All the while, Phillip only smiled gently back at his friend, clenching her hand tighter then ever. As she lapsed between periods of consciousness and unconsciousness, he watched over her like a silent, guardian angel. Soon, the roaring ambulance made it to the hospital, letting the paramedics wheel Amy’s cart out and into the building.
	
Ariel on the other hand sat on the many couches housed in the living room back at the manor. Was it really just two days ago since Amy came into their lives? How strange time moved….

Sighing, she glanced back at the door to await the arrival of Amy’s relative.