**Ross's p.o.v**

"Ok, so the plan is I'll reach the airport by about midnight tonight and then I'll have the cab drop me off at your house tomorrow morning, I'm so glad to be coming home." I exclaim through my cell phone receiver.

"Are you sure you're not just excited to see me?" Laura teases on the other line.

"Ok that too." I say with a grin, checking the rearview mirror.

"Be careful ok, I hear there's a pretty nasty snowstorm heading that way." She says.

"I'll be fine, I can't wait to see you tomorrow." I reply.

"Me either, it'll be our first date since you went on that fall tour." She replies.

"I know, I've missed you a lot you know that right?" I ask.

"Uh join the club!" she exclaims with a laugh.

I laugh too.

"Okay I gotta go; I'm getting on the highway now." I reply.

"Ok, be careful, I love you." She replies.

"Love you too." I reply as I hang up the phone.

I was heading home, where Laura planned on meeting me for a party my parents were having it was kind of a reunion/anniversary party, I left the state a few hours before my parents and my siblings and Ratliff so I could be home sooner to see Laura before the party.

I continue driving, turning up the heat slightly. Four more hours until I would reach the airport.

Two hours through the ride snow started falling, slowly at first but as I continued to drive it gradually started falling faster, and getting heavier until it was almost impossible to see the road, I knew pulling over wasn't an option since I was on the highway so I slowed the car down and glared through the raging storm.

I heard my phone vibrate, without taking my eyes off the road I reached over to pick it up, knocking it off the seat, I take my eyes off the road for a second, and there's a flash of light as everything around me fades away.

**Laura's p.o.v**

I get out of bed excitedly, it was morning! And today Ross would be getting home.

Even though I knew the plan was that he was going to pick me up and take me to his house, I still busied myself with cleaning the house, from my room, to the bathrooms, to the kitchen, and finally the living room.

When all the cleaning was done I plopped down on the couch with a sigh, looking around the room in satisfaction.

Then I just sat and waited, knowing any second Ross would be calling me to let me know he was on his way.

And still I waited.

And waited.

Finally I looked at my watch. It was now 12:30pm.

Maybe his flight just got delayed a bit because of the storm. I tried to assure myself.

I waited a little longer, from my position on the couch I turned around and opened the blinds to the window behind the couch and looked down at the parking lot.

No sign of him.

Finally, getting worried I picked up my phone and dialed his number.

What's up? You've reached Ross Lynch, I can't come to the phone right now but leave your name and message and I'll get back to ya soon!

I take in a shaky breath.

It was unlike him to miss a call, now I was getting worried.

Maybe he's just still on the plane I tried assuring myself again.

To walk off my nerves I head to the kitchen to fix a glass of chocolate milk, as I'm pulling a glass out of the cabinet my phone rings, I look down eagerly at the caller I.D, I'm slightly disappointed to see that it's Stormie.

"Hello." I say into the receiver.

I heard her sigh, I knew right then that this couldn't be good news.

"Laura, something's happened, you need to come to the hospital right now." She says with a shaky voice, I can hear her holding back tears.

Suddenly it's as if my muscles have stopped working, the glass meant for my milk slides out of my grip, crashing onto the linoleum floor.

"I-I'm on my way." I manage to whisper as I make my way to the hall closet to get my coat and boots.

It takes me a half hour to get to the hospital, but as soon as I'm parked I race out of the car, walking quickly but carefully so I don't slip on the ice.

At the hospital entrance Riker is waiting for me.

I give him a quick hug as he wordlessly leads me down hallway after hallway until we reach a waiting room.

Rocky, Ratliff, Rydel, Ryland, Stormie, and Mark are all seated on one of the couches, all with tears in their eyes.

"What's happened?" I ask as I take a seat in one of the couches…I hated hospitals.

"Ross's car slid across the road and hit the midway and flipped over.

A police officer found him and had him flown here, he's in a coma right now, the doctor doesn't think it will last long, but he thinks Ross might have amnesia afterwards, no telling for how long or how much of his memory will come back." Riker explains

I cover my hand with my mouth as tears begin sliding down my cheeks.

I hide my forehead in my left hand shaking.

"This isn't happening, this can't be happening." I say as tears begin to fill my eyes.

"I'm so sorry; I know you were looking forward to your guys' anniversary." Stormie replies as she wraps me in a hug.

"I don't even care about that anymore…I just want him to be ok." I reply

They all nod their heads understandingly.

"He's in room 290 if you want to go see him." Mark speaks up, his voice hoarse from lack of use and from crying.

I stand up and nod my head almost unnoticeably.

I walk down another hallway until I reach his room, covering my mouth again as I walk in and see him, cords and I.V's going every which way, the constant beep of a heart monitor reminding me this is reality.

I walk over and sit in the chair next to the bed, taking his hand in mine. Rubbing my thumb over the ring on his forefinger, the one I'd bought for him for our first anniversary, remembering the day I had it made.

He'd given me one too, inscribed inside of it was "Here comes forever." One of R5's songs that Ross had admitted one night was about me.

I swallowed hard closing my eyes tightly, hoping that when I opened them everything would be back to normal, or this would all just be a terrible nightmare.

When I open them and see nothing has changed I lay my head on the edge of the bed, as I start sobbing quietly.