Jack's POV:
Everyone was in the waiting area. All four bands. All of the crew members of the tour. Bonnie. Everyone. I finally know what Alex felt like when Bonnie was having her panic attacks. Lost. Scared. Hopeless. But the thing that took over me the most. Anger. Anger at myself. I could have stopped it. I could have done more to prevent it. I could of had Nyssa safely hidden away on the bus the entire night while I was doing my show. Hidden away from everything that brought her to this point. But I was selfish and asked her to be with me.

My eyes were closed, I was holding my head while my elbows were resting on my knees with me hunched over. We were all silent. The last time we were at a hospital was for Bonnie. We never thought that we would be back. I have no idea how long we been here, but it felt like hours.

"Who's here for Nyssa Peciado?" Her last name. So she wasn't lying about her being a quarter Mexican. Even though Nyssa doesn't sound like a Mexican name. We all look up, "we all are," Matt says quietly. "Oh my..," the doctor says. "Well.. I can't have all of you in there of course." "Can we know what happened?," Alex speaks up. "When we got her in, her heart rate was racing way above the normal heart rate. We treated the scratches that are on her arms and hands. We wanted to say she was having a panic attack but.. it wasn't exactly one." We all knew what it was.

"How is she?," Bonnie asks. "We sedated her to fully calm her down, she probablly won't wake up for a while." "Can we go see her?," Bonnie asks. The doctor looks at all of us. "Who's closer to her?" "Bo-" "Jack is," Bonnie cuts me off. "He's her boyfriend." The doctor nods, "okay. You can visit her. When she wakes up she can have a few more visitors." The doctor walks off and I look at everyone.

Rian pats my back, "go see her Jack. She needs you more then ever." "Um, here Jack," Vic hands me her iPod with her earbuds wrapped around it. "You might need this." "Thanks Vic." "Can I suggest something?," Jamie asks. "Sure." "Try singing to her. Thats worked with us in the past with her." I think back to when before we got together. How I sang to her as she fell asleep and she calmed down so fast it was amazing. Maybe singing to her will bring her back.

I make my way down the long hallway to her room. When I reach her room, I quietly open the door and see a sleeping Nyssa attached to a heart monitor and a needle through her vein attached to a bag. I quietly close the door and walk over to her and pull a chair up to her bed. I never thought that I would see her like this. I gently hold her hand, her hand was cold. I see the bandages on her arms and hands from where she scratched herself.

Her breathing was slower then usual, but I knew she was fighting the voice in her head. The fight in her mind was making her weak and I wanted her to wake up. I unwrap her iPod and scroll through her playlists till I got to her Spirited Away playlist. She was so calm when she listened to this last time. I put her earbuds in her ears and press play. I hear the music playing and I thought to myself, how could I fit one of our songs with the tune of the song.

I try a few times with Stay Awake, and it actually worked. I pause the song and take one earbud out. I press back on the iPod and had the song start over. I lean over more and start singing softly Stay Awake in her ear. While I sang it, I thought back to all of the happy memories we had together.
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Nyssa's Mind:
The voice was screaming at me. It would switch from Bonnie. To Alex. To Vic. To Jack. To everyone. Each new voice having a new thing to scream at me about. I kept trying to fight back but I couldn't. I was lost in the darkness that the voice pulled me into and I couldn't find my way out. And with each word, it made me weaker and weaker.

I then started to hear something new. It was slow. It was...beautiful. But the screams were louder then the beautiful music itself. I then started to hear something else. It was a man singing with the beautiful music that was playing. Soon the man's voice and the music over powered the voices that were screaming at me. Soon enough, I only heard the man and the music. The voices were gone. Silenced.

I then recognized the man's voice. It was Jack.
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Jack's POV:
I hear the song end and I close my eyes, tears slowly rolling down my face. "I love you Nyssa," I whisper. I open my eyes and see that her eyes were slowly opening. "Nyssa?" She opens her eyes and looks around, she looks down at her arm and see's the needle. She tries to grab it but I gently put my hand over hers. She stops and looks at me.

"It was you," her voice cracks and she starts crying. She hugs me tightly and I hug her back. "Nyssa I'm so happy to see that your awake," I whisper in her ear. "I-I heard you Jack. I heard the music. It pushed away the voice in my head. It silenced the voice." "What does that mean?" "Its gone Jack. Its finally gone. And you made it go away," she sobs. "You made the voice that has been haunting me my whole life go away."

I hold her longer, gently rocking her. The voice was finally gone and I silenced it. Forever. I kiss her tenderly, "I love you so much Nyssa," I whisper against her lips. "I love you to Jack, you have no idea," she whispers. "Lay with me."

I go on the other side of the bed and lay with her, her head resting on my chest. She was listening to my heart beat and I was running my fingers through her hair. She slowly fell asleep, actually sleeping. Not fighting her mind. When you wake up Nyssa, you'll see Bonnie, Alex, everyone. When you wake up, you'll no longer hear that voice. I close my eyes and I felt myself slowly fall asleep in her bed, with her in my arms where she belongs.