"Hey man, if the girl you're talking about has short black hair, brown eyes and was wearing a black sweater over a black button down, I'm pretty sure it's her. They wouldn't let me see her because I wasn't of any relation, not that they know of anyway, but I asked them what she looked like.. They told me that..."

When Colin left the voicemail in my phone, I sprung up and instantly,packed what I could in a duffle and got the first flight to Ireland with Chris.

We'd checked in to a hotel and left our stuff there.

The hotel was conveniently near the hospital and we went straigh from there.

It was a bit chaotic, atleast a hundred of the victims were charged in the same hospital as Niklaus and it was a bit of a hassle trying to find her.

"Why don't we just ask a nurse?" Chris suggested, dodging a trolley.

"Why didn't we think of that?" We both shrug and walk towards the group of nurses at the front desk.

"Hi, I'm sorry for the bother but has this girl been recently rushed here?" I show the nurses a picture of Niklaus on my phone
and one of them recognized her.

"Yes! She didn't have any identification on her and we couldn't contact any of her family. Are you related?"

"She's my girlfriend and this is her step brother."

"Oh alright. Though I've gotta tell you in advance, she's in a coma. We don't know when she's waking up. She was found yesterday ,with I think four people at the same time, she took a blow to the head and her left arm was dislocated. We fixed that though, but she still hasn't woken up."

"Thank you so much! Will we be able to see her now?" I felt like the weight of the world was lifted off of my shoulder, but not completely.

"I guess. We just need you to fill this up."

I started filling up the paperwork for her as I think about her basic personal information.

Name: Niklaus Van Vlieger.
DOB:October 31st , 1986
Gender: female
Blood type: O
City/State/Country: NY, NY.  United States.

I hand back the form and we waited a few minutes for her wristband to be printed out and we start walking to her room.

The nurse opens the door and gets in first to put the wristband on her and me and chris followed suit.

There she was, sleeping soundlessly on the hospital bed with a bunch of bruises and cuts on her body and multiple machines attached to her. She looked sickly pale. Paler than how she usually is and it made me sick just seeing her like this. Chris' arm was around me and kept me steady as we walked closer until we were beside her.

"She's fine , Seb. I'll visit her tomorrow, I think I can finally sleep, knowing she's alive." Its sounds like something you'd laugh at usually ,but Chris meant it literally. The only shut eye the both of us had gotten was in the plane.

"I'll see you at the hotel, bro."

"Yeah.. Don't take up the towels, asshole." I lightheartedly teased and it made him smile. Just like before all of this happened.

"Okay, jerk. Just call if you need anything." He lets go of me and ruffles my hair on his way out.

"Everything's gonna be okay." The nurse left with him and when the door shut, it took me awhile to recognize the full worth of the situation. It could have been worse.

How did I get so damn lucky to have her alive.

Stray tears fall out of mixed happiness and sadness and I just let it fall.

I grab a seat and bring it beside her bed to sit on while I watch over her still body with tubes inside her.

I take her left hand in mine and kiss her bruised knuckles.

I remembered what people said about people in comas, they might look asleep but they can hear you just fine. I would love for Niklaus to hear my words right now, so I might as well try it.

My lips leave her hand and my hands were still on hers.

The only sound that could be heard from the hospital room was her heart monitor beeping and oxygen being pumped into her.

"Hey, doll..... I- I know you just left and all, but you promised me a phonecall...." I joke. All I get as a response was breathing.

"You know, When I found out that your travel plans gotten delayed because fate decided to play sims, I lost it.

I lost it , Niklaus.

You should see my apartment right now.... There's a hole in the wall and the dining table is missing its legs.... But I kept away from your books though. I know how much you love your books.... I couldn't bring myself to touch it even though my marbles fell temporarily... So uh. I'm just here now. Talking to you. It's been a real long day without you, love. I'll tell you all about it when you wake up." I stopped talking and it was the same reply. Total silence with the exception of the machines.

"Te iubesc, draga. Te iubesc a mult." Once again my lips brush on her knuckles.

Niklaus' P.O.V.

It reminded me of a cage.. This thing. I'm stuck in a a small, dark place and I can't remember what happened or who I am. All I know is that everytime I move, a voice comes from somewhere in the darkness, telling me that everything will be alright.

And those words. Why are they so familiar to me.

"Te iubesc, Draga. Te iubesc a mult."

The voice said. It was comforting. It was strangely calming ,but I had no idea what it meant.