Wow guys! You're all awesome. Thanks so much for the reviews!!I didn't expect such a nice response to this. I almost didn't even bother posting it! And just so you all know I had intentions on killing Sandy but than got a better idea instead. Poor Jimmy, I'm so mean to him. Lol. Yeah yeah ol well. Anyway. I hope you guys like this one, pllllllllllease tell me if you do cause you will seriously make my day. Honestly. Pwease? The more you tell me you like it the more I write, the faster the updates go! And yes that means you people who like to review on chapter 1 and then fall off the face of the planet! I know how you work. :oP

You guys are really creative though, and some of you really dislike Marissa. Lol wow.

Famous99- That song used in the last chapter was Gary Allan, Wake Up Screaming, and in this one its

Travis Tritt, Tell me you didn't say goodbye, or Wake up dreaming, it's got two names, which is really weird.

Princess Oats – See, just for you, both of them!

I'm a country kick, lol.

Kay' I've said enough, Vamanos' and Review :o)

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"You keep looking for a reason why. There is no why."

-Kay Chandler, Random Hearts.

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"You know those drugstore kits that tell you when you're pregnant? They should have one that tells you when you're sane."

-Kay Chandler, Random Hearts.

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Sandy couldn't exactly fall back asleep after hearing the news that his wife broke to him. Neither could she. So they both got out of bed and she went downstairs to make coffee and get ready to walk over to Julie's. After throwing on some clothes, Sandy poked his head into his son's room only to find it empty.

Still.

At three fifty in the morning.

He froze, remembering Seth and Ryan had gone out to a movie and then they had said something about picking up Summer and Marissa too.

He quickly rushed out and his wife met him wide eyed in the hallway. "The Rover isn't back yet, and Ryan isn't in the pool house," her voice was distant.

He looked at her and swallowed, she could see his Adam's apple move in the darkness and she knew neither of her sons were home yet.

He was trying to keep calm. "Call them, maybe they are at Summer's watching a movie or something."

So she went into her bedroom and dialed Seth's cell. "No answer, Sandy," she called.

"Fuck," he mumbled to himself. Jimmy was dead, and he couldn't find his boys. What the hell else could go wrong tonight?

"Baby, let's go over to Julie's maybe they heard and they're over there," he called back to her, shifting from foot to foot, his nerves bundled.

She too was quick to change and in moments they walked over, and a tear stained Julie opened the door, immensely relieved to see them. They glanced around, knowing their boys weren't here either. Sandy paused and dialed his son's number again, growing increasingly anxious when he didn't answer a second time, he let an excuse run through his head to comfort him.

Kirsten gave her a hug and Julie clung on to her. "Are you okay?" She asked as she pulled back and Julie managed to nod her head. Kirsten looked over her shoulder, surprised to see Marissa sitting on the couch. She thought she would have went out with the boys and Summer.

She walked over to her while Sandy hugged Julie.

Marissa was staring blankly at the muted TV screen that was showing the news. "Hey sweetie," Kirsten whispered as she tucked a piece of hair behind the young girls stony features.

Marissa managed a small smile as her chin trembled and Kirsten pulled her into a hug. "It'll be okay honey. We're here for you," she whispered as she rocked her back and forth, the girl sobbing in her arms. Earlier she managed to fall into a dazed sleep, but she was awake as soon as she heard the doorbell.

Marissa could only nod her head as the pain of the loss riveted through her. She felt numb and cold, as if there was nothing left. Kirsten could tell by the look on her blank face she would be drinking later.

Sandy walked over to them, his arm around Julie's shoulders as the older woman tried to compose herself.

His eyes swept the TV screen and he stopped dead in his tracks, knocking Julie slightly off balance.

"Kirsten," his voice was ice.

She looked up at him bewildered and her eyes followed his.

"Oh God, Sandy."

Their black Range Rover was almost completely demolished along with three other cars that were twisted around it, as the camera panned away, they could see it was a large wreck. The news flash running across the bottom of the screen as 'Breaking News: 14 Car pile up.'

Marissa looked at Kirsten and Sandy wide-eyed. She knew it was their car too. And she knew that she should have been there as well instead of sitting here on the couch, holding on to her friends mother's hand.

Sandy looked frantically for the remote as Kirsten's cell rang.

He froze, fear dashing across his blue eyes, but fear was written on her face and he knew he had to be calm for her.

He managed to walk to her and stood behind her, his hands on her shoulders as he hovered, listening.

"Kirsten?" Summer's shaky voice rang out.

"Summer. Are you okay sweetie? Where are you? Just tell us where you are and we will be there," her voice was worried and rushed, and she leaned back against him for support just in case.

"The hospital, I'm at the hospital."

"Julie, We have to go, I'm sorry," Kirsten gasped quickly as she looked at Sandy who held up the keys.

Julie could only nod looking at her daughter. This wasn't just about Jimmy anymore.

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Seth had been driving, while Summer sat up front "Navigating Cohen," as she put it, and Ryan was in the back, laughing at the pair. Seth was doing the speed limit and was on his way to drop her off from the bum party they had tried to go to. Tonight, he noticed, had been a bad night to go out because the fog made it hard to see.

But before the fog had rushed in, the three of them had agreed after their movie they would stop at the party Summer had been wanted to go to.

"Okay, this is lame, let's go." Summer replied looking around as there was no one she knew and it definitely wasn't the type of party she wanted to be at. "Ew, they're a bunch of loser's."

Seth chuckled and Ryan broke into a smile.

"Aw, Summer, you love loser's. You love this loser," he joked and she wrapped an arm around his waist. "Shut up, Cohen."

"And Coop said this was supposed to be happenin,'" she said disgustedly with a sigh.

Both Seth and Ryan shrugged and she led them out and into the car, climbing in the backseat to mope. Apparently they had stopped at the wrong party.

Holly Fischer, however, didn't, and she had enough to drink at the frat party that the group was supposed to go to. The happenin' party.

She had been drunk before and managed to drive, so she figured she could do it again, and she climbed in the new Nissan her father had bought her. But Holly had drank way to much that night and as she slowly dozed on and off in the SUV she was driving down the highway, she wasn't aware she had passed into the other lane until it was too late.

Seth didn't see Holly Fischer's large Nissan Armada that was heading the wrong way until it was way too late for him to react. The fog that was out that night made everything hard to see. Neither had Jimmy Cooper, who was driving in front of them on his way home from a successful meeting with Kirsten's father, who when the truck side swiped him he was cursing Sandy for leaving him alone.

"Shit, hold on," Seth managed to yell as Ryan turned in his seat from teasing Summer, horror flashed across his eyes and he reached up for the arm support, bracing himself as he saw his life glimpse before his eyes. Summer opened her mouth to scream, her body tensing, but no sound came out of her mouth. The airbags deployed with a powerful whoosh after an eerie scraping and groaning of hulking metal being pushed about like it was a toothpick and not a thousand pound vehicle, while the glass exploded around them like fireworks. Screams of horror could actually be heard from the car behind them.

When the larger SUV hit the Rover head on, it spun it 360 degrees and had pushed it into a family driving a Honda civic.

The innocent family of four barely had even less time to react as it had two SUV's heading in its direction, as they were driving forward, and so the car pile up began on the highway, and both Seth and Ryan had been knocked unconscious as soon as it happened. Luckily all of them had been wearing their seatbelts.

Summer, however had chosen to sit in the back this time on the way home so that Ryan wouldn't feel bad, had been shielded as the Rover's interior had protected her the most.

But she watched as a kid in a yellow pickup truck next to her flew through his windshield. The deafening sound of glass breaking and the roaring screeching of metal and brakes would probably never leave her mind. When it was silent again, and the airbags had deflated she could hear the hissing sound of steam, and the groans of people, the car horns blaring, and if she could have heard over that she would have heard sirens, but there was a loud buzzing in her ears.

But than Summer's world faded to black.

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Kirsten held a grip upon her husband's hand as if she thought she might lose him too. It was all so real, knowing that her sons had been in the accident that he was supposed to be in. It was all too real that she could be all alone facing this tragedy. What would she have done then? She couldn't even imagine it, she didn't even want to. She honestly didn't know what she would do if Sandy had been in it as well. At least she didn't have to share this burden of news alone. At least he could be there with her and she could take comfort in knowing that.

Before they had climbed into the car he pulled her shaking body against his and pressed a kiss into her hair. "It's going to be okay. Okay? They're okay, and if it's worse than that I need you to know I'm here with you. We'll get through this together. I love you."

She knew he was scared and yet kept calm for her. It was the way he kept running his hands through his hair, and the way he kept his eyes on the road, his left hand holding a white knuckled grip that stood out against the BMW's black leather on the steering wheel.

On occasion he would glance at her and meet her worried gaze with a smile and squeeze her hand. She looked down at her hand and smiled inwardly at how much larger his hand was to hers. How perfectly they fit together and how Sandy's hands were never wrong, they knew how to handle her, how to comfort her. She was amazed that she was actually thinking of this in the situation they were in.

Somewhere the back of her mind spoke up she should be thankful she was holding his hand, because in truth, she could have been holding nothing at all. Her world could have been ripped up from underneath her, leaving her as a widow with no children, if it had wanted to be that cruel. If that had happened she may as well have been in the accident with them, for she would have no reason to live.

She shifted in her seat, moving his hand from her left one to her right, as she wrapped her left hand up around his arm and she buried her face into his shoulder, facing the seat, no longer looking at the road ahead but at the road behind her. She could have lost everything and that thought shook her to the core. He managed to press a fleeting kiss into her hair, his eyes staring at the road.

Sandy said that the boys would be okay, and she knew that deep down he wasn't sure himself, but he wanted to comfort her. So she took comfort in the fact that he said that. Because if Sandy wanted things to be okay, than they would be. He had yet to prove her wrong.

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Summer sat nervously in the waiting room. She had come around when the police were using the Jaws of Life against the Range Rover. She heard one of them yell, "This one's gone," and she jerked her head up in a blind panic as she thought they were speaking of Ryan or Seth. But it had been the kid from the yellow pickup truck and she was thankful they covered him with a white sheet, which absorbed the blood that oozed from his shambled body. She knew that was so horrible to say and think. He too had parents that would be devastated somewhere. She shuddered to think how Kirsten and Sandy were reacting right now in this situation, they were probably going out of their minds. Her father was away on business and the step-monster was in tow. She didn't even know how to reach them.

Suddenly someone was beside her and they reached for her hand and she managed to reach up and take hold of it. Her rescuer had blue eyes and spoke softly, telling her she was okay, and there had been an accident. Somehow they managed to get all of them out and she rode along numbly with Seth. She didn't even have a comprehension of how long it took to get them out.

In the ride over she had a quick examination that deemed her okay for the time being, and when they got to the hospital Seth and Ryan had been whisked away from her sight, leaving her in the midst of confusing from the ever escalating amount of people. So she did the only thing she knew, she called Kirsten, because somehow Kirsten could make everything okay. And that's all she wanted right now.

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Summer saw them rush in, hand in hand and she opened her mouth to call their names, but her voice was gone. She had managed to snag a loveseat like couch in the corner and she could see Kirsten's eyes catch hers and rush to her. Any fear Kirsten had earlier about not being able to handle herself was tossed out the door when she saw Summer sitting there terrified.

Kirsten's arms wrapped around Summer and she instantly pressed a tender kiss into her hair. The immense relief that flooded through Summer was unbelievable, as she knew she no longer had to do this alone. She could feel Sandy's hand running up her back as he sat next to her, hovering closely as well, they were both so concerned for her, she didn't even know if they had asked about Seth or Ryan.

Kirsten pulled back and ran a hand through her hair, frowning as she easily picked out a particle of glass and tossed it to the floor. "Sweetie… are you okay? Has someone looked you over?" Her voice was full of concern and that made tear's well up in Summer's eyes. She managed to nod her head as her chin trembled and she could feel Kirsten's arms pull her gently against her body again.

"It's okay sweetie. We're here…. We're here."

Summer nodded against her again, the flashes and grinding of metal still crisp in her mind. "It just happened so fast. We were on our way home, and Seth yelled hold on, and then suddenly there were two cars that hit us and we spun around in time to watch another car hit and this kid…. He flew out of his windshield, and…." She rambled and Sandy winced at her description.

Kirsten took the young, frightened girls face in her hand and made her look at her. She shook her head, "It's okay. It's over, you're safe and we're not going anywhere. I promise. It's over…"

Kirsten watched as the girl visibly relaxed at her words and her bright eyes turned a little glassy as the shock and adrenaline stopped coursing through her. She could feel her start to shiver uncontrollably against her and that's when Sandy walked up to the desk to find out information on the boys and to get Summer a blanket.

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The more Marissa stared at the TV screen the more horrible she felt. Suddenly she knew she couldn't be here in this room anymore, that she had to go to the hospital to wait for any news.

"Mom, we have to go."

Julie looked up sharply at her daughter's tear-filled voice.

"Go where?" she was confused.

"We have to go to the hospital…."

"Marissa? But why?"

Marissa shook her head. "Because I should be there too," she pointed as the rerun of the Black Rover came across the screen again. Tears fell endlessly down her cheeks.

Julie gasped softly as if realization hit her again. She had forbidden Marissa from going out that night. She too, could have lost her daughter and her husband, and for a moment she thanked God.

"Let me grab my keys," she whispered as she watched Marissa pull on a sweatshirt. It had been an old sweatshirt of Jimmy's…. She realized again that night, that she didn't get to say goodbye. In fact she didn't even think she told Jimmy she loved him when he left today because she took for granted that he would be home tonight. Tears welled up in her eyes at the thought and she looked at Marissa who stood waiting by the door. Nothing would ever be the same after this.

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Tell me I was dreaming…

When I woke up this morning

And wiped the sleep from my eyes

I found a new day dawning

And suddenly I realize

You're gone

Tell me I was dreaming

That you didn't leave me here to cry

You didn't say

You don't love me anymore

It was just my imagination telling lies

Tell me that you didn't say goodbye

I'm in a state of confusion

I hope things aren't what they seem

If this is really happening

Just let me go back to dream

You're home

Tell me I was dreaming

That you didn't leave me here to cry

You didn't say

You don't love me anymore

It was just my imagination telling lies

Tell me that you didn't say goodbye

Tell me I was dreaming

That you didn't leave me here to cry

You didn't say

You don't love me anymore

It was just my imagination telling lies

Ohhh, Tell me that you didn't say goodbye

Darlin tell me

You didn't say

Goodbye…

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