This is pretty sad. Don't read if you don't like reading about how Angel dies.

Disclaimer: I don't own Rent...Or "When Your Heart Stops Beating" By +44

She stopped dressing in drag when going to the life support meetings. And that little sore throat that she said would be fine turned into an awful cough and a high fever that didn't go away. All the life in her was decreasing. He hated seeing the love of his life like this. He couldn't stand another day just watching her dying slowly. So he decided to bring her to the hospital.

I'll be there when your last breath's taken away.

The fever still hasn't gone away. The coughing is just getting worse. All the bohemians gather around her bed in the hospital room. Some of which were in a feud, but they put it all aside to try and help their friend recover...even though that probably would not happen.

In the dark, When there's no-one listening.

It was extremely hard to believe, but she was almost gone. AIDS has caught up in the life of person who lived each moment to it's fullest and never took life for granted. She was definitely not the right person to go. Not so soon...

In the times when we both get carried away.

Then she was gone. A best friend. A lover. A giver. An Angel. His Angel. Was gone.