I'm SO SORRY I'M SO SLOW! Ok, I always hate long author notes and here I am writing one! Anyway, excuses: 1st of all, 3rd quarter just ended, meaning I've been scrambling like crazy to get everything done; 2nd of all, 4th quarter is starting and the teachers have been running us like sled dogs; 3rd of all, my sister and her hubby are moving and I've been trying to get in as much time with them and my nieces and nephew before they leave!

On that note, at least it's now Spring Break! I'll be here for the first half of the week but then I'm going somewhere. Not telling you where. That would be like asking for a stalker. But I'm still going to try and post on both my stories this week. I'm almost done with the 4th chapter of Abduction.

OH! I almost forgot! Tomorrow is my birthday so I'll try to post a birthday-themed oneshot on here tomorrow or the next day. (Probably tomorrow. Unless I get banned from this sight because I'm on here so much.) Anyway, I hope you enjoy your week!

Kim's POV

"Kim!"

Flashing lights behind my eyes.

Black. Pain. Tingling.

A warm hand grasps my own.

Out again.

Green eyes jumped out at me. Blonde hair catches my gaze and I run. But no matter how fast I move, he just keeps getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, he was on top of me. I screamed and a flash of brown took the weight off. I watched the two fight like wild animals before lightning crashed and the monster held something shiny and sliver up. I screamed as he plunged it towards my savior's heart.

Jack's POV

I woke up to someone squeezing my hand with a death grip. My hand was clammy, but I didn't let Kim's hand go.

I wearily rubbed my eyes and looked at the digital clock next to the hospital bed. The only bright thing in the room. It's 3:43 A.M. Ugh. It was probably the 3rd time Kim had woken me up. She was in an endless nightmare. Endless because she just wouldn't wake up.

You see, after I had gotten a few blocks away from the bowling alley she had passed out again. I called her mother, who then freaked out and called 911. They found us on the ground, me cradling Kim to keep her warm. After much persuasion (and some lying) I rode with Kim on the ambulance. I stayed by her side when they hooked her up. Sadly I couldn't stay with her during surgery. She had many injuries that needed tending.

That freak had shattered her ankle, broken her foot, cracked the back of her skull, basically made her left leg black, and on that happy note he scraped and bruised every inch of her body! Let's just say she has a lot of stitches.

I sighed. My poor Kimmy. I gently kissed the palm of her hand and watched her thrashing slowly calm down a little bit. My eyes drooped and I leaned back onto the recliner that a nurse had fetched me for my night stay.

oooooOOOOOOooooo

My hand was suddenly cold. My eyes flew open and white met my gaze. I winced and blinked a few times, finally getting my eye sight in focus. Doctors and nurses swarmed over Kim's bed. I shot up and tried to shove through the doctors but the group was too tightly knit. I stood up on the recliner and spotted Kim, still unconscious, shaking on the bed, her face white. I was pretty sure I started hyperventilating after that. I plopped on the recliner and covered my face with my hands, gasping.

A nurse came by and took me outside of the room.

"Are you alright?" She looked worried despite her fake red hair that made her look like a stereotype Ariel.

"No." I muttered lowly. "Is she going to be ok?"

"I don't know honey. I don't know. They're giving her anti-seizure injections right now. Why don't you go sit down and I'll get you when I know what's going on." I weakly nodded and sat down on a hard, plastic chair. Soon I was pacing. And worrying. I mean, I know that Kim is one tough girl, but this tough? Man, if she could see me right now she'd slap me. This went on for about 15 minutes before my phone went off.

It was Mrs. Crawford, probably wondering how Kim was doing. She had to go to work this morning and since Kim was in stable condition when she left the doctors were able to convince her to leave. But luckily my mom let me stay with her.

I quickly hit the button.

"Hello Mrs. Crawford."

"Are you alright Jack? You're voice sounds strained!"

"Um…" I sighed in frustration and slid a hand down my face. I don't have an easy way to say this. "Kim had a seizure."

"WHAT?! Is she alright? Is she stable? Is her brain permanently damaged? I'm coming right now!"

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, and I was kind of hoping you'd come. They're giving her anti-seizure meds and the nurse said she'd tell me how she was doing."

"I'll be there in a minute."

Letting the phone 'plop' on the seat I dropped down after it. A few minutes later a flustered, worried blonde woman burst through the doors. Chelsea Crawford is the spitting image of Kim, except for the fact that her eyes are sparkling blue and she's obviously a little older than her. She stopped when she saw me and ran over.

"Have they told you anything yet?"

"No."

She let out an exasperated sigh and sat down next to me, texting her husband to let him know what had happened. Yes, Kim's mom texts. She's just that cool. After a little while tears started silently streaming down her cheeks. Silence.

Then Kim's dad burst in. He caught sight of his wife and cradled her. He looked plain mad. More silence. I resumed pacing.

Finally the Ariel nurse came in. We all jumped up as she came closer.

"Is she alright?" Mrs. Crawford grabbed onto her husband for support. My hands wrung together.

The nurse smiled. "She's stable. We'll need to keep her for observation for a few weeks but I think she'll be fine. Her skull should be able to heal up nicely, and her foot should be able to handle her weight in about three weeks. You can see her in about an hour." Then she went back into the room.

We all let out a 'whoosh' of relief. Mrs. Crawford started laughing and crying at the same time, jumping in her husband's arms. Even he was smiling. For me, I felt like my cheeks were going numb from the grin that wouldn't keep off of my face. I walked over to my phone and started texting the guys to let them know what had happened.

1 Week Later:

I sat on the side of Kim's bed and stroked her face. She was still asleep. Key word: asleep. Yep, she woke up about 3 hours after her seizure. The guys had come when I told them that she had woken up.

She smiled faintly in her sleep and rolled over. I grabbed a magazine from the bedside table.

I heard a groan and suddenly a tan hand snatched the magazine out of my hands.

"That's mine!" She said loudly, her brown eyes annoyed. I swallowed a laugh. Her hair was sticking up in random places and her hospital gown was crinkled all over.

"Good morning Sleeping Beauty." She scowled. "Did someone wake up on the wrong side of the bed?"

She smirked. "Nope." She popped the p sarcastically. "Cause everything is just peachy! Especially when I can't move!"

"Thought so." I leaned over and flattened the static hair that was sticking up over her ears and kissed her forehead. She blushed slightly and laid back down.

"I probably look like a mess."

"A hot mess."

She cocked an eyebrow at the ceiling. "Oh Jack. Always the charmer."

"That's me!" Kim stuck her tongue out at me in response. I smirked.

"Where are the guys?"

"They said that they'd be here after school."

"Wait!" She sat up again. "Why aren't you in school?"

"My mom let me out early."

"Why?"

"Because I told her something."

"Is that all I'm going to get?"

I got up and sat on her bed. "For now."

She sighed, exasperated. I lay down beside her and closed my eyes.

"Jack?" My eyes fluttered open. "Have you happened to see Isaac anywhere? He took my phone and I would like it back."

"Would you like me to fetch it milady?" She giggled slightly.

"No, you'd probably get sent to juvy for beating him up."

"I didn't get sent to juvy for beating him up last time."

She sat up and frowned. "Yeah and I don't get that. I mean, if that was me, I would definitely call the police on you. But he didn't." Then she muttered: "Though it's not like he's left."

"What?" I asked loudly. "What has he been doing to you? Has he been to see you? Kimmy, what aren't you telling me?"

"N-nothing Jack!" My eyebrows rose as her voice got higher and higher. "I mean, why would I need to hide anything from you? You're my best friend! There's nothing I can keep from you!" She broke her rambling with a pitiful fake laugh. I just looked at her in disbelief. I got up and started walking out of the room.

"Jack! What the heck? Where are you going?!" She called out desperately. I turned to face her.

"I'm going to the source of the trouble." Her face went pale.

"NO! Jack! I swear he hasn't done anything bad!"

"Then are you going to tell me what he's been doing?"

"He really hasn't done that much. He came in one day and tried to talk to me but I pretended to be asleep. Then he came back the next day. And the next. And the next. And then yesterday before he left he kissed me while I was 'asleep.'" She said quietly.

"Where was I when this happened?"

She smirked at me. "Jack, he came in before school. You're not a morning person." That was true. I only came here in the afternoon or after 9. "But that's no reason for you to fight him and get in trouble!"

I turned to go again. "Fine, but I'm getting your phone back."

"Jack no!" I ignored her.

At School (remember it's still going on)

I breezed through the doors and almost ran into a massive crowd of people. They were blocking the whole hall! I elbowed and kneed my way through, annoying quite a few people. Finally, coming to the front, I came face-to-face with the principal, two police officers, and Isaac, who was being restrained. Our annoying principal was holding Kim's pink-and-blue phone in his hand.

"What happened?" I asked the nearest student, an average-looking boy with a mop of curly brown hair.

"I think someone said something about Isaac on security cameras at the bowling alley or something." I turned back to the police officers. I got brave and walked up to the principal.

"That's my friend Kim Crawford's phone."

He turned to me. "Kim Crawford? You mean the girl who's in the hospital?" I nodded. "So that's the girl who was on the ground? With the blonde hair?" Again, I nodded. The principal started looking at me closely. I shifted, uncomfortable.

"So I take it that you're the shadow that started beating him?" I stalled.

"Will it get me in trouble if I say yes?" The principal widened his eyes.

"Certainly not. Isaac is in trouble, not the person who beat him up."

"In that case, yes. Now, can I have the phone?" He smiled proudly at me and patted my shoulder, handing me the phone.

"Treat that Kim Crawford right." He sighed and shook his head. "Young love." I blushed faintly and grinned.

"Is it that obvious?"

"That you like her? I'm surprised that she hasn't noticed it yet."

"How do you know that she hasn't?"

"Well you did call her your friend…"

"Touché." Maybe the principal isn't so bad. With that I turned and elbowed my way out of the crowd to see Isaac being loaded into a police cruiser. I started for the hospital.

Back at the Hospital

"You're phone, mademoiselle!" With a flourish I produced her phone. She clapped her hands.

"YAY! Now give it!" She desperately reached for the phone. I easily held it up, out of her reach. She scowled at me. Then she gave me her puppy-dog eyes. "Please Jackie? Pleeeeeeeeaaaaaaaase?!"

I smirked. "Only if you move over so I can sit by you." She eagerly moved over and patted the spot next to her with ridiculous enthusiasm. "And you say you don't have a crush at me." I teased.

She ignored me and snatched her phone. She hugged it. "Baby! I missed you!" I rolled my eyes, causing her to punch me.

"Ow! Kim! Ouch! I don't need bruises all over my hot bod!" This caused her to punch me again.

"Nobody likes cocky guys Jack!" She yelled in my ear. I just snickered and pulled her closer to me. Eventually her eyes started drooping.

I smiled down at the blonde angel in my arms. My pocket buzzed.

Kim's POV

My eyes were closed and I sighed, tired. My consciousness floated away…. Then I heard Jack whispering.

"Mom? Yeah, yeah yeah. I know. I'll be home soon! Yes! Yes I know that you think I spend too much time here. I promise I'll go to school tomorrow! No, I haven't told her yet! No, I was going to pick up the red bear, but the white one looked better and it even had a mushy, romantic phrase on its tummy. But I didn't get it. No, not because I didn't like it. Somebody took the last one before I could grab it. Yeah, I know. No mom! Quit planning our wedding! We're only 15 for crying-out-loud!"

I frowned. Who is he talking to? Whose wedding? My heart sunk a little low in my chest. Who's he giving teddy bears to?

"Nope. Besides she doesn't even like white. Or red. Or yellow! It doesn't matter if I like yellow! If we really were planning a wedding, which we AREN'T, she wouldn't like those. No! Mom, you're insane. Of course I love her! Yes, I get that you and dad got married right out of high school but…. Yes I know that you were both 12 when you met but… No! I may like her but…" Then his chest, which I'm using as a pillow, rumbled with laughter. "Yes. She is pretty awesome. Yeah. I really think she's special."

Tears prickled in my eyes. I've lost him.

Jack's POV

I laughed again and looked down at Kim. "I'm not going to let her go mom."

"You better not! Kim is the nicest girl you've ever met! And I want blonde grandchildren someday!"

"I'm sorry mom but I think brown hair dominates."

"Psh. I'm not giving up hope. Hurry home sweetie! Bye!"

"Bye mom." I shoved the phone into my pocket and looked down at Kim. She had a slight frown on her face. I gently eased out of her iron grip and gently placed her head on a pillow. She instinctively snuggled in. I smiled. I grabbed her chin with two fingers and raised it out of the pillow. I softly pressed my lips to hers.

I stood up and stroked her hair. She had a beautiful smile on her face as she snuggled back into her bed. "I love you Kimmy."

I hope that was alright! Thoughts? Reviews? Please? (puppy dog eyes)