He was sprized and kissed back weakly, his body still half asleep

"marry...me" he asked weakly, though it was a are you still gonna marry me then a actull preposal.

He fought off the sleep that was griping him "Marry..me..." he wheezed

He got the message "Ill still love you" he whispered, meet her eyes with his tear dotted hazels.

He smiled weakly and held pu his hand lightly, flashing the golden band around his finger befor he finaly passed out.

He fell asleep breathing deeply, the blood missted phone on the table beside him began to go off.

He didnt text back, he was....busy. The phone said one voice mail and whent black.

the world began to grow dark she fianly got a text "Ok..hows Dad!?...oh and do you know how well Koreanscan cook Italian!? Cause Sebastian Cant cook it worth crap sooo...Me and adm are going to dinner! If Seb texts ya tell him that please"!!

Jackson woke just a bit and a nurse gave him something to drink, then he fell back to sleep.

same with jackson, The boys finaly whent home around 1 or 2 in the morning and passed out on the pourch in each other arms.

Morning came and Jackson finaly woke up,

Jackson sat up and was proped up with pillows by nurses, He ate ad watched her, woundering.

Jackson watched slowly, he was laying bakc down now, so he looked like he was still asleep.

Jackson blink, did she..love me? he just layed there watching with a half open eye.

Jackson smiled weakly, though to him it was a big smile. Oh how he wanted to go do that to but..he was to tired to move.

Jackson would have laughed, but he was tiered and that would hurt. so he layed still

He froned stiring a bit but was to weak to stand...and sit up. "Stop" he whispered, though it was weak and muffeled proabley unhearable.

He winced and sat up a tiny bit as to meet the other eyes, "Leave...her...alone" he mumbeled angerly.

He took a heavy breath glareing at Scure "You...should....Find...someone.....who....loves.....you...." He said, breathing laybored.

"I...dont...want....to....fight....you...any...more....i..wanna...go...home...with...sheab...and...my...boys...and....have...a...family..." he said calmly, still sittingup, smileing lightly at her, to say he was fine.

Jackson sighed heavily and layed back down with a wince, shifting uncomfrotabely.

Jackson smiled at him "I..talked...to...my..butler...You..never...touched...her....And do you...realize you sound ...like a teenager .......DUED" His breathing easyer now that he was laying down.

He smiled at the man, not a sweet or warm smile...just a smile "Rot in hell"

"She'll love it..If only she.....loved the man holdin it" He chukeled stil smileing.

He rock formed in his stoumache and his smile faded, he turned his head to stiar at the celling, saying nothing. Though his phone started going off a photo of a red hiared teenagerflashing across the screen with the name Mask below it.