"Alex!" I heard her scream from outside and I knew something wasn't right. I immediately dropped my tools and ran inside to see her lying on the corner of the stairs in a crumpled heap. As soon as I got to her I knew she was unconscious and her breathing weak. My heart dropped as I frantically shook her but received no response. I remember the day I found her again like it was just yesterday. The determination to not let her leave me again like she did all those years ago but could I face potentially living without her again?