The feeling of Cassie pulling away caused Izzie to open her eyes and look up toward her friend just in time to see her fall off of the bed. She believed that Cassie would get right back up and not stay down there, even as a slight pained sound was heard. A few minutes passed and she wasn't getting up, Izzie got off of her bed and knelt down next to Cassie, seeing the tears falling from her eyes. She began wiping them away quickly, wondering if she fell on something that she had left on the floor by mistake.<em>"Cassie..Cassandra..where does it hurt.. where does it hurt..?"</em>she asked before moving over the woman.<br/><br/>She began crying once again herself, worried that her best friend was gravely hurt. What if it had been a nail file, now deep in her back or a nail clipper or a curling iron.<em>"Cassie...Cassie...Where does it hurt..?"</em>, was asked against while slipping a hand underneath her back to feel for blood or a broken bone. She leaned down and pressed her lips to Cassie's forehead and then she didn't know how it happened, their lips were locked and this exciting passion and sense of love and belonging was felt.