Okay, I know you guys are probably super mad. But I'd just like to explain. I, (Whitni) have not had Internet for the past few weeks. It's seriously been killing me. I've been having MAJOR Fanfiction withdrawals. Because I have an Android phone, I could READ fanfics, but I couldn't write them. So I'd just like to say that I am SOOOOOO happy to be back (: Maddie has been super understanding and I hope you all will be too. (:

Disclaimer: We do not own Hannah Montana, Burger King, or Walgreens. We DO however own Mark, Melissa, and Dr. Kevie Sr. Please R&R (:


The Dr. looked down to see Noah tugging on his coat. "Is my sister gonna be okay?" she asked with tears in her eyes. I pulled her onto my lap and into a hug as we waited for the Dr. to give us the diagnosis.

"WELL? Is she gonna be okay? Is she gonna wake up?" Tish asked impatiently. "I think you need to sit down.." the Dr. Kevie Sr. replied in a steady but shaky voice..


Lilly's P.O.V.

"Miley is hypoglycemic.." the Dr. started pulling out pamphlets. "What does that mean?" Tish asked frantically.

"What it means is that, Miley's body produces too much insulin, giving her abnormally low blood sugar. It can cause her to pass out if her blood glucose, or more commonly known as concentrate, falls too low." the Dr. pointed to several areas of the pamphlet as he spoke.

"How can we prevent these… attacks?" Billy Ray asked, stroking Miley's hair.

"I would suggest drinking 2 glasses of concentrated orange juice, a day, to keep her blood glucose up." the Dr. paused and then continued, "but that's not the only thing wrong with her. She has also developed Strep Throat, AND a cold. Seems like she has some pretty bad luck.." the Dr. chuckled.

"But she'll be okay?" I asked, still worried.

"Yes, she'll be fine. She should wake up momentarily. When she does, you all are welcome to check out." he answered as he scribbled something down on a pad.

"This is a prescription for antibiotics for her strep throat." the Dr. handed Tish the piece of paper.

"and THIS is a prescription for glucose tablets. If Miley ever has an attack and there is no orange juice around, these should work just fine." the Dr. smiled, handing Tish the piece of paper and turning around to leave the room.

"Thank you Dr." Billy called, as Noah and I looked over the prescriptions and Tish went back to her phone call.

Miley's P.O.V.

I opened my eyes and everything was blurry. As my vision settled in, I looked around.

"Daddy? Lilly? Noah? Where am I?" I asked, looking around at all the white walls.

"HEY BABYGIRL!" Daddy exclaimed, grabbing me in a huge bear hug. I felt 2 more pairs of arms wrap around me.

"Wh-Where am I?" I asked again. "Uhmm, you're in the hospital Miles.." Lilly answered, pulling away from the hug.

"THE HOSPITAL? Why am I in the hospital?" I asked frantically. "You passed out at your show!" Noah exclaimed.

"Seriously? Why did I pass out?" I asked sitting up.

"Well, see, you have this disease called hypoglycemia. Which means you have abnormally low blood sugar, because your body produces too much insulin. So you have to drink 2 glasses of orange juice a day, to keep your blood glucose level up." daddy explained.

"and you also have strep throat, and a cold, that you should be over by tomorrow, seeing as you've had it for a week. The strep throat should be gone in 3 to 4 days." Lilly explained.

"Some luck I have.." I muttered. "Hey, at least you're alive, here with us. We were worried Miles.." Noah looked at me with her big blue eyes.

I smiled down at her. "Where's Mom?" I asked, noticing her presence was absent from the room. Daddy and Noah both looked down.

"Uhmm, she left after they diagnosed you, to get to some appointment.." Lilly muttered, looking at her shoes. "Ohhhh…." I slumped down slightly.

"Hey, lets get you out of this hospital bed!" Lilly answered brightly, hopping out of her chair. She came back with a bag with clothes in it.

"Melissa brought you some clothes by, so you don't have to go out in the Hannah clothes." she explained.

Gosh I love Melissa. She's got to be the best housekeeper ever. She's just like family.. "Okay," I replied, putting my feet on the floor.

Lilly helped me to the bathroom, cause I was kinda dizzy. I got dressed and walked out to see everyone smiling and ready to go.

Dad went to sign me out, and Lilly went to get the car, while I stood with Noah.

Noah's P.O.V.

I stood there, holding Miley's hand, debating whether or not to ask her what I wanted so badly to ask. I finally decided to just go with it.

"Hey Miles?" I looked up at my big sister. "Yeah No?" she smiled down at me.

"Do you think Mom's been acting weird lately?" I asked looking down at my shoes. "Actually, yes, I do." she seemed to struggle for the words to say next.

"I think she might b-be having an ….an affair!" she finally spit it out.

I gasped up at her. I don't know why I gasped, because in the back of my mind I'd been wondering the same thing.

Somehow it just felt more real when she said it.

"Think about it No.. She's always on the phone with someone, she's hardly ever at home. And she's been having so many appointments here lately.." Miley trailed off as our dad started to approach us.

"Hey girls, look, Lilly brought her car around," He said as he led us out the door.

We got in the car, and all got buckled, and Lilly headed to the pharmacy to get the prescriptions filled.

When we got there, the Dr. had already called them in, so all we had to do was pick it up, so we went through the Walgreens drive-through.

We then went through the Burger King drive through, all picking up dinner, and then stopped by a convenient store to get a few cartons of Orange Juice.

We got home to see a car in the driveway. We walked into the house and called mom's name a few times.

She came rushing down the stairs looking out of breath. "Hey guys" she smiled. "Whose car is that in the driveway?" Dad asked quizzically.

Just then, a man started down the steps. "I- " he paused, seeing the family standing around the stairs.

"I-I REALLY appreciate you letting me use the b-bathroom," he stuttered. "Uhmm, this is Mark, from work. He gave me a ride home from the meeting since the car is at the arena, and he uhmm, had to use the bathroom." she covered quickly.

I may be young, but I'm not stupid. Dad, however, seemed to buy it. Poor guy. He's obviously in denial.

Mark quickly headed towards the door and said goodbye, before shutting the door behind him.

An awkward silence filled the room.

I have a feeling a lot of those are to come…


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