The sun rose early in the morning, having nothing but ocean on the horizon. Exhausted, Dash pulled herself out of bed. She glanced to see Zack, still sound asleep in the other bed. She sighed, wishing she could have slept as soundly as him. All night, she was tossing and turning, constantly waking up after nightmares about Cole.

Cole. Was he OK? Was he more injured than anyone thought? Would he be angry or upset with her for making he go down the slide? She couldn't shake the thought of him from her mind. No matter what she thought of, it would lead her thoughts to him.

She was snapped from her thoughts as Zack shifted in his bed. She glanced over at him, still standing between the two beds in their large suite. She watched Zack eyes flutter open, staring at her. He slowly sat up, rubbing the tiredness from his eyes, yawning.

"What time is it?" Zack asked, mid yawn.

Dash glanced to the clock beside the beds. The bright, red, neon lights showing a digital clock.

"About 8:30," Dash told him. "You can sleep more if you want."

"Can we go get breakfast?" Zack asked.

Dash shrugged, "Sure."

Zack smiled, jumping out of bed in a hurry. He nearly rushed out the door and would have. The only thing stopping him was Dash.

"Clothes and shoes first," Dash told him.

Zack sighed loudly, turning and walking back into the room. Dash heard the door close, signaling he was in his room, changing. She gave a sigh of relief that he went to change quickly.

"Can I put on my swim suit?" Zack called out.

Dash mentally facepalmed. Of course he would ask that. She moved to the door so she wouldn't have to yell.

"Put on normal clothing," Dash told Zack through the door. "We aren't swimming today."

"What?" Zack cried through the door. "Why not?"

"Because you and I are doing something I want to do today," Dash told him. "We all agreed that we take turns choosing what to do each day, and I need a break from swimming."

"Fine," Zack moaned.

Dash was almost sure she was going to regret that. Mostly because she had no idea what she wanted to do. She wanted to go with Cole to check out the parts of the resort that had more nature things, like waterfalls and hiking trails, or even the zoo they had. But now, she had no clue what to do. She just wanted to curl up in a ball and be left to her own thoughts.

Zack walked out, jumping Dash from her chain of thought. She smiled to him and they walked out of the door. Both of them were silent as they walked down the stairs from the second floor to reach the dinning hall on the first floor. The dinning hall was filled to the brim with people, each room having a designated table to sit at. A buffet of breakfast foods lined the far wall, and drinks lined the wall to the left of it. Dash and Zack made their way to the buffet, picking up a plate and getting their food. They went to the table and sat at their places.

"What do you want to drink?" Dash asked Zack.

Zack sat in his chair, pondering over what he wanted to drink.

"How about orange juice?" Zack replied.

"Alright," Dash said.

She slipped over to the drink stand. She grabbed a plastic cup. The juice dispenser had the flavours listed on top, with small buttons to dispense the juices. She lined up the cup and poured Zack's orange juice. She placed it on the counter and grabbed another cup.

Tap.

Dash glanced over her right shoulder, feeling someone tap it. She saw Zack still sitting at the table, eating away. She decided to shrug it off, thinking it was her imagination. She went to pour some fruit punch into her cup.

Tap tap.

She glanced over her shoulder again. No one was there. She was beginning to feel paranoid. Zack remained at the table, still eating. She glanced over her left shoulder, looking to see if anyone was there. No one. She was sure she was just paranoid now. She poured her juice, setting it down next to Zack's. She went to grab a couple lids to put on them so they wouldn't spill.

Tap tap.

Dash spun around, startled and furious. A glare was plastered on her face. It quickly softened as she was pulled into a tight embrace. She closed her eyes, wrapping her arms around him. His head lay gentle on hers, just standing there in each other's arms. It was joyful. It was playful. It was romantic.

"I told you I was fine," he whispered in her ear.

Dash began to cry, tears rolling down her cheeks. She held him tightly, never wanting to let him go again. She looked up into his chocolate brown eyes, seeing the joy in them.

"Come, let's go eat," he said softly.

Dash nodded, wiping away the tears. He popped the lids on the cups and grabbed a couple straws. Dash and him walked to the table, where Zack sat. He looked up, giving Dash a smirk.

"Cole found you?" he asked.

"You knew, didn't you," Dash asked.

Zack nodded. Dash sat at her place as Cole wondered over to the buffet. Zack took a sip of his juice before turning to Dash.

"He came in seconds after you turned to get the juice," Zack smirked. "He played with you for a couple minutes then you spun around. I was trying not to laugh and give it away when you looked."

"Thanks," Dash said sacasitcally.

Zack chuckled to himself. Cole joined them moments later with a plate of food.

"What are you laughing about?" Cole asked playfully.

"I was just telling Dash about what you were doing," Zack smirked.

Cole turned to Dash, smiling. Then they all ate, talking away about different things.

After breakfast, Cole and Dash ad their way upstairs to prepare for the day. They were discussing what to do, and Zack didn't seem to like any of their ideas.

"That all sounds so boring," Zack moaned.

Dash rolled her eyes. She looked to Cole who opened the hotel door into their suite.

"Look, I was in the Resort Hospital all night because you wanted me to go down some crazy dangerous slide," Cole told Zack as they walked into the room. "Let's have a relaxing day so I can recover, then you can do whatever you want tomorrow."

Dash closed the door behind them. Zack moped, allowing himself to fall face first onto the bed in his room. Dash heard a loud, irritated moan from Zack room.

"Remind you of anyone?" Cole smirked at Dash.

"He's a little Kai who tags around with someone everywhere," Dash groaned. "Temper, impatience and all."

Cole chuckled to himself. He turned and pulled his shirt off.

"Only Zack is ten time worse," Cole laughed.

Dash chuckled. Cole tossed his mangled swim top onto a drying rack near the window.

"Well, after that, that shirt is done it's time for me," Cole sighed.

"Did you bring a second?" Dash asked.

"Nope," Cole sighed. "I'll have to get a new one today at some point."

Dash nodded. She went through a couple papers on the desk from Cole's hospital release. She skimmed over them, getting the key points and details off them.

"Possible concussion?" Dash questioned.

Cole shrugged it off. He pulled a orange t-shirt on, grabbing a pair of shorts and boxers from the drawers. He moved to stand beside Dash, looking and the papers.

"I was knocked unconscious on impact," Cole shrugged. "No one is entirely sure what happened, but that's what they got from it."

"Maybe you should take it easy," Dash warned. "You don't want to hurt yourself more."

"It does say possible," Cole replied, slipping into the bathroom. "That being it was the only logistical reason at the time but I have shown no symptoms of one."

Dash turned back to the stack of papers, shuffling through them. Then she came across an advertisement.

Resort Child Entertainment Center

Going on a tour. Don't want to drag your mopey kid around. Drop of any kid from ages 6-12 at our center. We can entertain them.

"Hey, Cole," Dash called.

Cole walked out of the bathroom in a new change of clothes.

"What's up?" he asked.

"Did they give you this?" Dash asked.

Cole moved over to see the paper in Dash hands. He shook his head.

"Nope, must have grabbed it by accident," Cole replied. "Says they have their own, child friendly waterpark, free lunch, library, rides and more. Sounds like a blast."

"Do you think Zack would want to go there instead of coming with us?" Dash asked.

Cole chuckled, a grin on his face. He hung his swimsuit with his top on the rack.

"Kid would probably like it," Cole said. "Wanna ask him?"

Dash shrugged. She carried the ad into Zack separate room, seeing him lying on his back, feet dangling off the bed.

"So, I can tell you don't want to come with us," Dash started. "Then I found this."

Zack sat up on the bed, looking at the flyer in Dash hands. A smile formed on his face.

"Can I go there?" he asked.

"I was about to ask if you wanted to, so yeah," Dash smiled.

Zack jumped up and down on his bed. Dash laughed and saw Cole in the doorway.

"Taking he says yes," Cole chuckled.

Dash nodded, laughing. Today was going to be fun.