***A/N: Sorry this chapter is really short and really has no substance. I promise that there are better and more interesting chapters to come. Thank you for reading and please enjoy and review if you want to!***

Tegan's POV

The male nurse lifts Sara gently from her place beside Tegan and she watch as he turns and walks her to the other cot. If she wasn't so weak she would've protested. She had enjoyed awaking to the feeling of Sara's arms around her and had turned to trace the lines of her sister's face. Wishing to memorize them in the endlessness that she assumed was her fate. Even so she knew that the nurse she was speaking with would never understand this strange want so she stayed silent about it letting the elderly woman continue to check different things.

They were all being as quiet as possible not wanting to wake Sara. No one had said anything but the bags under her dear sister's eyes had been the only clue necessary to tell her it'd been awhile since she'd truly slept. In fact if someone had come in then to check on them it would be hard to tell which had been hospitalized in this situation. Tegan wished to be able to move. To be able to have time alone with her sister. To hold her shrinking form in her arms and try to help her grow back. She was killing Sara and she didn't know how. This whole thing had been to help Sara. To get her to live without Tegan dragging her down but now she was more confused than ever. What did Sara want if not peace?

Tegan's thought process was interrupted by the sight of Sara's eyes opening across the room. She watched as Sara blinked once, twice, and a third time before her eyes focused in on her sister. Sara's reaction surprised them all as she began to fight the arms around her. She fell to the bed with a loud smack but did not stop her movements as she ran to Tegan's side: sore arm held to her chest. She knelt beside her sister's face and grabbed her hand, interlocking their fingers.

"Are you okay?" she asked. Tegan didn't answer choosing to instead take in the hazel eyes that searched her face worriedly. "Tegan, please. Say something." Sara begged after a few moments of silence and Tegan looked at her lips as she formed the words. She licked her own chapped ones, remembering their softness and then spoke her voice hoarse from misuse over the past few days.

"Why are you here?" she whispered and her eyes snapped back to Sara's eyes to see how she would react. Tegan didn't understand why Sara was even talking to her. They hadn't spoken in months and Sara had told Tegan that was how she wanted it. Sara hid everything beneath the surface usually but the way Sara was looking at her now was raw and true in comparison. Sara must've seen something in the way Tegan was staring because she pulled away quickly, unlocking their fingers and standing up.

"I have to be here. I'm your sister. That's what I'm for. I pick you up when you fall and when you do shit like this."

"Yeah, sure you do Sara. We both know that's not true. And I was doing us a favor. You a favor. I thought you wanted me gone. " Tegan snapped at her and tears reached Sara's eyes as she pleaded with her to be gentle with her words. Tegan wasn't feeling like pretending anymore though and she drove the knife in deeper.

Sara's POV

"You wanted me dead Sara. So why didn't you let me die? I did this for you." She spat at her and Sara stared at her in horror trying to comprehend the meaning behind her words. She hadn't let it fully sink in yet. She had wanted to blame Tegan's depression on something else. Anything else. She couldn't take the blame.

She felt a part of her break and her need for Tegan grew worse than before. She gaped at her sister for a moment longer: looking at the damage she had caused in her sunken cheeks and blue tinged skin. Tegan was sick and it was her fault. She needed to stop herself before she let her thoughts go too far.. With that thought she straightened up and let her face fall back to its usual cold mask of calm.

"I didn't do this to you Tegan. I haven't done anything to you. You're just mad right now." This seemed to anger Tegan worse as her eyes narrowed but she didn't say anything back. Instead she turned away from Sara all together and restarted her conversation with the nurse.

"It was an accident and it won't happen again don't worry. It was just a momentary slip up that is all. Can I please just go home?" the nurse stared at her still jarred by the previous conversation but she stuttered back to life quickly and tried her best to answer.

Sara turned away not wanting to be a part of it anymore she left to call her mother and lie about what was going on. She wished she could tell her the truth but something about how Tegan was acting made her worry that she didn't want to involve her mother at the moment. She walked out to the hallway, taking one last look at her sister before she shut the door.