Hey so I'm back! I know that I disappeared for like 3 years but I hope that I can start updating again! I've been lurking reading some other stories and just got in the mood to write again! Here's a quick update here will be more to come later on today or tomorrow. Review Please!!

Something was wrong. Even more wrong than mom being on the brink of death. Luke hadn't said anything the whole ride to the hospital. I sat there looking out the window watching the world pass by.

When we got to the hospital I bolted out of the car not even waiting for Luke. I took the familiar route to my mom's room where I found my dad waiting for me.

"Dad what's going on? Luke didn't tell me anything. He just picked me up and drove me here. Is she ok? Is she…"

Cutting me off, my dad told me, "She's still hanging on, but he, the doctor, doesn't think it'll be much longer. She probably won't even make it to tomorrow. "

I couldn't breathe. I felt like I'd been punched 100 times in the stomach. This was it. She was going to leave me. Forever. I vaguely heard my dad explaining to me how I wouldn't be able to talk to her anymore, due to the morphine they were keeping her on. I finally looked up and noticed Luke standing behind my dad looking just as bad as I imagined myself to look like right now. I assume he heard everything. I couldn't just stand there looking at him anymore so I turned and walked into my mom's room.

I sat there in a chair next to her bed just holding her hand. I didn't talk to anyone. I just sat there with her and cried. I knew my dad was there; Luke was there, my grandparents and my aunt. I didn't acknowledge any of them. When I finally looked up I saw Lane was there to. I didn't know when she got there, I had been in my own little world, feeling sorry for myself for my mothers unfulfilled life, the things I'd never be able to do with her.

When Lane saw me look up at her she came over and sat with me. I noticed on her watch that it was just past midnight. Well so far the doctor was wrong she made it to tomorrow. I knew better than to get my hopes up. My mother was a fighter but fighting this was impossible. Lane hugged me and I cried into her shoulder.

At some point I fell asleep, I'm not sure when but when I woke up it was 6 in the morning. I couldn't believe that I slept! They let me sleep! No this was not ok! I need spend every second awake holding her hand. Then I realized I still had her hand in mine.

Noticing that I had woken up my grandma came over and asked me if I wanted anything to eat. I shook my head no, not taking my eyes off the rise and fall of my mom's chest. She was still here! She hadn't left me yet! Take that stupid doctor!

I noticed Luke came over and sat on the edge of my mom's bed looking at me like he wanted to say something. So I looked up at him, letting him know he could talk. "Rory, your mom wouldn't want you to be hungry, and she definitely wouldn't want you to be coffee deprived" I chuckled at that. Luke hated out coffee addiction but he was right. "Rory just come down to the cafeteria and grab something to eat with Lane and I. We'll grab something and come right back up here, I promise."

I looked at him I nodded and followed him out the door. The walk to the cafeteria was quiet. No one really knew what to say. I was almost grateful for the silence but also kind of wish they'd say something to take my mind off of my mom.

Sitting down with my coffee I got my wish, Lane sat across from me while Luke got our food.

"Hey Rory. I know this is tough but I'm always here for you."

I gave a small half smile, "I know you are Lane, thank you so much."

"I grabbed you a change of clothes before I came up here in case you wanted to change, they're back in the room."

"Thanks Lane."

"Your welcome."

Just then Luke made his way back over to us with our food on a tray. "You ready head back?" I nodded and followed him back with Lane by my side.

Arriving back in the room I noticed my grandma had taken my spot next to my mom. She moved to get up when she saw me come in but I told her to stay and I went to sit on the other side of her bed near my dad. I was picking at my pie and drinking my coffee when the nurses came in to check on her and change her IV. It was awkward. Everyone was just sitting there in silence. I felt a little bad for nurses who had to walk into that.

I continued sitting by mom's side for what felt like days, in reality it was just an hour or two. Looking up at the clock I noticed it was nearly noon. I was tired of just sitting there waiting for my mom to die. I felt like someone should be helping her trying to save her. This just didn't seem right! Why my mom? I continued to watch her chest rising and falling as her breaths started to come slower and farther apart. The doctor told us this would happen and too look for it as a sign that she was leaving us. I just don't understand.

I sat there with my head down wishing praying it could be me instead when I heard my grandma yell my mother's name. I quickly jerked my head up and looked around at everyone's face and then looked at my mom's lifeless face her chest was no longer rising and falling and I finally noticed the machine beeping telling us she no longer had a pulse. She was gone. Then in ran the doctor and two nurses both looking at us all with sorrow. I kissed my mom on the cheek and was quickly ushered out of the room by nurse.