I don't own Hannah Montana. This fanfiction does not represent the actors or actresses in the television show.

Miley was upstairs cleaning out her Hannah Closet when she heard a hysteric knocking at the front door. She came downstairs and saw Lilly anxiously kicking the door with her foot, while holding something in her arms.

"Lilly, what are you--?"As Miley opened the door, Lilly rushed in, and Miley was able to see what the thing in her arms was.

"Miley! Miley! What do we do? We gotta help her!" Lilly didn't pause between her sentences. She ran paced around panicked, looking at Miley pleadingly.

Miley stared at her, still trying to figure out what was going on. "A… A dog?"

Lilly nodded frantically, tears starting to appear in her eyes. "I found her on the back road on my way from the beach! I think she got hit by a car!"

"Lilly… Lilly, sit down, okay? Let's slow down and check how hurt she is," Lilly sniffled sat down on the couch. She stared down into the dog's eyes as Miley brought over an old towel. "Here, wrap her in this," Lilly nodded and gently wrapped the towel around the trembling dog.

The dog was medium sized with short hair and big brown puppy dog eyes. Miley saw how Lilly fidgeted with worry. "What kinda dog do you think it is?" She asked, trying to distract Lilly.

Lilly continued to look down at the dog thoughtfully. "I-I dunno… She kinda looks like a Scooby Doo,"

"Mm, you're right, she does. But she's smaller and she's got some spots. Maybe she's a mix,"

"Y-yeah," Lilly nodded. A silence formed between them as Lilly started to stroke the dog's head softly, who in return, let out a low satisfied moan. Lilly laughed softly as a tear escaped her eye. "Aw, do you like that?" Another tear escaped her eye, and then another, and soon she had to stop petting the dog to wipe her tears away.

Miley smiled sadly and sat down next to Lilly, putting her arms around her. "Lil, it's okay. We'll so whatever we can for her,"

"W-what if it's not enough?" Lilly sniffed.

Miley pulled away ever so slightly and rested her head against Lilly's. "Well then it's out of our hands, but we can still try,"

Lilly nodded again. "Thanks Miley…"

Miley gave Lilly's arm a squeeze. "Let's make a bed for her up in my room and get her some food and water,"

"G-good idea," Lilly stood up, and picked the dog up in her arms. She immediately walked towards the stairs.

Miley smiled after her. She thought it was adorable how worked up Lilly got when animals were involved. They were her weak spot.

Miley filled a bowl with water and started heating some water to make some rice. When the rice was finished, she carefully walked upstairs with rice in one hand and water in the other. When she entered the room, she found that Lilly had turned the lights off and curled up next to the dog on the bed. Miley sighed and shook her head with a smile. She set the food and water down at the foot of the bed.

Lilly was breathing softly and her cheeks were wet with tears. Miley leaned over to wipe Lilly's tears away. "Honestly, I can't even leave you alone for 10 minutes,"

She lingered over Lilly, looking down at her best friend's face. Her golden hair fell over her face, and Miley brushed it away and tucked it behind her ears. Still, Miley hovered over her. After studying Lilly's face for a several more moments, Miley slowly leaned down and kissed Lilly's lips. They were warm and soft and she could taste Lilly's breath flow through her. Lilly moaned in her sleep, much like the dog had when Lilly had been stroking its head.

At the sounds of Lilly's moan, the dog shot up and started howling loudly in alarm. Lilly's eye's shot open, and Miley pulled away quickly turning bright red. Lilly stared up at Miley, still disoriented from the very sudden awakening.

"M…Miley?" She blinked, confused about what she had just felt.

Miley took a step backwards. "Lilly… I…"

The dog started wagging her tail and licking Lilly's hand.