Dodger leant back glumly on his chair in the waiting room. He knew he should have gone home hours ago, but he couldn't bear to leave Texas, even though he knew she was already gone. Crowds of nurses flew by like birds too busy in their own hectic schedule to even notice him and his grief.

"There you are!" Exclaimed a voice sounding relieved. "I was beginning to think you had run off like your brother!"

Dodger groaned and rolled his head back. "Dirk… I'm not in the mood for this."

Dirk shook his head frustrated. "Son, I know it must be hard for you, but you need to remember she was married to Will…"

Dodger's head snapped towards Dirk in anger, he shot up like a rocket his eyes gleaming and glaring like the stars in a midnight sky. "WILL!" He growled. "WILL! Why is it always about Will? He's not even been here for the past two days? Shows how much he cares!" Without giving Dirk a chance to reply, Dodger stormed away from him and out of the hospital. He didn't know where he was going. He was just getting away.

*THE NEXT DAY*

Dodger's eyes flickered open; his head was like a thundercloud pounding just like a thousand raindrops as they hit the floor. He was lying on the top of his van soaked in freezing rain water or beer, maybe both. He slowly managed to perch himself up on his elbows after various other attempts where he failed and slipped back down.

"You're awake I see!" Announced a familiar voice.

Dodger squinted through his fogged up eyes. "Will!" He mumbled. "Oh, so now you show up! Where on earth have you been? Texas has just died if you haven't noticed!"

"I… Erm…" Will stammered. "I was just clearing my head."

"You weren't even there when she died!" Dodger snarled. "What a great husband you turned out to be!" As the final word swam from his mouth he caught sight of a girl, a small distance away.

She had a field of wavy, dark brown hair lay out on her head and her green eyes shimmered in the sunlight reflecting rays of good spirit everywhere. Her ruby red lips as crimson as blood. She turned her head and smiled a warm, inviting smile towards Dodger as she caught his eye, a smile that reminded him of Texas, everything about this girl represented Texas! He couldn't bear to look at her and instantly turned away to see Will on his wheelchair on his journey home.

A pang of guilt struck Dodger deep in his heart and he moaned because of his stupid emotions.

"Will! Wait…" Dodger yelled after him, but Will was too distracted. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a large piece of delicate white material, which from a distance could be mistaken for a snowy dove's feather. It wasn't… What Will had in his hand was from a dress. A wedding dress…

He smiled.

****So, Will is back! And it's pretty clear he's lying about where he's been… AND I AM WEARING NO SOCKS! OMIGOSH BAD ASS ****