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[dallas emery atkins]

She kissed him back, rubbing his neck gently with her hand. She didn't want to stop kissing him, but knew she had to. She felt his tongue across her bottom lip and blushed, looking over at him as he pulled away.

"Of course I'm going to be okay, Caine.. I couldn't just leave you and Christy.." She said quietly, stroking his cheek gently. She looked over at him, then up at the clock. Her eyes found his again, scared of the hurt she saw there. All she could think was either him or someone he loved died this way. It didn't seem fair she was still alive, despite the accident. Not that she could remember much besides she was driving home from school and this car just slammed into her side of the car. After that, she didn't remember a thing. She ran her thumb over his bottom lip.

"I'm your princess. I have to be strong." She smiled, tears falling down her cheeks. "Please come sleep with me.. I missed you so much.. My bed is just entirely too empty without you there.." She said quietly, looking over at him, her jaw trembling. "I feel lost without you, Caine.."

[caine johnson]

Caine shook his head, riddening his mind of the thoughts. He looked Dallas over, drinking in every bruise and scar. He cringed at every single one. The tears could no longer be held back. <i>Why did Earth do this? Why woud... UGH! </i>Caine yelled in his head. He felt her hand against his cheek, calming down some, but still it wasn't enough. He didn't want Dallas in pain. It hurt to see her like this. And even though she was all bandaged up, she looked beautiful to him. At her request to climb into her bed, he cocked his head to the side.

"Is.. it there room?" Caine stood, helping Dallas move into a more comfortable postion so he could slip in beside her. He adjusted himself down on a pillow, pulling Dallas up beside him, letting her head rest against her shoulder or chest. His head laid back against the pillow and he played with her hair like he had done the nignt before. "Dallas.. I had no clue what to do.." His voice still husky from crying, his face still wet and his eyes still red from crying. "I missed you too. I was wondering around in circles thinking about you before I got the call. I just broke down... I don't want to lose you.." He said shyly, kissing her forehead lightly.

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[dallas emery atkins]

Dallas moved closer, feeling his hand in her hair. She started to cry again, between the physical pain, and the pain she saw in Caine's eyes. She rubbed his side slowly, trying not to hit her broken fingers.

"I don't even know how it happened.. I just remember this.. car crashing into my side of the car. I don't remember anything else.. Duskin said I looked horrible when they first brought me in.." She clung onto him, tears falling down her cheeks. "You're never going to lose me, Caine.. No matter what happens, you're never ever going to lose me, Caine.. Nothing will ever take me away from you.." She looked up at him, kissing him gently. She stroked his cheek gently, wishing she could take away his pain. She pulled away, kissing his cheek, then his neck before hiding her face in the crook of his shoulder.

"Please don't ever leave.." She pleaded, never wanting to see him leave her side again.

[caine johnson]

Caine leaned his head back, listening to what happened. He had been so scared when Duskin told him, but now there was some relieaf that Dallas was up and talking. He shut his eyes, blinking away tears before looking down at Dallas. He smiled at her, and her touch, but the smile never lasted long. In her eyes read pain, and it made Caine feel guilty. He wanted to hold her, to hug her, but didn't know if he would be hurting Dallas or not, so he kept one thand above Dallas's head, and the other one laied closer to hand. His index fingure reached out to softly stroke it.

"I won't, I promise." Tears welled up in his eyes, if he had just been with Dallas maybe this wouldn't have happened but it did. His eyes shut tightly, and he scooted his head closer to Dallas's head. "I will never leave you. Anytime you call me, I'll be there. You are one person I never want to lose. When I'm with you.. I feel like I'm at home. I just need one thing from you," Caine paused, letting moments pass without realizing it. His eyes looked over Dallas's, she was still beautiful in his mind. "You can't leave me either.." He kissed her forehead lightly, before propping himself up on his arm, to look Dallas Directly in the face.



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[dallas emery atkins]

"I'll never leave you, Caine. I'm your princess. And I'll be your princess forever, no matter what." She smiled despite the pain, reaching over with her good hand to stroke his cheek. She ran her fingers slowly against the skin, wondering if this was what love felt like. If this was what actually needing someone felt like. Her eyes never wavered from his, not until she yawned.

"You feel so far away.." She said quietly, running her fingers through his hair. She moved a little closer, pulling his arm to her side where the bandages stopped and the cast had yet to start. She ran her hand across his chest, wondering how she was going to take care of Christy. She supposed if the girl avoided Deacon, she would stay there. But she couldn't take care of herself either. Not now.

"I feel like one of those sick babies in those incubators. You can't hold them but you can reach over and touch them.." She rubbed his chest slowly, wishing she could be a little closer to him, feel his arms around her. "I'm just happy you're here.."

[caine johnson]

Caine smiled, turning his face into the pillow under his head as he blushed. He turned back to face Dallas. His heart skipping a beat evert time he caught glance of her eyes. It was a feeling he couldn't describe, he just felt right anytime he was with Dallas. And this accident had scared him, tears still sliently welling up in his eyes every once and awhile. It pained him to see her like this. He wish he would have been with her, to protect her.

"I don't want to hurt you.." He talked loudly enough for her, and her only, to her him. Caine wanted to make it easy for her, to take all of the pain away. He would rather have to deal with the pain then her. "I wish I could have been with you.. That call scared me.. I'm still scared." His teeth shattered with nerves. He slowled his breath, his chest inhaling and exhaling deeply as he tried to calm down. But at the touch of Dallas, all of his panic seemed to vanish. A smile crept back on his lips, and he held her gaze, just staring into her eyes.

He frowned at her comment, stroking her hair gently before laying it back on the pillow. "There's no place I rather be." Caine felt her hand against his shoulder, wishing he could pull her close. "I will do anything you want. If you need anything just let me know. I don't want you to be in any pain." His voice was smooth, looking straight in her eyes.


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[dallas emery atkins]

Dallas reached over, stroking his cheek gently. She hated seeing him like this, hated seeing the guy she cared for so much so hurt. She couldn't help thinking it was her fault he was like this. If she had just stayed after school five minutes, she wouldn't be lying here in this hospital bed, her prince upset.

"I'm glad you weren't there.. Then it would have been both of us.. And I wouldn't be able to be laying here with you. I couldn't even touch you.. I'm sorry I scared you.." She said, kissing his jaw gently. She didn't want to ask what it was he was so afraid of, didn't want to make him remember anymore of his own accident than he already had. She looked up at him, stroking his cheek gently.

"I'm a big girl. I can take care of myself." She said quietly, brushing her fingers across his cheek. She looked up as a nurse came in, asking her if she was in pain.

"A little.." She said, looking up at her. She switched out one of the bags on her IV, then stuck another needle into her arm. Dallas bit her lip, this one hurting much more than the last had. The nurse wiped away the blood, putting a bandage over it. Dallas moved her hand back to Caine's hair, twirling her fingers around his hair.

"I don't know what I'd do without you here.." She said quietly, looking up at him. She smiled, running her thumb across his bottom lip. "We could both be sick, going out in the rain the way we did." She laughed a bit, cupping his cheek gently. "But being sick would have been well worth it. I cherish every time you kiss me."

[caine johnson]

Caine rolled to his side, scooting a bit closer to Dallas. He propped his head on his hand that was propped against the pillow. As she started to talk, her voice sounded like a broken song. His eyes filled with unfallen tears. He could [almost] understand how Jayce had felt. Jayce had lost Caine, even though they ran into each other a couple of days ago. But Caine didn't lose Dallas, she was just injurged, horribly injurged. Caine closed his eyes, flushing the tears down his cheeks. It was hard to look into her eyes, he saw her pain and his reflection. He looked terrible.

"Dallas.. I.. have no clue what to say. I can't find the words to describe how scared I was and I can't even find the words to describe how glad I am that your still here." His voice was shaky, a cough wanted to come out, but he held it back. He didn't want to Dallas to see him even worse than he already was. The constant stroking he felt as her fingers played through his hair calmed him some, but he couldn't help but think he could have stopped this.

Caine watched as the nurse approached in, but his eyes went straight back to Dallas as she answered the nurses questions. He knew Dallas must hurt more than a little. He wondered if he should get off the bed, but she wanted him there and for that reason he stayed. His eyes watched as the needle slipped under Dallas's skin, before rising to look into her eyes. A frown appeared on his face. His eyes a dark gloomy color.

A half smile passed his lips as Dallas spoke to him. "I wish you were sick.. instead of hurt.." He looked down her body, noting the bandages, before looking back up to her face. He lightly stroked her hair once, and kissed her cheek gently. "And I don't care if a big girl, your my princess and I want to do anything and everything to make you happy." He kissed her forehead, before resting his head back on his hand.

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[dallas emery atkins]

Dallas looked up at him as he spoke, and blushed when she felt him kiss her cheek. She raised a hand to her lips as she yawned, then continued to play with his hair. She wished she could be closer to him, wished he could hold her. But she knew she couldn't, so she was content with this. She laid her head down on the pillow, the pain medicine starting to kick in. It was at least taking the edge off the pain in her leg ribs.

She yawned again, glancing down at the terrible attempt they had made to cover her. "Apparently this is decent enough." She said with a laugh at the gown simply covering her chest, if that. She moved it a bit, self conscious about Caine seeing her. She wanted to turn on her back, but knew if she did, her ribs would only hurt worse. She moved so she was a bit more on her stomach, trying to get as comfortable as she could. "I don't guess I'm gonna be leaving anytime soon, huh?" She asked quietly, looking back up at him. She tugged his shirt gently, pulling him down to her. She kissed him gently, resting her hand on the side of his neck.

[caine johnson]

Caine listened as she talked, his mind drifting to the night they had first met. Every word she said filled his ear, but he was unable to form a response. His mind focused on the vivd memory. The first look into her eyes. The first sign of her pretty smile. The first melody that was spoke from her lips. A smile pressed against his lips, and he closed his eyes. Her hair looked so beautiful in the moon light. She had been so shy.

Dallas had invited him over to her apartment, where they had sleep comfortably next to each other. Her body fitting perfectly against his. Caine had slept so soundly, and had woken up to see the face of an angel. He opened his eyes, seeing that face again. Even through her bruises and cuts, she looked beautiful. He noticed that they had not covered her up well, and he thought back to the gift shop he had passed. His eyes glanced down as she pulled him into a kiss. He placed his hand sofly against her cheek, running his tongue over her bottom lip like he had done before. "You are so beautiful, Dallas." He whispered in her ear, before leaning back and scooting off the bed to his feet. "I will be right back, I promise." He gave her a boy-ish grin, and headed out the door toward the gift shop.

Luckily it was still open, he stepped in and looked around. It mostly seemed to be baby stuff or get well-soon balloons, but that wouldn't do. He walked up and down the iles, looking for something. On one shelf he found two baby blankes, he grabbed both. The first one he grabbed was girly, in the middell was writting princess. The other one was blue, and in the middle of it was written prince. It made him laugh. Caine knew it would be a little cheesy. Down the second ile was a small white with pink spots giraffe. He picked it up, notcing a pink heart spot over its eye. He took all three things to the regestire, pulling out his wallet and paid for them. "I don't need a bag." He grabbed the items and headed out the door.

Caine walked slowly over to Dallas's bed and smiled down at her. "Here you go." He opened up the pink blanket and laied it over the lower half of her body. Then he opened the blue blanket and laied it over her upper half. "Is that better?" Caine sat gently back down on the bed, pushing the excess of the two blankets closer to Dallas so he wasn't laying on them. He rolled to his side, propped his head on his hand and smiled. "Do you like giraffes?" He asked, holding his other hand behind his back.

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