Dirk was anticipating, and dreading, the phone call that was to come. Cole's parents called every weekend to check up on him. Typically worried parents, they did their best to nag and cajole Cole into coming home. Of all of their children, they worried the most about their youngest son. They knew the entire history of Cole and Dirk's relationship and were none too pleased that the two were back together. Dirk didn't have the best reputation, and when it came to the Hayes family, Mr. and Mrs. Hayes had had enough of Dirk Stevens.

So when Cole's cell phone started to ring, Dirk didn't even have to look at the screen to know who it was. He flipped open the phone and answered it. Of course Mrs. Hayes wanted to know where her son was and why Dirk was answering. He gave the shortest, simplest explanation. He told her about the fight in the bar, well at least the part about Cole being attacked, and that because of it, how Cole couldn't speak. Needless to say, Mrs. Hayes was dubious. She didn't believe Dirk for a second. He was a known liar. She started imagining Dirk and Cole fighting once again. It wasn't a far stretch at all to imagine it. She put two and two together in her head and her mind was set. Cole had hurt himself, once again, due to the bastard on the other end of the line.

Dirk was relaying what Mrs. Hayes was saying to Cole who was sitting right there. Of course, she wanted to see her son, as soon as possible. And Dirk agreed. He didn't want any more animosity between himself and his in-laws. After the failed marriage to their daughter, he had a lot of ground to cover to make amends. And that's just what he wanted to do. He had no idea that when that phone call ended that Mr. and Mrs. Hayes were planning on putting Cole somewhere that neither Cole nor Dirk could ever hurt him again.

Looking back, it should have seemed strange to Dirk. No sooner than they get there and Mr. and Mrs. Hayes say that they have to leave for a while. Dinner date with old friends they said. Why would they go out so suddenly if they had wanted to see Cole so badly? But he never gave it a second thought. And after they left, Dirk and Cole spent a little bit of intimate time on the couch. The words "Cole and Dirk forever." scrawled on Cole's notepad. If Dirk had known what was to happen next, he never would have asked for that Coke. He would have pulled Cole down into his lap and held onto him, forever.

Cole had went into the kitchen, where Mrs. Hayes had told the driver and attendants to wait. She warned them that if Dirk got wind of what was to happen that Dirk would get violent. No sooner did Cole grab a couple of cans of Coke from the fridge, he was grabbed up by two men in the typical white shirt and black pants uniform of the ambulance company that was hired to come get him. Of course, unable to speak or make any sounds from his throat, Cole wasn't able to scream out to Dirk to let him know. They had taken him out to the ambulance, strapped him into the gurney and were closing the doors to the ambulance before Dirk was the wiser.

Dirk had heard the can of Coke fall and he just knew something was amiss in the kitchen. "Cole?" he calls out, as he enters the room. He searches the entire kitchen, hazels going from the opened fridge, the stove, cabinets, washer and dryer. No sign of Cole. Then he hears the doors to the ambulance close and he rushes for the door. He threw it open, the curtains swaying violently as the doorknob slammed into the wall. "Cole!" as starts to run for the ambulance. But it was too late, they had already started to pull away. "Cole!" he screams out, as he chased that ambulance for half a block. "Cole.." he cries as he comes to a stop in the middle of the road. He turns and runs at top speed back to the house, to his truck. His tires squealed in protest as he gunned the engine and took off after the ambulance.

Inside the ambulance, they had Cole securely fastened to the gurney. It was standard operating procedure for suicidal patients. How were the attendants to know that he wasn't suicidal? They were just doing their jobs. And the tears fell like rain from Cole's olive colored eyes. The only thing keeping him sane was the thought of Dirk. He knew in his heart that Dirk would come for him. That Dirk wouldn't let anything bad happen to him ever again. He clung to the hope like it were a lifeline. Dirk would come.

Dirk was chasing down that ambulance in his truck. It wasn't long before he could see it turn into the hospital parking lot. "Hang on baby..." he whispers as he pushes the accelerator to the floor. Once in the parking lot, Dirk slams on the breaks behind the ambulance and puts his truck into a broadside behind the ambulance, nearly smashing his truck into it. He jumps out and runs into the hospital in time to catch up with the gurney and Cole in it. He takes his hand and looks down at Cole. "Don't worry baby, I'll get you out of here." And no sooner are the words spoken when Dirk is pulled violently away and they continue to whisk Cole down the corridor and through a set of double doors. Dirk did his best to get back to Cole, but with security holding him at bay, there wasn't anything that could be done. He spots Mr. and Mrs. Hayes in the lobby, holding on to one another. He runs over and screams in their faces. "How could you do this?!?" And before he did anything else, he storms out of the lobby. He needed air.

Cole clung to Dirk's hand and he looks up with those huge innocent olive green eyes into Dirk's face. No sooner had the words left Dirk's mouth and the comfort of his grasp was gone. Their hands slipped apart and Cole's banged on the doorway painfully. He thrashed his head back and forth and tried to cry out, but only silent tears fell from his eyes. And as the doctor came over with the syringe Cole looked up, terrified. As the drug poured into his veins, his last coherent thought was "No, please, no..." then olive greens close as does the door behind him.

Dirk woke up to a major kink in his neck. Groaning as his eyes opened up, he looks down at the steering wheel. "Ugh." he sighs and closes his eyes, hand coming to his neck to try to work out the kink. He had slept in his truck, in the hospital parking lot. If they weren't going to let him in to see Cole, he was going to be as close to him as he possibly could. He just hoped that Cole could see him from his window.

The night before, he stood there and interrogated Cole's parents, rather loudly. They had given their reasons, they were worried about Cole. They thought he had inflicted the wound to his neck himself. Dirk closes his eyes and shakes his head at that thought. How could they think such a thing? He didn't know and it pissed him off to no end. That they'd do this to their son, it was unfathomable to him.

He had tried, several times, to go back and see Cole. Hell after they sedated Cole, Mr. and Mrs. Hayes had been allowed to go back and see him. Dirk fought with the nurse for what seemed like hours. They let his parents, but not his fiancee? What did they think Dirk was going to do? He would just as soon cut off his own hand as to harm a hair on the head of Cole! He just couldn't believe it.

He lights a cigarette and blows out the smoke slowly. Looking at himself in the rearview mirror, he sighs heavily. He looked like shit. Dark circles under his eyes and his hazels had a wild, lost look to them. "Please, let me see him today." he whispers softly.

Getting out of the truck, he straightens up his very wrinkled clothes as best he can. He walks into the hospital and by-passes the information desk, heading straight for the psych ward. He was in the elevator alone, and he hugged his arms to himself. Once the doors opened, he walked down the hall to the nurses station. He signed his name on the register, then looked at the board with the nurses assignments on them. Cole was in the same room he had been in before.

He starts to walk towards Cole's room. He was hell bent on seeing him. Cole needed him as much as he needed Cole. But before he could get even two feet past the nurses station, a strong hand pulls back on his shoulder. "You can't go in there." the orderly says in a deep voice.

Turning around, Dirk looks up at the orderly and sets his jaw. "That's my fiancee in that room and neither you, nor anybody else, is going to stop me from seeing him." He turns and starts to walk back towards Cole's room. He didn't hear the rapid footsteps behind him. All he knew is that his hands were flying upwards and he landed hard on the cool tiled floor of the hallway. The orderly had clotheslined behind Dirk, taking him to the floor. "Doctor's orders, per the parent's request. You are to stay away."

His head spun and he shook his head to clear it as the orderly lifted him up and took him down the hall. Into his own little white room, the door was locked behind him. He gets up and rushes to the door, pounding on it. "Let me out! I need to see Cole!! Let me out!" echoed down the hall.

He was holding his breath when Dirk rushes over and takes him in his arms. This isn't a dream, it is real, it has to be. He sighs and looks into hazels, those hazels he has been dreaming of, and no matter how much those doctors doped him up he still thinks of Dirk to help him have a grip on reality. He wraps his arms around him and then he is settled onto the couch. Olive greens watch as Dirk goes to the door and then back to Dirk as he sits down. Before he can even move he is in Dirk's lap, where he has wanted to be since day one. His fingers reach up and touch Dirk's face. He sighs very deeply again and the tears still stream down his pale cheeks. How he wishes he could talk to him. But of course he can't and he reaches over to the notebook and pen, the pen hits the paper and in very scribbled letters he writes. I love you, I have to get out of here. I feel so sick all of the time and the doctors are talking about taking me into one of those rooms that shock people. Don't let them do this to me.. please, we have to get out of here. I don't want to stay anymore, I want to be with you. The writing so jumbled that he hopes Dirk can read it.

He reads the note and he has to set his jaw and grit his teeth to keep the tears at bay. Looking into the face of the man he loves, he loses his resolve and tears begin to fall down his face. "I'm getting you out of here. I don't know how, but I'm going to call the guys and we're getting you out of here." He whispers into Cole's ear as he kisses it. He didn't want to be overheard. "The doctor is telling your parents what they want to hear to keep you here and to milk them out of their money. Maybe G can pay them off." Of course he's rambling, he just wants to take Cole out of there right this second. "I love you so much baby, I can't let them do this to you. You didn't do anything and you're not fucking crazy." he kisses his cheek, then his lips. "I love you, I love you.."

He reaches up and wipes those tears that fall from Dirk's eyes and he listens to every word that Dirk says. He sighs deeply and of course it sets his mind at ease the more he hears. Hearing that Dirk will do what it takes to get him out of here, it helps.. a lot. He blows out a breath and nods to what he says about the doctor. He is set in his mind that the doctor doesn't like him at all, he stares at him through the door at all times of the night, looks at him like he is nothing..He puts his hand to Dirk's face as he is kissed on the cheek and then even turns in Dirk's lap to be kissed properly. He holds both of Dirk's cheeks in his hands and cries softly into the kiss. He doesn't want to leave this room, he doesn't want to be without Dirk again.

He holds Cole tightly and kisses him, over and over. Gentle kisses to his eyes, wiping the tears from his face with his thumbs. Nuzzling with his nose as he kisses each cheek, his chin. "Baby, I promise, I'm going to get you out of here. I promise." he whispers. Pulling the pen from Cole's hand, he writes onto the pad of paper. "I love you, Cole, you and me, forever." and puts the pen down on the pad of paper. "You just keep fighting baby. Don't let them make you forget." and more tears fall from his eyes. It would just about be the death of him if Cole were to forget.

Cole wraps his arms around him and holds tight. He wants to tell him, take me out of here now, don't let them put me back in that room. But no words come from his mouth and he cries silently on Dirk's shoulder. He leans back as Dirk writes on the paper and he looks down at the notebook and nods. A deep breath and he moves closer to Dirk and kisses him again, a very deep and loving kiss, his arms staying firmly around Dirk's shoulders.

It had seemed like mere moments, but the door opens up and an orderly and a nurse walk into the room. "Hour's up." the orderly says plainly and walks over to the, grabbing Cole's arm. The nurse stands by, syringe at the ready in case it's needed. Dirk kisses Cole deeply and stands up with Cole in his arms. "Take your hand off of him. I'll see him to his room." he glares at them both. His arms protectively around Cole, cradling his head against Dirk's chest. He leans his head down and kisses the top of his head. "Don't forget baby, I'm coming back for you. I'll never leave you here." he whispers into that silky auburn hair. "I love you baby, I love you."

He looks up the moment the door opens and he holds onto Dirk tightly. He shakes his head. Oh god no he doesn't want to go, he doesn't want to be put back in that tiny room away from everyone he cares about and that cares about him. No.. not to be without Dirk again. He cries even harder and stands up when Dirk does. He keeps shaking his head, even at Dirk. His grip not wavering. Olive greens look at the orderly and nurse with pure terror. His head still shaking and he pulls away from Dirk and runs for the door, he scrambles down on the ground and manages to get under the orderly's legs to go out the door. Shouts from the orderly that the patient is on the loose but Cole doesn't care he's running for the front doors.