Disclaimer: I don't own any of the greasers, just Daina.

PS- Sorry it takes so long for me to update, I'll try and get more out quicker. I had to transfer all my stories from my laptop to my computer because my parents are moving to the other side of the country and they're taking the laptop, so yeah, during July I might not get many stories out, I apoligise ahead of time.

Daina, Ashley, Ponyboy, and Two-Bit walked back to the Curtis' house. There was still an hour before Darry and Sodapop got home, so Daina and Ponyboy decided to cook supper for them. They made a big pot of spaghetti, and cut slices of fresh bread. Just as Ponyboy was dishing the spaghetti onto plates, the front door opened, then slammed shut.

"Sody!" Ashley said excitedly. Daina peaked her head around the corner, into the living room, and saw Sodapop pick up Ashley and spin her around.

"Hey kiddo, what you doing here?" he asked.

"Dainy took me over here because Mommy had to work and she got mad at Keith because he wasn't home."

"Rightt," Soda said. "Where's Daina at?"

"In the kitchen, she and Pony cookded supper."

"Did they now?" Soda sat Ashley down on the couch and walked into the kitchen.

"Ooh, spaghetti. Smells good. What did you go and cook supper for, Daina?" Soda asked.

"It wasn't just me, Ponyboy helped too. But we decided since you guys have to work all day, you deserve someone to cook for you at least once."

"Aw thanks Dain. You dig okay." Soda gave Daina a big hug, and rubbed Ponyboy's head as a way of saying thanks.

Daina walked into the living room, and seen Darry sitting beside Ashley on the couch, his eyes closed, head leaned back.

Daina walked up to him and put her head right in front of his. He slowly opened his eyes and jumped.

"Christ, Daina, give me a heart attack why don't cha." Darry said.

"Haha, sorry Darry. Supper's on the table, go eat."

Daina went back into the kitchen, where everyone was sitting down to eat.

"Hey y'all, I'm gonna head home now, I'll see you later." Daina said. A chorus of goodbye's rang through the room.

Daina's father still wasn't home from work, so Daina skipped supper and went straight to bed. She would have to get up early the next morning to go see Dally at the hospital.

Around 11 pm, Daina woke up and went into the kitchen to get a drink. She turned the light on and noticed her father sitting at the table, a bottle of beer in his hand.

"Hey, Daina. I'm hungry." said her father.

"Well get something to eat. I'm going back to sleep."

"NO," her father slurred. "You have to make me some food."

"Dad, I'm tired, you're perfectly capable of making a sandwich or something."

Daina's father stood up and stumbled towards her. He roughly grabbed her arm.

"Look, you ungrateful little bitch, when I say I want you to make me food, you make me food!"

Daina tried to pull away, but her father roughly pushed her against the wall. She ran past him and out the door.

Across her front lawn and into Two-Bit's front lawn she went. She pulled open his door and went into the living room, where Two-Bit was sitting on the couch watching tv.

"Hey Daina, why you over here so late?" he asked.

"I need to borrow your car." Daina said tearfully.

"Yeah, sure, you can take it. Whats wrong?"

"My dad, he pushed me." Daina showed Two-Bit the bruise that was slowly forming on her arm. "I'm going to go spend the night at the hospital with Dally, there's no way I'm going back home. Where's your keys?"

Two-Bit dug the car keys out of his pocket and threw them to her. "Here you go. Just don't wreck it. I'll see you tomorrow?" he asked.

"Yeah." Daina left.

She walked to Two-Bit's car and got in. The engine started, but very noisily.

It didn't seem like a very long drive to the hospital. Daina felt as if she was driving for only a few minutes. Although it was nearing midnight, it was fairly easy for Daina to sneak into the hospital and up to Dally's floor. She counted the doors to his room on the left side of the hallway. When she got to five, she opened the door quietly and entered.

"If you're another goddamn nurse you can turn the hell back around and leave the way you came in." growled a voice.

"Now now, is that any way to treat the nurses?" Daina asked teasingly.

"Daina?" Dally asked.

"Yepp, it's me."

"I thought you weren't gonna come until tomorrow."

"Well if you don't want me here I can leave, but I decided to come spend the night with you, I had a little, er..family trauma." she said awkwardly.

"Interestin'."

Daina sat in the chair beside Dally's bed, and looked him over. His physical condition had greatly improved since she had last seen him. After the shooting, he had had bruises everywheres, cuts and stitches from the surgery where the bullets entered his body, and he looked so emotionally drained that it made him look as if he were dead. But over the last month or so, the wounds had healed, but he would always have scars. Dallas had slowly come to face the fact that Johnny was dead and there was no bringing him back.

"You gonna sleep on that hard chair all night?" Dally asked slyly.

"Well.." Daina eyed the bed.

"Oh for Christs sake, climb in." Dally held up the blankets on the bed and let Daina crawl underneath. Dallas put his arm around her, and they quickly fell asleep.