Victor paced in the waiting room, his thoughts reeling. His heart filled with fear.

"Vitya!" Yakov called,catching Victor's attention. He stopped in front of Victor.

"No one can tell me anything," Victor said,clearly distraught. " they've been in there a while. I should have been there,Yuri-"

"You couldn't have stopped it, sometimes no news is good news."

"How can you say that, Yuri,Yurio and JJ could be d-" The sound of hurried footsteps on the hospital floor reached their ears and it didn't take long for Isabella and Phichit to appeared, followed by the remaining competitors.

"Are they all right?" Phichit asked with deep concern. "We would've been here sooner, but it took a while for them to see everyone." Victor gazed at the group, many of the skaters were covered in bandages, cuts and bruises.

"No one's been out yet." Victor lowered himself into the chair behind him, covering his face with his hands.

Please Yuri, I need you to live. Just be okay. He pleaded silently. The thought of losing Yuri was too much for Victor. It would be another hour and a half before the doctor approached them. Victor shot up from his seat.

"I'm sorry we're meeting under these circumstances," the middle aged man said. "I'm a big fan of the sport. At the moment, if I can get you all to sit down,I have some news for you." Victor's heart dropped into his stomach. He felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Sit down,Vitya." Yakov instructed, the silver haired skater obeyed.

"Yuri Plisetsky and JJ both suffered head trauma, I sent them through a CT scan and it looks like there's no bleeding in their brain, which was our main concern. Yuri fractured his right shoulder-"

"Will JJ be okay?" Isabella cried, unable to wait any longer.

"Yes. He's expected to make a full recovery as will Yuri, it'll take some time but they'll be fine. we'll have them back to their usual activities as soon as possible." He assured them.

"But what about Yuri Katsuki, don't you have anything to say about him?" Victor demanded. The doctor sat down next to Victor.

"Yuri Katsuki sustained multiple injuries, he's just being taken out of surgery. He had an internal hemorrhage that was difficult to control and because of his head injury he slipped into a coma, he's also bruised both lungs fairly badly. I wish I could tell you what to expect from here."

"Can I see him?" Victor pleaded.

"Of course, if you'll follow me, I'll take you back to him." Victor stood up.

"I'll have to call his family, it's-"

"I'll take care of it, he needs you." Phichit offered.

"Thank you, but I should do it,It's my fault he was there." He turned and followed the doctor down the seemingly endless corridor, he paid no attention to his surroundings. Finally they stopped at Yuri's door.

"If you need anything, the call button is beside the bed and the nurses station is just down the hall." Victor thanked him and entered the room.

Yuri lay motionless on the bed surrounded by tubes and monitors. His head covered in white bandages a breathing tube had been inserted. Victor moved closer, standing beside him, reaching down to take his hand,careful not to disturb the device attached to Yuri's finger.

"My precious Yuri." He began quietly. "I'm so sorry, I should have been with you. I need you to open your beautiful eyes and look at me. You have to live, To lose you- Yuri, you are my everything, my one and only love. Please." He pleaded kissing the younger man's hand.

"I would take your place if I could. If I could go back, I'd-" Victor sniffled. "I love you more than anything in this world. Live Yuri, because the truth is...I can't if you don't. I'm right here waiting for you. I'll always be right beside you. I just hope you can find your way back to me."