Blake gnawed furiously at her lip as she drove down the highway on her way into Dallas. She was glad Ruby managed to tell her what hospital Yang was in. Her mind raced at the speed of light. Ruby didn't tell her what exactly was wrong with her sister, just that Yang was dying. Blake could respect that, at least. It wasn't her place to tell. She wished Ruby had though. She hoped the whole deal was just over exaggeration.

She squeezed tightly around the steering wheel. Maybe Yang just got sick and Ruby was a little worried for her sister. No. That didn't make sense. Ruby said Yang had been like this for a while now. She seemed more nervous talking to Blake about it then worried for Yang. Though Blake could still detect the worry for her sister in Ruby's tone.

The sign for her exit came up and Blake popped on her blinker, merging into the exit lane. She got a faint taste of copper in her mouth. She must have nervously gnawed her lip raw. The next few minutes crawl on slowly as she nears the hospital. The sign for it comes into site and Blake pulls in, quickly finding a parking space.

Inside she walked up to the receptionist desk. The lady at the desk looked to her with a smile. "Hello, how can I help you?"

Blake gulped as she began to play with the hem of her shirt. "I'm here to see Yang Xiao Long."

The receptionist typed on her computer before looking back to the nervous girl. "Take the elevator to the third floor. Hang a left and enter through the set of double doors. The receptionist there with check you in as a guest."

Blake nodded and thanked the woman. Walking towards the elevator, she began to wonder: "Why would there be another sign in desk? Maybe it's just a hospital thing," she thought as she pressed the button for the elevator. She began to nervously tap her foot, the elevator taking forever to reach her. With a ding, the door finally opened. Blake stepped inside and pressed the button for the third floor. The ride up was equally as long it felt like as she leaned against the metal wall. She hugged herself tight as she thought more about what could possible be wrong.

She worked on regaining her composure when the doors opened. She stepped through, following the instructions the receptionist gave her. She spotted the double doors but froze when she saw the sign next to the door. A plastic blue sign with the words "Youth Cancer Ward" written across it in bold, white letters. Her eyes widened in horror as she reread the words multiple times.

She shook her head, snapping her back to reality. She pressed forward through the doors, slowly walking up to the reception desk there. The man at the desk looks up to her, pushing his glasses back up his nose. "Good afternoon. Can I help you?"

Blake held her breath, addressing the man: "Y-yes. I'm here to see Yang Xiao Long."

The man smiled. "Ah yes, Yang. Just checked in last night, if I'm correct." He looked at his computer before handing Blake a clipboard and pen. "Just sign your name right here and she's in room three-eleven."

Blake signed the paper and handed it back to the man, giving him a quick thank you before walking off the Yang's room. She stood in front of the door, hugging herself again, afraid of what she'd see once she opened the door. She tried her best to re-gather her courage, raising her hand and knocking three times on the heavy door.

It was muffled by the door, but soon came the voice Blake knew so well. "Come in." Blake raised an eyebrow. She sounded almost bored, not sick. Blake grasped the knob, turning it and walking into the room. She sucked in a bit of air when she spotted Yang. She sat cross legged on the hospital bed. A bored look on face as she pressed on the television remote, flipping through the channels. She looked pretty much like the girl Blake remembered. The only difference was that she was very pale as opposed to her usual bright and warm completion. She looked over to the faunus girl. Once Blake could see her face she saw the tired lines under Yang's eyes. A warm smile spread across the blonde's face. "Hey, Blake."

Blake didn't know what to do. She stood there, staring at her girlfriend, her Faunus ears flattening back on her head. It then hit her that she was visiting her girlfriend in a cancer ward. A wave of emotions flooded over Blake as she felt the sting of tears forming. "Why didn't you tell me?" she choked out.

Yang's smile fell, her arms falling into her lap. "I dunno… I guess I didn't want you to worry." she spoke it more like it was a rhetorical question. She watched as Blake slowly walked over to her. She full well was expecting a scolding for her negligence, but it never came. Instead she felt Blake pull her into a hug. "Blake?"

The raven haired girl pulled her girlfriend tighter to her. "I was worried when you would answer at all, and then when Ruby found me and told me you were here," she paused to let out a quick sob, prompting Yang to finally return the embrace. "It made me even more worried, dammit. What the hell happened Yang?"

The blonde sighed, rubbing Blake's back comfortingly. "I didn't have my phone. It's at home. Probably still on my bed."

"I meant what happened for you to end up here."

Yang mouthed an "oh" before speaking again. "Well… I had a stress induced reaction. Basically I got way too stressed and it caused an inflammation in the tumors and it caused me to pass out. Luckily I was out talking to dad when it happened, or else it could have ended badly."

"Tumors?" Blake spoke softly, Yang nodding in confirmation. "So you really do have cancer then?"

Yang nodded again, looking away from Blake. "I wanted to tell you, and I know I should have. I didn't want you worrying about me, Blake. I know I was wrong. Even dad said it was wrong to not tell you." The blonde bites her lip. "Me stressing over telling you is what triggered the reaction. I've been stressing about it for awhile now."

Blake's grip on Yang tightened. "Because of me?" she squeaked out.

"No, because I'm an idiot and just didn't tell you in the first place."

Blake didn't say anything after that, still taking in and processing the information Yang had told her. For several minutes she sat there, holding tight onto Yang. Finally she decided to start asking questions again. "What can they do about it?"

"Well," Yang began with a sigh. "They found it too late to just cut it out and wait to see what happens. That is partially my fault." This caused Blake to raise an eyebrow, pulling back from Yang. "Basically I was stubborn. Back around the Christmas before I met you, I started feeling, I dunno, off. But I was stubborn and just didn't tell anyone. Well around the middle of summer, I got a little worked up at some asshats who were picking on Ruby. They then started insulting me about my family. Specifically about Raven."

"Wait, they knew about that?" Blake questioned.

"Milford is a small town. Everyone knows about it. But I got worked up and it caused me to have a reaction. That's when the doctors found it."

Blake nodded as Yang spoke. "So then what can be done about it?"

Yang sighed again. "Two real options really. Either chemotherapy. Which if it works, I really don't wanna have to deal with the side effect of it. Then there is a really risky and really expensive surgery."

Blake frowned, her faunus ears folding back. "Then what are you gonna do?"

"I dunno," the blonde said with a shake of her head. "For now I can just continue to take my medication and continue on with my life."

"What," she began, biting her lip, "what are you chances?"

Yang bit her lip this time. "They say if i keep taking my medicine and keep my stress levels low," Yang paused, taking a breath, "they say I have a fifty percent chance of making it to this time next year."