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• He had been watching her pacing wordlessly, but was visibly relieved when she finally just settled down - and more than happy that it was into his lap that she settled. Both arms wrapping slowly and gently around her waist, his lips gently brushed her cheek and his voice was a soft murmur. "Hey, we all just want to see you get better. And atleast you're getting out of here - that's the most important thing, right?" He didn't even look over at her father - if looks could kill, he would have been dead a long time ago. He could feel Brett's glare, and it made him uncomfortable, but he was here for her - not for his own personal comfort. (NT) -- Gavi, Fri, Jun 03 2005, 11:14pm PDT

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• She smiled softly, nodding as she found his fingers andplayed with them absently. A low breath escaped her lips as she shifted comfortably on his lap, steady there for a few moments before the doctor came in to get her for a few more tests before they could release her - leaving Brett and Gavin alone. "So, when are you planning on going back to LA?" He questioned, hoping for non-chalant in the inquiry. (NT) -- Brett, Fri, Jun 03 2005, 11:35pm PDT

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• As she left, he was debating the idea of going to get some coffee or something just so that he didn't have to be alone with her very intimidating father, but just as he was about to make his move out of there, Brett asked the question. For a moment, he paused in thought before nodding slowly as he spoke - trying to sound just as nonchalant and non-confrontational as possible. "Uh, probably middle of next week for a few days if Bianca's doing okay... They're doing everything that they can without me..." (NT) -- Gavin, Fri, Jun 03 2005, 11:41pm PDT

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• He nodded slowly at that, his brow cocked after a few minutes. "And you'll be staying there for a few months, correct? Must be needed with the record and all, its very important to your career." He smirked lightly, though he tried to disguise the expression. "Don't worry though, I have hired a very capable young man to take care of Bianca. He'll stay there at the apartment to make sure she's eating, taking her medicine and going to her therapy. She'll be just fine with Mark looking out for her." (NT) -- Brett, Fri, Jun 03 2005, 11:51pm PDT

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• "I'll be there for a few days, actually. And then back here again." He corrected the older man tersely, jaw tensing a little at the smug expression and tone to Brett's demeanor. Sure, this album was vital to his career, but they were right on pace, and so much of the recording was already done. He would need some time to lay down the lead on a few of the tracks still, but the band and even the record company was being amazingly cooperative. At the mention of this new little helper, he nodded a little - feigning understanding. "Great. That's what she needs. Someone capable and responsible." There was no point in arguing - if he just agreed then Brett could pretend that he was winning. (NT) -- Gavin, Fri, Jun 03 2005, 11:57pm PDT

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• He frowned a touch at the fact that he would be coming back but then just nodded, his jaw tensing a little bit. "Right, well, exactly. Mark is very capable, I work with his father. He's a good man." The words were pointed, before he stood and brushed off his black chino's. His mouth openened to say something else but was interrupted by Bianca coming back in, looking pretty worn out. She didn't look healthy enough to leave the hospital but she was refusing treatment there and it had been decided that she might be more corropative at home. (NT) -- Brett, Sat, Jun 04 2005, 12:04am PDT

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• "That's good to know..." He muttered unconvincingly and dropped his head into his hands to run his fingers through his hair. When Bianca returned, he inhaled softly in relief and stood slowly, shoving his hands into the pockets of his faded and tattered jeans. "Hey.. B... Feeling okay?" She looked tired, and he wasn't really convinced that she was ready to get out of here, but he trusted her doctors and was with them in their hopes that she would be more receptive to treatment once at home. (NT) -- Gavin, Sat, Jun 04 2005, 12:10am PDT

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• She shrugged a touch, dropping to the side of the bed with a soft breath escaping her lips. Her eyes looked so lifeless, like a walking skeleton without a soul within in its shell. Her eyes travelled to her father before she looked back to Gavin, reaching for him. She needed him, he was the only she would come even close to listening too and even from him it took quite a bit of convincing. She waited until he was sitting next to her before she spoke, her lower lip trembling just a touch, her dark eyes shining with unshed tears. "People were staring at me, Gavin, I look horrible..." For a girl who's whole life had been based on her looks...this was quite the horror. (NT) -- Bianca, Sat, Jun 04 2005, 12:16am PDT

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• Sitting down beside her, he slipped both arms around her and pressed a soft kiss to her cheek, tone soft and so obviously only for her. "Baby, don't even worry about it... You're going to get better. We'll get you home, and you'll be comfortable again, and we can fix this." He promised her without hesitation, brows gently furrowed. For whatever reason, he hadn't even considered what it would be like for her to be seen by people outside of her safe, quiet, private little hospital room. Somehow, they had to get her from here to her apartment with as little trauma as possible. (NT) -- Gavin, Sat, Jun 04 2005, 12:22am PDT

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• She swallowed heavily at that, her brow furrowed as she dropped her eyes away from his to the floor - her voice choked. "You think I look horrible too, I probably repulse you.." How could he ever want to touch her again? There was no doubt now that he would find other girls - girls like Kat, the perfect model, or maybe a sweet little innocent blonde like Emily - to satisfy his needs and evantually to even be with. Oh, she knew he wouldn't leave her right away, he had to give it the appropiate amount of time. There was all sorts of rules about things like this... (NT) -- Bianca, Sat, Jun 04 2005, 12:25am PDT

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• "Bianca, no." He stated firmly and touched her chin gently to encourage her to look at him. As long as he was talking to her, he didn't even care what Brett heard or thought. "I know that you are the most beautiful woman in the world, but I just want you to be healthy and safe again, Bianca. I don't want to be scared for you anymore..." He spoke softly, gently and honestly - that was the truth. He wasn't leaving her anytime in the foreseeable future - unless she kicked him out - and he didn't want her to think that she would. (NT) -- Gavin, Sat, Jun 04 2005, 12:33am PDT

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• She swallowed heavily, the tears slipping out from her lashes as she looked back up to him. His words were so honest, as much as she instinctively thought he had to be lying..his eyes and tone convinced her otherwise. Her arms slipped back around him, her head resting on his chest. "Take me home.." She murmured softly, pleadingly. "I just want to be with you, just you.." She couldn't stand everyone's eyes on her, she hated the way her father looked at Gavin, she just wanted to be with him. (NT) -- Gavin, Sat, Jun 04 2005, 12:37am PDT

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• "Is there anything left to do or fill out?" He questioned softly, just holding her tightly for now - he wanted to get up to gather her things and to check in with the nurses to find out what was going on, but he didn't want to leave her side just yet. He was so worried about her - not just phsyically, but she also seemed so mentally troubled. There was so much going on in her life, and he didn't know how to deal with any of it, nevermind help her deal with all of it. (NT) -- GAvin, Sat, Jun 04 2005, 12:46am PDT

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• "I don't think so..." She murmured, her head on his shoulder as she yawned softly, the tears drying as quickly as they had come on. She shifted slowly out of his arms, pressing a kiss to his cheek in return. "Why don't you go check with the nurses to make sure and I'll say bye to everyone here?" She questioned softly, brushing her hair back behind her ear before she bit her lip, her hand running down his leg. "Love you." (NT) -- Gavin, Sat, Jun 04 2005, 1:03am PDT

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• "Sure baby... Go ahead and say your goodbyes. I'll help you with your stuff when I get back." He kissed her forehead tenderly before she stood, hands brushing down her arms gently, and then smiled a little - reassuringly. "I love you too, B..." He didn't hesitated in the slightest and his voice was soft - a gentle murmur meant only for her, though he didn't care if anyone heard him say those words. (NT) -- Gavin, Sat, Jun 04 2005, 1:12am PDT