AN: Sorry for the wait, had writers block and other stuff to do and was waiting for a little more reviews, but not everyone get's their way...oh well...enjoy.

Recap of Chapter Six

"Wow, we knew Hannah Montana, Lola and Mike. We were something weren't we?"

"You don't remember?"

"Remember what?" she stared.

"I guess that's a no."

"Why are you so set on Hannah Montana. She's just a normal person like you and me."

"Yeah," I chuckled, "She's Miley."

"Pshhhh…no!" she laughed and looked at me like I had four heads.

"I'm serious, babe. Hannah is Miley. You are Lola and I'm Mike Standley."

"Laugh Out Loud, Oliver. Mike, Hannah, Miley, me, and you are separate people." She added as she scoffed at me.

"Baby, do you want proof?"

"I don't need proof it's not real." She crossed her arms and stared.

"How about this." I held up the towel that Hannah had given me.

"It's a towel?" she said as if I had no idea what I was holding in my hand.

"It's Hannah's towel. The one where we snuck into Hannah's room, remember."

She froze. I could tell she was regaining her memory of that weird day. I then started to have a flashback, hopefully the exact one she was having.

Flashback

"Higher, Oliver I'm almost in." Lilly told me as she furiously tried to get into the window.

"There is no higher. You're already standing on my head." I shouted as the worst headache in the history of headaches started to settle in.

"Jump you idiot! Jump!" I jumped and Lilly got in and took a ride on the chandelier. I fell. I just know it was a while because I was now trying to climb into the room where Hannah was. When I finally got in Lil and Hannah were talking about getting an autograph for Miley. "What about me! I'm the one who loves you!" I yelled at Hannah. She stared at me and then I remarked on her pie covered face, "You're much paler in person." "Yeah I am you know what? Gosh it was really fun meeting you guys, but I really gotta go." Hannah told us. I being stupid asked her, "Wait! Can't I at least shampoo and condition your beautiful blonde hair?" She replied, "No, but you can take this towel." and threw the towel to me. I shrieked like a little girl, "Hannah Montana's TOWEL!" Then I fell from really high. From the ground I shouted, "Its okay! None of my blood got on the towel."

End Flashback

I laugh at the memory now, but then it REALLY hurt! I waited a couple minutes longer for Lilly to snap back into reality she suddenly looked at me with revelation in her eyes.

"How could I forget? Two separate lives, school girl by day, pop star by night. Blonde, that's me- I'm Hannah Montana. How the heck could I forget the biggest secret in the world?" she said seriously.

"No." I told her flatly. I took her hand in mine and cried. I cried until Lil put her hand on my shoulder and saw that I was crying.

"Oliver, honey, don't cry."

"How can't I, Lil? You forgot one of your identities. LILLY, YOU AREN'T HANNAH MONTANA!" I cried.

"Yes I am. How else would I have been backstage all those times with you?" she asked as she wiggled her eyebrows.

"Yeah, those were great times, but Lils seriously you are NOT Hannah Montana. Miley is." I told her as I wiped my tears off.

"Oliver, you're so wrong. I am Hannah Montana, not Miley." She told me.

"Shut up, Lilly." I picked up a DVD and put it into the DVD player and pressed play.

Hannah Montana showed up on the screen and said, "Hey ya'll what's up? I'm Hannah Montana. And let's rock out!" Hannah stopped and pointed to the subtitles. I used the remote to select One in a Million, Lilly's favorite song in ninth grade.

"You've selected One in a Million, great choice. Now if you look at the bottom of the screen you can sing along. Come on find your inner Hannah!" said the Hannah on the screen. "Lilly, you're going to sing. And try to stay on tune with yourself." I told her pointedly.

"Sure, I mean I've sang this song for millions before! I'll do fine staying on tune. Oliver" she snapped.

Hannah popped onto the screen and the words to One in a Million went across the screen.

"Get ready Lils its your time to prove me wrong."

"How did I get here
I turned around and there you were
I didn't think twice to rationalize
Cause somehow I knew
That there was more than just chemistry
I mean i knew you were kinda of into me
But i figured its just to good to be true
I said pinch me-"she sang extremely off key and it really hurt my ears.

"OW, Oliver what was that for?" she yelled as she pulled away from my grasp.

"I pinched you because you asked me too, and I can't take anymore of this horrible singing." I told her as I removed my hand from her forearm.

"You're right, I can't sing like I used to." She replied sadly.

"You never could sing-"I told her and scrambled over to the table hoping I didn't throw away that one CD, the one that could take her out of this denial state.

"Ha there it is, your song and your CD player." I placed the CD into the player and turned it up. The same song with the same voice I'd just heard came on again.

"Oh gosh, what the heck was that? A dying animal?" she shuddered after about 20 seconds.

"Babe, it was you." I told her as I tried to hide a grin and was unsuccessful.

"Don't you dare smile." She snapped.

"Lilly do you believe me now?" I asked.

"One more piece of evidence and maybe." she spoke.

"Hmmmm, turn on the TV!" I quickly thought.

"Okay? But I don't see how this is going to prove your point." She replied and turned on the TV.

"Watch this." I told her. I cuddled close to her and placed my arms around her instinctively.

"Ow, Oliver I'm still hurt, remember?" she told me and I quickly let go.

"Sorry, it's just late. I'm tired. Your bed's kinda comfy, and I haven't been able to see you conscious in a month, so I wanted to be close to you." I told her in my most romantic voice.

"Awww….I love you too-" she told me as she leaned over to place a kiss on my forehead.

"Shhh, it's on. Now listen closely!" I replied

"Brie Young Tomagashi Samuels, comes in with updates on your favorite pop sensation. Tonight she is doing a concert for charity. She just is always giving. But the all important question: is there a

man in the picture? *Zooms into a picture of Jackson and Hannah hugging* This is Jacksannah from many years ago, we haven't seen anymore of a Hannah hottie since. Tonight live, you will see if at the concert Hannah's possible boyfriend will be there. Stay tuned."

"Oliver, how can that be live? I'm lying right here."

"And where's Miles?"

"She said she was at a H-a-n-n-a-h thing."

"Yes now what does that spell? Does it spell Hannah?" I asked her.

"Yes it does, but why did Miles spell it?" she asked quizzically.

"It's a secret, that only we know about!" I shouted unable to contain my excitement.

"O my gosh!!! Miley is not here. Miley is at the concert." She yelled.

"Yes, yes. Now look at Hannah's face." I told her as I tried to hide my excitement that she was catching on.

"She has the same eyes as Miley and there's a little tuft of brown hair falling out of the wig. O my God! You were telling the truth it is Miley." She smiled, as if she'd just won a marathon.

"So you see evidence, but do you remember?" I asked hoping for a full out yes.

"That she's Hannah Montana?" asked Lilly.

"Yeah, do you?" I asked while I was thinking this is like the climax of a movie.

"No, not particularly." She answered. I moaned.

"Sorry." She replied timidly and looked down.

"Well that's okay. You'll remember eventually. You have to. I'm just glad you believe me now. So now we know you won't all of the sudden remember and tell the world."

"Yeah, that'd be embarrassing." Lilly giggled.

"Yep." Oliver chuckled thinking of how that'd turn out and somehow they'd end up in crazy costumes.

*phone rings*

"Oh I'll put it on speaker." I said quickly grabbing the phone and pressing the speaker phone button.

"Is this da wight numba?" a little girl asked someone in another room.

"Yes, honey its mommy and daddy." quietly said a familiar voice.

"Hey mommy and daddy. I was just checkin' on you." She giggled.

"Hey, baby girl. How's your sleepover?" Lilly asked.

"We're about to go to sweep. Night, night mommy. Please wake up dis time. And daddy night night. I wuv you, too." Adalyn told us.

"Aww, Ady I will wake up I promise." Lilly told her.

"You're gonna be nice to granma right?" I asked her with suspicion.

"Yes daddy. Night Night I wuv you." she said and then asked "Granma, how do I turn this off?"

"Press the button right here." said Heather.

-click-

We laughed. Who wouldn't their two year old daughter calls and seems to be mesmerized by using the phone for the first time.

"She's just too darn cute." Lilly says through her fits of giggles.

"I know. I was just about to say that, but decided not too, because it wouldn't sound very manly." I said seriously.

That statement just made her laugh even more.

"Oliver?"

"I'll answer you if this question does not make this day make another turn for the worse."

"I don't think it will."

"Okay, shoot."

"Do I smell?"

"What?" I asked perplexed

"I mean I haven't taken a shower in exactly a month. Do I stink." she asked awaiting my answer

"Oh I thought that was just the hospital smell mixed with Adalyn's dirty diaper." I chuckled.

"That bad?" she asked/

"You haven't bathed in a month, babe. What do you expect?" I smiled.

"Okay, then I guess I need a shower and I haven't had a nice dump in a while, excuse me." she told me as she tried to stand up and nearly fell over. I caught her and

laughed wholeheartedly. It's just like Lilly after something so traumatic, like facing death to be worried of something, like hygiene- in my opinion- so trivial.

"Hon, I don't think in a hospital you're allowed to give yourself your own shower. Do you want me to call a nurse?"

"I don't want someone showering me, and um if someone has to shower me. I DO NOT want Dr. Creepy. Ew." she replied as she shuddered.

"At least we're on the same page." I chuckled.

"Get the doctor." she moaned/whined.

"Don't look too bummed. You're gonna smell nice and be clean. What you want, right?"

"Well, yeah. I guess." she said.

"Don't be like that. You want to be clean."

"Okay, yes."

-knock on door-

"It's Dr. Jenkins."

"Come in, doctor."

"Hello once again. Hope the alone time you wanted was everything you hoped it to be." he grinned.

I gritted my teeth. I still don't like this guy, and I don't think I ever will.

"It was. Thank you." she replied genuinely though from our conversation earlier I knew she didn't like him either.

"We were actually just leaving to go get you." I told him.

One eyebrow of his shot up, "Why?"

"I need to bathe." Lilly told him in the least seductive way as possible.

"Well, um. You do know since I am a man. I'm not allowed to bathe a woman. I can get a um a female nurse. If this wasn't a hospital, we would have Mr. Oken do it, but that's against the rules." he uncomfortably replied as you could see sweat on his brow.

"Well, that'd be great. And where's the bathroom?" she asked.

"Right over there. You're gonna want to be careful though because your leg muscles are weak so I'll help you to the bathroom." he said and pointed to a door and gestured his hand to her.

I cleared my throat, "I'll take her. Thank you."

"Okay, well I'll get a nurse to come help you with a bath." he said and left.

"I'm glad he's gone." I told her.

"That's a little mean, but I agree." she replied.

-knock on door-

"Lilly Oken?" said an older nurse.

"Yes, right here." Lilly replied.

"And you are?" the nurse asked me.

"Oliver Oken, her husband. Who are you?" I asked her.

"I'm the nurse that helps with bathing the patients. My name is Mrs. Fewly." she replied with a husky voice.

"Can you help me into the bathroom. I really need to go." Lilly asked the nurse.

"Sure thing." she muttered.

They closed the door and I was left to myself, sitting, waiting for her to come out. A few minutes after the door had been closed I heard a toilet flush and the water in the shower turn on, and Lilly's

faint voice going, "Oo, oo, oo…ahhh." The water must be hot I thought and was back to waiting for her. I heard chattering between them, but no distinct words. I did hear an occasional, "The hurts, go softer." from Lilly, but other than that, from here it sounded fine.

Lilly came out with a towel around her and asked me to throw her another hospital gown. I did. She went back in the bathroom and changed into the clean one, and walked out with help from nurse Fewly.

"Thanks again, Lucy." she shouted as the nurse left the room.

"So how was it to have a sponge bath?" I asked her intriguingly.

"Weird. I don't want anyone else to bathe me. I want to bathe me. A little painful when she was doing my stomach and back, trying to wash the wound; now that hurt a good bit. But it feels so good to be clean and have an empty bladder for the first time in a month."

I chuckled. And then I heard a growl.

"Sorry, Lils that was me. I'm starving." I told her.

"I'm fine." she informed me and pointed to the IV bag.

"Well, do you mind if I run to the vending machine or a McDonalds or something?" I asked.

"Nah, I'll be fine." she replied with a fake smile.

"I'll stay. I'll ask the doctor to give me your plate…" I chuckled.

"Okay."

"Hey Lils?" I asked looking into her blue eyes.

"Yeah?"

"Are you in pain right now?" I asked concerned.

"Not particularly."

"Oh okay. Then scoot over. I wanna watch some TV." I asked her.

She smiled and obliged. I lied down on the gurney with her and placed my hand behind her back and used the other to hold her hand. She turned on the TV. I kissed her and said,

"I love you." quietly.

And we slowly drifted to sleep.

AN: I hate filler chapters, but I felt obligate to update it, so please don't hate me. I had Loliver fluff...again don't hate me

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GOD BLESS!