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Love doesn't ask why
It speaks from the heart
And never explains
Don't you know that
Love doesn't think twice
It can come all at once
Or whisper from a distance

Chapter 1

Haley walked down the hospital hall, smiling and nodding at everyone she passed. Stopping at the nurse's station, she wrote her name on the clipboard, and looked to the nurse behind the counter who looked up at her

"Hi Haley" she greeted with a smile

"Hi Susan, how are you today?" Haley asked smiling back at the elderly nurse.

"No complaints" she replied

"And how's our patient?" Haley asked mentioning to the door behind her

"No change sweetie" she replied

"Anyone asked for him yet?" Haley asked hopeful, but the nurse just shook her head at Haley, pity in her eyes. Haley turned and walked into the hospital room. The blinds were already opened and the sunlight flooded in through the window. Haley placed her bag on the chair before removing the old flowers from the vase. She rinsed it and refilled it with the fresh flowers she brought. Moving over to the bed she lightly brushed over the sleeping figures hair with her one hand.

"Hi, how are you doing today?" she asked softly then went about straightening the bedding around him

"Well, I'm okay, was up until two grading papers. Brooke had a friend over and they went at it the whole night. I wish she would start going over to their apartments. Lucas's doing better, his cast's coming of on Friday. Oh I have to tell you this . . . Carly in X-rays and David the intern was caught doing it in the linen closet." Haley continued her last sentence a whisper.

"I know, that can't be comfortable" Haley laughed and reached for her bag

"Enough about me though, let's see what else is happening shall we?" Haley moved the chair closer to the bedside before taking a seat and opening the paper.

"Okay well nothing that interesting is happening. The mayor's still an ass, the Ravens is playing the Bobcats next week, there's a new store opening in Main Street, Jo's Pizza's got a two for one special and the weather forecast for the weekend sucks, great. Jo must've seen the forecast and thought he'd cash in on it." Haley continued as she paged through the paper, laughing at her last statement. She placed the paper on the bedside cabinet and took his one hand in hers. She looked at the sleeping figure that occupied the bed. His sandy blonde hair, the freckles that cascaded over his nose and the stubble around his jaw. He looked so peaceful laying there. Haley traced small circles on the back of his hand totally lost in thought

Why hasn't anyone come for him yet? Someone somewhere must surely be looking for him. He had no ID on him when he was brought in, only a small piece of paper in his back pocket with a name and number. The hospital and she herself called the number countless times and left messages but no one ever called back. The detective that came by wasn't much help either. He was more interested in the car than the injured man. She's even gone so far as looking through missing person's reports but with no luck.

A drunken truck driver ran a red light and hit his car on the drivers' side. He was badly injured when he was brought in and it was touch and go for a while, he even had assisted breathing for a while. But he's healed up nicely and is breathing on his own. All he has to do is wake up. In the beginning the doctor said it would be a couple of days but days became weeks, it's been six weeks now and everyone's still waiting for the handsome stranger to open his eyes.

Haley and Brooke were waiting in the hallway for Lucas who broke his arm when he, Nathan and some of the guys wrestled on their apartment's floor. Who knew twenty two year olds could still behave like ten year olds when it came to playing wrestling. That's when she saw him for the first time; he got wheeled past her and Brooke on his way to the emergency room. Blood was seeping from a cut on his forehead, his torn shirt revealing further injuries to his body. He looked so broken and lost; Haley's heart broke for the battered stranger.

Haley must have fallen asleep as she was now gently being shaken awake.

"Haley, sweetie" the voice broke through to her. Sitting up Haley saw she was still holding the sleeping man's hand in hers. She turned to face the voice, seeing a smiling Susan looking down at her.

"Sorry, I must have dosed off" Haley apologized

"Its okay sweetie, I just want to check everything before my shift ends. You're welcome to stay" Susan replied moving past Haley. Haley looked back at the man in the bed.

"No its okay, there's something I have to do. See you later?" she asked looking back at Susan

"My shift ends in an hour but I'll probably see you again tomorrow" Susan informed her. Haley nodded and gently placed the hand she was still holding next to him on the bed. Gathering her stuff and leaving the room.

Walking through the wide open metal doors Haley looked around the body shop. Not seeing who she was looking for she walked in further

"Keith!" she yelled and heard the echo in the large space

"It's Haley, you here?" she asked again. A door suddenly opened to her left making her jump

"Hi Hales, didn't mean to scare you. What brings you by?" Keith Scott asked smiling at Haley

"I was hoping you could help me with something. You remember that accident just outside town a few weeks ago?" she started

"Mhm I remember, guy is still in the hospital, isn't he?"

"Yeah, uhm, you towed his car in right, do you still have it?" Haley asked hopeful. Keith frowned at her, giving her a critical look. After a short silence he answered

"Yeah, Tom was supposed to come get it but he's swamped. It's out back, a total wreck, what do you want with it?" Keith continued

"I just wanna see what it looks like, if there's anything in it" she answered. She could see the reservation on Keith's face. He knew she was hiding something.

"I'll show you where it is, but that detective that came by cleaned it out, took everything. One thing I can say though, that boy took good care of his car. If it wasn't such a total wreck, he could've rebuilt it. There that black Impala" Keith said as they walked round the shop and pointed to the car.

"Thanks" Haley said with a faint smile before walking towards the wreckage. Stopping at the side of the car Haley felt her heart race and a dreaded feeling wash over her as she looked through the broken window. Blood covered the seats and dashboard. Haley swallowed hard and slowly reached out to the door handle. When she felt the cold metal under her hand she let out breath, realizing that she had been holding her breath. The passenger side door opened without difficulty. Haley couldn't get herself to sit on the seat though, so she just leaned in and looked for any clues. The car was empty, not even a forgotten candy wrapper. The glove compartment was just as empty. Haley felt disappointed; she really wanted to find something that could help identify the man. She squatted in the open door, taking a glance under the seat. A frown took form between her eyes as her eye caught something stuffed in the corner. Haley opened the back door and leaned in stretching her arms and fingers to reach the object. It was stuck under the drivers' seat. Some of the wrecked metal was pinning it down but Haley was very determent to get it. Haley crawled deeper into the car not worrying about the blood or getting dirty anymore. She wiggled the boxlike object, left right left right and pulling it towards her. She could feel it loosen which just encouraged her to keep going. It finally tore free from the metal that was holding it. Haley let out a yelp of excitement as she got onto the seat and placed the box onto her lap.

A warn box filled with cassette tapes stared back at her. Taking the cassettes into her hand one by one she flipped them over and placed them back, a faint smile played on her lips. At least know she knows what kind of music he likes. A piece of paper at the bottom of the box caught her attention. She moved the tapes aside and gently took the warn piece of paper into her hand. Haley swallowed hard as she tried to keep the tears from spilling while looking down. Flipping the warn and faded paper over, she read out loud, Sam . . . Dad . . . Dean.