Her.

Sixty Nine.

There was no guilt on killing London a month ago, it wasn't even thought of...as if it never happened. Pandora and William becoming more distant since that night, going on with they're lives but still regularly visiting Faye who still hadn't woken up. It was just going to be another secret kept from her, to finally let her go and forget about the blondie. William was more than happy since that night as he felt a sudden release with the whole incident, as if it was overdue.

William enters the room, his heart breaking seeing her lie on that bed, setting down black roses she always loved. He had just came back from LA, dealing with his job, he tried his best to reach Jake but it seemed as if he disappeared. William has tears fall down from his cheeks, exhausted from the late flight crawling in bed lying next to Faye who didn't show any movement. "Oh, Faye when are you going to wake up?" His voice breaking. "'I need you more than ever." He grabs her cold hand kissing it before he snuggles his head under her chin closing his eyes beginning to cry.

~

William wakes up seeing a doctor giving her meds, "Oh-"

"It's fine, man." The old man smiles writing down in his notes as he checks her vitals. "Just breaks my heart she's not going to be alive to see it."

"What?" He gasp.

"Her father is here...he ordered her to 'stop suffering'." He shakes his head. "Such a shame to see that man break down crying saying those words...knowing how her body is too weak to keep fighting with all the internal injuries."

"T-That can't happen!" William looks at Faye, "She could wake up any moment!"

"My boy..." The doctors voice filled with sorrow as William began to cry. "Faye's body is too weak to keep it like this, she has so many injures that should've killed her on the spot. It be inhumane to have her fighting a fight knowing she would lose."

"I thought you said she was getting better."

"Until she went into cardiac arrest and died for a few good minutes." The man sighs. "Your young; you can find another one...I think it's best for this to happen considering how much stress she's in." He exits the room with William looking at her wide eye in shock not ready to face the fact she could die.

Harry stands in the doorway, "Hey, William." He greets. casually.

William stands out of bed, "You can't kill her!" He cries. "She can wake up."

"Will...if that was the case, you would have no say in what I do with my daughter." Harry chuckles as if a joke was made. "But...I'm having her transferred."

"Where?" He asks with desperation. "I have to go with her, she's going to need me waking up."

"No." Harry shakes his head making William furrow his brows. "She is not to be seen by anyone, you hear? You live on with the football career and forget about this little monster who should've never been free in the first place."

"Harry, I'm not leaving her with you." Williams voice shifting with anger making Harry raise his brows. "We both know what's going to happen if she's alone with you."

"Now, Will...I am offended you would think that of me..." He begins shrugging. "But, she's leaving with me today, I refuse to let you stop that."

"She's mine, Harry...I dunno what sick incest obsession you got with her but she isn't leaving."

Harry burst out laughing as William remains dead serious, "William, you can't beat me, I'll kill you and your family! Don't you realize who I am? A fucking God in this world!" He exclaim smiling. "Faye is mine- not yours-mine, don't forget it again...Now...Would you please leave so she can be transferred?"

William lunges at William until arms grab him holding him back, a cloth covering his nose, him breathing in the chemicals without intent, falling to the floor weak. "I'm going to find her Harry...and I'll kill you." He grunts trying to get up and fight off the drugs but a foot pushes him back down seeing Harry laugh before everything went black.

"Make sure to drive him off to his families house, you hear?" Harry orders at his men. "Take him." He nods his head out as the two men pick William up walking him out the room leaving Faye and Harry alone.

He looks at his daughter, feeling somewhat remorse at how badly damaged she looked, "Oh Faye, it was my fault I got you into this." His voice soft. "I Should've continued hiding you from the world..." He strokes her blue hair, the curls bouncing. "This is my fault, and now I'm fixing this."

Her monitor beating rapidly as if she was aware and heard his voice, he takes his hand away the beeping slowing down, raising his brows, setting his hand on her head the monitor beating faster than before, he steps back remembering how she use to say Harry scared her, finally confirming it. Her words suddenly surrounding him as guilt overcame, but he groans in annoyance, "I can't show weakness." He murmurs, shaking his head. "I can't show any weakness to anyone."

Two of his men appear in the doorway, Harry nods at Faye, watching them carefully with the machines not to hurt her as they picked her up, on alert knowing Harry could kill him in that same second. His yellow eyes on Faye with worry, hoping she would wake up from the coma and at least give him a good fight...show something.