that your fiancé was really sick so you couldn't come in today."

I had completely forgotten about work. It was the farthest thing from my mind. "Thank you, Becks." I sighed. "I'm scheduled to work tomorrow." I couldn't leave Connor, not until he woke up, but I needed that job.

"Don't worry about that, I took up all your shifts for this week, and when I get paid, I'll give you the money for it."

"Becky I-"

"You'd do the same for me. It's not much, but it'll help. It won't be cheap paying for all the stuff Connor will need when he wakes up. Insurance covers a lot but not everything."

Fresh tears filled my eyes and I cracked the faintest of smiles, truly grateful to have such an amazing friend. "Thank you, but what about your sisters?"

Becky released a nervous laugh. "We'll survive. I also met Behzad when I got here and I remember you saying he was a close friend of Connor's," she paused and I nodded, "Do you trust him?"

"I do. He's always been kind to Connor and me, and Connor trusts him, so I do too."

"That's a relief because he said his parents would watch my sisters since I'll be working more hours than usual in the coming week. Behzad and I were trying to come up with other ways to help you two. He said there might be some grants that you can apply for, but he'll do the initial research and all you'll need to do is apply. He'll be back later with food for us. Any bet you haven't eaten since morning."

She was right, but none of that was important now. All I cared about was Connor waking up. I pressed another kiss to Connor's hand and caressed his cheek.

"You know he'd want you to take care of yourself."

I didn't reply. I wasn't ready to accept the fact that she was right.

We sat in silence until Behzad called Becky's phone much later. Her face lit up during their short conversation, and despite the circumstances, it caused a small smile to appear on my face.

Connor and I had thought that it would be a good idea to set up Becky and Behzad, but gave up on the idea after a number of failed attempts at trying to set up an initial meeting. They were never single or free to meet up at the same time, so today was actually the first time they had met each other, and I was almost certain they were both single since it didn't work out with Behzad and the girl was seeing from the dating app.

"Ki, Behzad brought some food. We'll eat really quickly and then you can come back to Connor's side. It's been hours since you've eaten, and you refused even the water I tried to give you earlier."

I sighed and nodded in response to Becky's plea, placing a kiss on Connor's cheek. "I'll be right back. Aloha nui wau iā 'oe (I love you so much)," I whispered in his ear, brushing my lips against his cheek before following Becky out of the room.

I needed to take care of myself if I was going to take care of Connor.

A/N

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