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As the ambulance arrived at the hospital, the EMTs rushed Rory into the emergency room. Kyle and Chris arrived 30 minutes later because the traffic was heavy leaving the Javit's Center. They parked both the Pathfinder and Maxima in the hospital's parking garage. They ran into the hospital and went to the reception desk.

"How may I direct you the evening?' The receptionist inquired.

"What room is Rory in, we're his good friends," Kyle answered.

The receptionist searched through the computer, "Rory...Rory...ah, yes he's in emergency room 151, but you might have to wait outside."

"Understood," Kyle replied, "and thank you."

"You're very welcome," smiled the receptionist.

They walked into the emergency section and searched for room 151. As they arrived at the room the nurses, with Drake's help, were hooking Rory up to an intravenous drip with morphine to keep Rory relaxed.

Dr. Johnson, Drake's boss that he worked with entered the room.

"Drake, what are you doing here?" Dr. Johnson seemed confused.

"My boyfriend got attacked by some people who hate my kind," Drake started to cry.

"Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that," Dr. Johnson consoled him.

"Well, if I may, I need to ask you a few questions, okay?"

Drake was so nervous about the questions coming, "Yes, okay boss."

"Drake, where we're you when this happened?" Inquired Dr. Johnson, he looked at his clipboard and wrote Drake's name on it. "And what's your boyfriend's name?"

"It's Rory, and we were at the Javit's Center," said Drake.

"What's the Relationship you hold with him, if I may ask?" inquired Dr. Johnson, he put his hand on Drake's shoulder, "oh, I forgot, he's your boyfriend."

"Umm...yes," Drake replied nervously, a couple tears ran down his cheek.

"Okay, one more question, does Rory have any allergies?" Dr. Johnson questioned.

"I don't know, he said once he might be allergic to Latex but I'm not sure," answered Drake.

"Okay, that's all the questions I have, you can stay by Rory's side," Dr. Johnson replied, giving a small smile.

Drake said "thanks" to the doctor and went to Rory and sat in a chair next to him. The nurses started to examine Rory do to the doctors' request. A nurse told Drake, after checking Rory's chest, "your boyfriend has some broken ribs." Drake cried a little bit as they started bandaging up Rory chest. Drake kept watching as Kyle came walking in.

"Drake, so how's Rory doing?" he asked.

"He got broken ribs," Drake started crying a little bit more.

"Ah, I'm so sorry," Kyle consoled.

"It's fine, I just hope they didn't puncture anything," cried out Drake. The nurse walked to Drake and informed him, "We're going to go take some x-rays of Rory, you may stay here if you want." Drake agreed and Kyle stayed with him as the nurses wheeled Rory out of the room. It took thirty minutes to take and look at the x-rays.

As soon as they rolled Rory back into the room, Drake got up and out of the way of the stretcher. Then went back to sitting close to Rory. The same nurse reassured, "don't worry his ribs didn't puncture anything." That gave Drake a sigh of relief. "But his left arm is broken too," said the nurse. Drake rubbed his head thinking; I wonder how that happened. The nurse set Rory's arm in a cast and put it in a sling while Drake kept watching. Drake saw Rory starting to wake up.

"Hey honey," said Drake.

"H... hey," Rory said trying to smile.

"How are you feeling?" asked Drake.

"I'm...in...pain," answered Rory.

"I'm sorry hun," said Drake, a tear dropping.

"I can't...believe that...happen, hon... Ouch," said Rory. The nurse accidently poked him while stitching up his cuts, "Sorry, sorry, my fault."

"Me too," Drake answered, knowing the poke was an accident.

"Why do...people...hate us, hun?" Rory asked, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"I don't know hun," said Drake, looking down.

Rory laid his head deep in the pillow, "Can you sing to me again hun?"

"Sure sweetie," said Drake and started singing Far Away by Nickleback:

This time, this place

Misused, mistakes

Too long, too late

Who was I to make you wait?

Just one chance, just one breath,

Just in case there's just one left,

'Cause you know,

You know, you know.

That I love you, I have,

loved you all along,

And I miss you, been,

far away for far too long,

I keep dreaming you'll be,

with me and you'll never go,

Stop breathing if I don't,

see you anymore.

Rory closes his eyes listening to Drake sing, and Drake wraps an arm around Rory's neck and keeps singing:

One my knees, I'll ask,

Last chance for one last dance,

'Cause with you I'd withstand,

All of it to hold your hand,

I'd give it all, I'd give for us

Give anything but I won't give up

'Cause you know

You know, you know

That I love you, I have

loved you all along

And I miss you, been

far away for far too long

I keep dreaming you'll

be with me and you'll never go

Stop breathing if I don't

see you anymore

So far away, been far,

away for far too long

So far away, been

far away for far too long

But you know

You know, you know.

I wanted,

I wanted you to stay,

'Cause I needed,

I need to hear you say.

As Drake kept singing, while tears ran down Rory's cheeks, Drake kept singing because he's almost done:

I love you, I have loved you all along

And I forgive you for being away

for far too long

So keep breathing 'cause I'm

not leaving you anymore

Believe it, hold on to me,

never let me go

Keep breathing 'cause

I'm not leaving you anymore

Believe it, hold on to me,

never let me go

Hold on to me, never let me go

Hold on to me, never let me go

"Thanks...hun," Rory replied, smiling slightly.

"You're welcome," Drake smiled lightly.

Dr. Johnson came back in, "Do you want Rory to stay here, or do you want to take him because he needs to stay with someone."

"He can come stay with me," answered Drake.

"Okay, I'll go get the discharged papers ready," and Dr. Johnson left the room again.

Drake smiled and looked back to Rory. Rory smiled at him too, "Thanks again."

"Anything for you, hun," said Drake.

Rory's lower lip started shaking while he smiled, and Drake smiled back. A nurse brought in the discharged papers to Drake, "Here you go?"

"Thanks Stacey," he looked at the nurse.

"Just sign here and Rory's free to go," she handed the papers on a clipboard.

Drake signed the papers and Stacey replied, "Okay, wheelchair for him or are you going to carry him?"

"Wheelchair please," he stated.

"Are you sure hun?" Rory was kind of wanting Drake to carry him out.

"Yes, I'm sure, hun," Drake smiled.

The nurse brought in the wheelchair, and he picked Rory up and set him in the wheelchair.

"Thanks, hun," Rory was happy to be with him.

"You're welcome," Drake started wheeling Rory out of the hospital.

"Wait, one more thing," called Dr. Johnson.

"What is it, doctor?" inquired Drake.

"Rory needs to wear diapers until he's healed," said Dr. Johnson.

"Okay, I'll pick some up, doc," Drake continued to wheel Rory out of the hospital. Kyle helped them find the Pathfinder and Drake helped Rory into the passenger seat and Rory kissed him. Drake kissed him back and closed the passenger door. He took the wheelchair back and as he returned got in the driver seat and Rory stated, "I need help with my seatbelt."

Drake helped buckle him in, "There you go, sweet."

"Thank, hun," Rory smiled and put his head back.

"You're very welcome," Drake booped Rory on the nose and once he started the car he got onto the car's voice-activated GPS and asked it where the closer Walgreens was. The GPS showed the Walgreens at 1490 Madison Ave, NY, and Drake started driving out of the parking garage, all he had to do was round two corners and he was there.

Rory rested his eyes while Drake went into the Walgreens to pick up his prescriptions Dr. Johnson prescribed for him along with the package of diapers. As he returned to the pathfinder and put the diapers and prescriptions in the back seat, Rory was starting to wonder what he was going to do for clothes.

"Honey, what am I going to do for clothes?" He questioned.

"Well, what size are you?" Drake glanced at Rory.

"5'8" tall and around 200lbs," Rory laid his head back.

Drake chuckled while still driving, "shirt and pants size silly."

"Oh sorry, Extra Large shirt size and 38 in waist for the pants," Rory looked back that him.

"That's okay, I'll get them," he the address as the Cary Building, 105 Chambers St, NY. Rory saved it as the home address so he'd never get lost in New York. It was about 34 minutes from the Walgreens Pharmacy they were at. He noticed that Rory lived near the World Trade Center Memorial site. As he parked right out front he put the hazards on and stated, "okay, I'll be right back, okay hun?"

"Okay," Rory kept resting his eyes while waiting. After five to ten minutes Drake came out with one of Rory's duffel bags filled with clothes and put it in the trunk. Drake put the bag in the trunk and got back into the driver seat.

"Okay, now onto my condo," Drake smiled. He picked up Rory's paw and gave it a small kiss. He plugged One11 Residence, 111 W 56th Street, and began driving toward his place.

Rory smiled at Drake, "Honey?"

"Yes?" Drake's focusing on his driving.

"I love you," Rory grabbed Drake's paw. He remembered that while Rory was getting x-rayed earlier Kyle said that it would be fun to double date. "Hey, hun, do you remember Kyle and Chris?"

"Yes, our new friends from the rave, right?" Rory replied, reclosing his eyes.

"Yup, why don't we invite them to dinner?" Drake looked over at Rory.

"Tonight?" Rory turned his head and looked at Drake.

"No not tonight it's already 2 in the morning," Drake replied, looking at the road.

Rory smiled, "oh okay, how about tomorrow?"

Drake smiled back, "The sounds great, I'll call Kyle when we get home."

Rory saw Drake's building coming up. Drake pulled into the new underground parking garage, parked the Pathfinder by his Subaru Impreza, and got out of the car.

Drake got the door man to help with the bags while he helped Rory out. He picked Rory up and carried him to the elevator, Rory smiled and hugged onto Drake as they rode the elevator all the way up to the top floor. Drake smiled back as they walk out of the elevator and the door man opened Drake's door. Drake carried Rory over to the living room couch and set him down softly. Rory saw Drake got on his cell phone and started calling Kyle and waited for him to answer. "Hello? This is Kyle."

"Hey Kyle, it's Drake, from the Rave," Drake replied.

"Oh, hey Drake, how's Rory doing?" inquires Kyle.

"He's doing, say did you and Chris want to come over for dinner tomorrow night? Drake's asked.

"Yeah, we'd love to, what time do you want us over?" Kyle asks.

Drake looks at Rory, "What time would you like, hun?"

Rory laying on the couch, "Anytime...you want sweetie."

"How's about 6pm?" Drake inquired.

"That's great, 6pm sounds good," answered Kyle.

"Great, we'll see ya then," said Drake.

"Okay bye," says Kyle.

"Later," Drake hang up the phone.

Rory's tried to get up and Drake saw him from the corner of his eye and ran to help him sit up. "May I sleep with you?" He asked him.

"Yeah, sure thing," answered Drake. "I'll get you changed in a diaper as the doctor ordered and tuck you in before joining you in bed, sound good?"

"Thank you," Rory gave him a weak smile. Drake carried him to the bedroom and helped him get undressed. "Okay, lay down for me," he stated, as he opened the bag of diapers. Drake pulled out a diaper, came back, and helped him put the diaper on with a little baby powder.

"Thanks, sweetie," Rory smiled.

"Your welcome," as Drake finished and was tucking him in bed. He climbed into bed next to him and snuggled up to him, "goodnight, sweetheart, sweet dreams."