Brendons pov:

I wait in the hospital waiting room for Dallon to get out of surgery. The doctor said since Dallon lost a lot of blood that he'd have to stay longer than what the normal waiting time is.

While I was waiting in the waiting room somebody comes up to me and say, "Hi, I'm a huge fan! Can I have an autograph and picture of you?" "Oh my God you cannot be for real," I say starting to get pissed off, "The love of my life almost died and now he's being operated on. I did not come here to take selfie with my fans. So get away!" "Woah I'm so sorry," my brother says on my behalf, "He's having a hard time right now." The girl walks away.

I stare at the ground, resting my Head in my hands. I can't get the image of what Dallon looked like when we found him out of my head. The nightmares haven't stopped, even though I thought they would after finding Dallon. Whenever I try to rest while waiting I see him looking like death. I wake up crying all the time.

The doctor calls my name. "Are you Brendon Urie?" he asks. "Yes?!" I say nervously. He tells me Dallon is out of surgery, and I can visit him. I let out a sigh of relief and follow the doctor to Dallons room. When I enter the room I start to cry. I run over and give Dallon a hug, trying not to injure his shoulder and wrist more than it already is. Dallon starts to cry and apologize to me. I tell him that he doesn't have to apologize for anything.

Dallon looks at me with watery eyes and says, "I tried to kill myself," he snifs, "I thought you stopped looking for me." "I'd never stop looking for you. No matter how long it takes me. I love you Dallon," I slip the ring back on his finger.