I was rolling around in bed, the pain was still strong and I was feeling so week. Soon the doctor was back. His face was grim and I knew that whatever news he could give wasnâ€™t going to be good. I closed my eyes and looked away, trying to think of everything else but the pain or the doctor. My mind wondered on Gabe and how much I wanted him right her with me. To hold me close and to give me that feeling that I was safe and that everything would be alright, even if it wasnâ€™t. His voice was soothing and his eyes where always gently and welcoming. Sometimes I even thought I could see all of him. All of his soul, his secrets and who he really was.<br/><br/>The doctor left the room by the order of my father, his voice was stern but breaking, like he wanted to cry. I have never seen my father break a tear before so hearing him like this was strange and didnâ€™t help the fact I thought I was dying.  He walked over towards me and placed his hand on my head, stroking back my wet hair and telling me that he wasnâ€™t going to give up. He kissed me a left. I knew that my father wasnâ€™t going to give up on me and that gave me some comfort but again all I wanted was one person. It was strange that I had only just meet a few short weeks ago and already I want him with me as Iâ€™m in this pain. In fact I would much rather be with him in his home in the village then here at this moment of time. It didnâ€™t matter how comfortable they tried to make me all I wanted was him.<br/><br/>I hadnâ€™t notice that the maid had left till I heard the lock of the door. I was grateful and relived that she had gone. Her fussing over me was starting to bug me but I knew that she was doing her job and what my parents had asked her to do. All too soon I heard the lock on the door go again. I moaned a little in an attempt to tell who ever it was to leave me alone, but I was in too much pain to make out any words. I closed my eyes, not even bothered to look at the person, I didnâ€™t want to see the on their face. The door locked again and I heard running towards me...wait I know those stepsâ€¦I opened my eyes and at first I couldnâ€™t make it out but then he spoke. Gabe?...GABE!?<br/><br/>As my eyes focused I saw it to be true. I t was him, Gabe was here in my room, beside me. Or was I just imagining him? How on earth did he get into the castle? Every part of me hoped that I wasnâ€™t imagining it and I knew from his touch that I wasnâ€™t. It was gentle and caring, warming and welcoming. His words where move comforting than anything else in the world. I knew when he said each word he meant it. â€œGa-â€œ I tried to call his name but I was in too much pain to say it. I wrapped my arms round me again as another strong wave a pain come rushing over me. I didnâ€™t get all of what he had said to me, something about trying not to scream. Why would I try not to scream?<br/><br/>I looked over towards him, his face both worried and determined. As I watched him get ready and into place I knew what he was going. He was going to use magic. I tried to say something, to tell him that he shouldnâ€™t use magic, but I was in so much pain. Knowing that the door was locked and that I knew he wouldnâ€™t let me die I looked over at him and gave a gently nod, telling him that I was ready for anything that he was about to do. I guessed by the fact he said not to scream that this wasnâ€™t going to be pleasant.<br/><br/>I took a deep sharp take of breath into my lungs, my chest leaning up as I pushed my heals and shoulders into the bed and my hands griping the covers as hard as I could. The painâ€¦it was beyond anything that I have ever felt in my whole live! It was as if it was seeping through my skin, slowly ripping apart out of my body. I tried my best not to scream, I closed my eyes a tightly as I could as tears streamed down my cheeks. At one point I managed to grip hold of the pillow and place it over my mouth in a bid to cover up and scream I madeâ€¦and then there was darkness.<br/><br/>I guessed I must have passed out or something, I wasnâ€™t sure. Maybe I was even dead. All I knew was that I couldnâ€™t feel the deep killing pain like before, compared to the pain I just went through the sticking feeling I had now was nothing. I could his voice. Gabeâ€™s, and my shoulder being lightly shaken. I opened my eyes to a bright light and for a split second I really thought I had died. My eyes slowly meet with his sky blue ones. They were filled with both panic and relief, for a moment like a childes eyes when they lost their parent in the market and had herd them called over for them. â€œI could stair into your eyes all day.â€ My voice was shaky and weak but I manage to smile lightly as I placed my hand up to his cheek, lightly stroking the stubble with the back on my hand.<br/><br/>I didnâ€™t have the energy to keep my hand up so I allowed it to fall beside me but my eyes staid on his. â€œI feel so weakâ€¦so tiredâ€¦.â€ I blinked a few times, beating the fact my eyes wanted to close. I wanted to sleep but I didnâ€™t want him to leave. He made me feel safe and better. â€œStayâ€¦pleaseâ€ I hoped my eyes showed how much I want him to say, even if my words didnâ€™t. All I wanted right know was to sleep with him beside me. For it to be just the two of us and for not to have anyone fussing over me. I felt my eyes giving way on me and I was sure that I could feel him wrap his arms around me. I snuggled up as much as I could to the figure that I hoped was Gabe and allowed my mind and body fall into one of the deepest sleeps I had ever had.