I woke up on Damian's lap. It was mid-day. I smiled up at him. "Morning," I said, sitting up.

"Morning," he said, "How are you?"

"I'm well," I said, rubbing my eyes, "I'm going to the hospital."

"Do you want me to drive you?"

"No," I said, "I need to go by myself." He nodded and kissed me. "I love you," I said, realizing the weight of my words. This was the guy I wanted to be with for the rest of my life. I smiled at him and he smiled back.

I left the McGinty household and went to my garage next door. I loved the idea of us living next to each other. I hopped in my car and drove to the hospital.

"Hi," I said, putting my arms on the front desk, "I'm Dr. Von Bleicken's daughter."

She smiled and nodded. "Right," she said, "Do you know where his room is?" I nodded then went to my dad's room. I walked into the dark room; they said the light was harsh on my dad's eyes.

Kinsey waved a little at me then stood up from the bedside chair. "I'll leave you alone," she said, leaving the room. I sat down in her place.

"Hey dad," I said. My eyes were tearing up looking at him. "Some people say you can hear me while you're in a coma but I don't know. Dad, you and I never connected like you and Kinsey. It's partly my fault. I've never tried to talk to you. I know I'm a closed door but aren't you supposed to try to open it?" I started getting angry. "Damian told me to try to talk to you once but when I got home you were with your girlfriend when we were supposed to watch a movie. I had to go to Damian's house because I was so angry with you. Damian talked some sense into me. He told me you were probably just trying to introduce me to someone special to you because I was special to you. After that I tried to be more open to conversations with you but whenever you tried to talk I'd just get angry and leave. Now I know what I'm doing to you- to us. We could've had a relationship but both of us were too high and mighty to really try.

"Now you're in a coma and I'm scared. I never knew what I had until this and for that I'm thankful. But now I'm scared we won't get to have a relationship. I'm scared we'll never get to be friends. I'm scared we'll never get to talk again. I want to know what you did before you were married. You were in the army, right? I want to know about that. And I really want to know about my mom. I really want to know about her." I started crying.

"Dad," I said, tears spilling down my face, "Please… I love you. I know I haven't said that in years but, I love you. I don't want you to go. I need you to stay. Please…" I grabbed his hand and sat there for an hour or two.

A nurse walked in. "Miss," she said quietly, "Due to your father's stable state we're planning on moving him. We need you and your sister to discuss where." I nodded. The nurse came back with Kinsey and a doctor then she left.

"Okay girls," he said, smiling at us sadly, "I know this is a really hard time for you but we need to talk about moving your dad. This room is reserved for emergency patients and now that your dad is stable we must vacate it. I was close friends with your dad, you know. He once told me that if he were to fall seriously ill that he'd like to be at home, I know now why he told me that. You're dad never told you he was sick, did he?" We shook our heads. I was surprised, I thought Kinsey would've known. "So, do you think we should move him to your home? Other than that we have the options to move him to a private practice or another room in this hospital. As his only other family members, it's your decision. I'll let you think about it." He began to leave but I stopped him.

"Wait!" I said, putting my hand up to stop him. I looked at Kinsey, seeking her approval. "How long is he going to be like this?" I asked him.

"Well," the doctor said, "It's impossible to say. It could be a day or two or it could be years. There's no way to know." I sighed.

"If my dad's not working how can we afford any of it?" Kinsey asked.

"Your rich," the doctor said, "You didn't know that?" We shook our heads. I knew we weren't poor by any stretch but the way he said it made it seem like he thought we were millionaires. "Your father has millions in the bank! He's got investments lined up plus when his father died he gained hundreds of thousands in inheritance!" Kinsey and mine eyes grew wide.

"I-in that case," Kinsey said, rubbing her temple as she tried to process it all, "I think we should put him in our home." I didn't like the way she said it, like he was a dog that we were deciding to take home. The doctor nodded and handed Kinsey some paper work to fill out.

"We'll set up his room in your house tomorrow. If you could clear a two foot radiance around his bed that'd be great." With that he left.

Kinsey turned to me. "Hey, Riss," she said, putting her hand on my shoulder, "I'll fill this out if you would go clean the house." I nodded. I walked over to dad and kissed his cheek before leaving.

I walked out to the parking lot and started the car. I put my hands on the steering wheel but I couldn't bring myself to put it into gear. I laid my head on the wheel and started crying. My tears turned into sobs.

Finally I pulled myself together and drove home. I pulled into my driveway and looked at Damian's house. I saw Samuel's motorcycle and Lindsay's car. I texted Damian to come over.

I heard five voices downstairs. I recognized them as Lindsay's, Samuel's, Damian's, Mick's, and Cameron's. "Hey, Mars!" I heard Sam call, "Where are you?"

"Coming!" I said, walking downstairs with a lamp in my hands, "Can you guys help me move some of this stuff out of my dad's room. We're moving him in here tomorrow!" I sat down the lamp. They nodded at me and I led them upstairs.

My dad's room looked strangely different when I took out all the plants and lamps. Cameron and Lindsay took out the bedside table and Damian and Samuel moved the

futon from the guest room to my dad's wall so that Kinsey and I could sit in the room with him. I sat one my dad's bed and looked at the room, not knowing how I felt.

We all sat together on the bed. I laid my head on Damian's chest. Lindsay took my hand and put her head on my shoulder. I knew then they'd all be there for me in the weeks to come.