Always~ r5 fanfic

Chapter 22

After filming I was exhausted, Riker offered to carry me out he was so worried I'd pass out. We'd gotten through 4 scenes, 3 of which I was in and all of those 3 everyone else kept messing up so we had to go again!

I tossed the keys to Riker. "You drive, it's not safe for me to." I yawned as I struggled to focus enough to open the door. I flopped into the seat and buckled in, Riker chuckled as he pulled out of the parking lot. The hum of the engine and sway of the car soon made it easy for me to fall asleep.

I woke up to the feeling of something, solid and warm with it's arms around me. I peeked my eyes open and say Riker was carrying me inside. I snuggled into his arms and he hugged me tighter to his chest. We came through the living room and everyone began to greet him loudly before Riker hissed a "Shh!" At them. "She isn't used to the work of filming yet." He whispered to them, Ross chuckled and whispered to Riker. "Dude you know you need to-." Riker cut him off. "Sh! I know, stop bugging me. I have to go lay her down." He whispered at Ross before carrying me upstairs.

Riker laid me down on my bed, I could feel the sleep beginning to claim me again. He laid a blanket over me before brushing some hair out of my face. Riker leaned down and kissed my forehead. "Oh Emily.... If only I had the guts to tell you-." I cut him off by falling asleep. When I woke up Riker was gone and I had my favorite blanket on.

I groaned inwardly before reaching over and checking the time on my phone. It was around dinner. I should probably get food for everyone. I stood up fast from my bed and walked out my door. I paused at the top of the stairs as a rush of dizziness hit me and hit me hard. My legs swayed when suddenly my knees buckled. I tumbled down the stairs, a rush of pain hitting me as I stopped at the bottom. Everyone rushed over to see if I was okay.

I stood up, leaning on the railing. "I'm fine, all good." I tried to sound convinsing. I took a step and crumpled. Riker caught me, a hand on the back of my head and his other wrapped around my waist as he lowered me to the ground. "Emily? Are you okay?" He asked seriously, my head felt warm. Riker pulled his hand away from my head and looked at it. His fingers stained red.

"Call 9-1-1!" A shout rang out, it echoed through my head as darkness engulfed me.