Nothing.

Safaree swiftly walked beside the stretcher as it was being raced into the emergency room. They rolled her onto the bed in a small white room. Safaree was instructed to stay outside of the room until further notice. Doctors were in and out of the room.Some with happy looks on their face others with serious scarce looks. About 2 hours later all the checking was done, and the doctors gave Safaree the que to come in. The doctors left and shut the door behind them. Nicki was sitting up with a water bottle in her hand. She smiled at him and he smiled back. He slowly walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. She scooted over and motioned him to come lay beside her. He kept rubbing her cheek with his thumb until she drifted into a deep sleep. Soon after he dozed off. Safaree felt something rubbing his side. He opened one eye and realized they were home. He looked to the right and saw Nicki standing there waiting for him to wake up. She had no cuts or bruises. It looked like nothing happened. Safaree simply asked "what happened yesterday?" And she laughed and said "well I went to the post office and left you here, and i came back and you were in bed." Safaree quickly jumped and said "so no accident?" she look at him confused not knowing what he was talking about and just shook her head. Safaree realized it was all a dream. A stinking dream. And laid there thanking God.

It'll be okay.

Nicki slowed down at a yellow light, and came to a complete stop. Her phone started to ring and it was from Safaree. She was debating to pick it up or not. She was stopped so why not. She picked it up and Safaree was just telling her that her opening act for the tour is rehearsing, and that they're doing great. He asked where she was , she responded with a soft voice that she was just going to send some bills at the post office. Right before they hung up Safaree heard on the other line a screeching noise, a scream, then a crash. The call was disconnected. Safaree slid down the bannister and grabbed his keys. He jumped in his car not even buckling his seat belt. He took the only route he knew to get to the post office. He was speeding, cutting corners, and running red lights. A couple police and ambulance cars flew by him. He tried his best to keep up with them. He could see from the far end of the street a pink Bentley sprawled out in the middle of the intersection, with a head on collision. It was causing traffic, so leaving the car running Safaree dashed to the incident. There he saw Nicki being put on a stretcher and being pushed into the back of an ambulance. Safaree grabbed the paramedics' arm and asked from them to let him in the back. She saw the intense worry in his eyes, and nodded her head. Safaree raced to the back and saw her laying there peacefully. Not a word was said. The only noise was the panting from Safaree. he overlooked Nicki. There was cuts and bruises all over her body. Safaree held her hand and dropped to the floor with both knees and busted out in tears. He put her hand to his nose and whispered with sniffling in between words. "if i didn't call you this wouldn't have happened." after a silent moment he felt a cold hand rub the left side of his face. He looked up and saw Nicki looking at him with her eyes squinted, and smiling. Safaree slowly stood up and rubbed her face. Nicki had a mask over her mouth to help her breathe. He bent over and removed the the mask and kissed her. She whispered softly, "i'm fine, don't worry." they held each others hands and waited in silence to get to the hospital with only prayers racing through their minds.