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I nod. Dad comes and tries to comfort Jackson. I go and stand outside Lily's room, and gain my composture. The i go in.

Lily is laying in the bed. "Miley." She says.

I go to her. "Hey. You did great, Lils." I say.

She smiles. "Thank you. But wheres Jackson. And my Jennie?" She asks.

"Jackson is..in the bathroom. And..." I sit down beside her on the bed. "Lily. Jennie didn't make it, sweetie." I say.

She looks up at me. "N-n-no! NO! You are LYING! You are LYING TO ME MILEY OAKEN! My baby is not dead. And...noo!" She shrieks, errupting in to sobbs. I wrap my arms around her.

"I'm sorry Lily. I'm so sorry." I say.

She struggles away from me/. "GET OUT! This is you fault. You promised me shed make it. Get out I HATE YOU! GET OUT!" She yells. A nurse appears.

"Mrs. Oaken. Get out, please., You are upsetting Miss. Truscott." She says.

My eyes fill with tears, then i get up and run out. In the hall, i run in to Oliver. He hugs me to his chest.

And I cry.

How could she blame me? HOW?

I stayed there with Oliver for few minutes, crying. How could she blame this on me? I wanted Jennie to live too. She was my goddaughter.

After i finally stopped crying, we went back to the waiting room. Jackson was a bit calmer. Dad had gotten him to hold Cody.

"W-W-What happened?" Jackson asks whenb he sees us. I silently go over to him, and take Cody form him, then put him in to the carrier. "Miles?"

"J-Jackson. I'm sorry. I really am. But i cant stay here becasue Lily...she blames me for Jennie dying. She needs time, and i have to goive it to her. I really am sorry. But we have to go. Just...call us about the funeral." I say. I hug my brother quickly, then pick up Cody in his carrier, and Oliver and I walk out.

Three days later, Oliver and I have Mrs. Oaken come to watch Cody, while we go to the funeral for little Jennie.

Oliver, in black pants, a white dress shirt and black tie, and me in a simple black dress with little make up.

We drive to the church, and walk in and to the front where the family sits. My dad is there...and so is Lily's mom. Dad gets up when he sees me, and hugs me.

"Hey, daddy." I say softly.

"Hey. Wheres Cody?" He asks.

"With Oliver's mom." I say.Then, Jackson comes up. "Hey JAckson," I say, and hug him. "How are you doing?" I ask softly. "And h-how is Lily?"

"I-Im doing okay i guess. Lily...is in shock. She...she still blames you, Miles." He says softly.

I look at my brother. "You dont blame me though. D-do you?" I ask

"Of course not. I know that it isn;'t your fault, Miles." he says.

We all sit. Lily is dressed in a long black dress, with no make up, and her bolnde hair up in a severe bun with a black veil covering her face anda black hat covering her head.. She just lets Jackson take her hand, and ignores me.

I sit between my dad and Oliver and we watch the ceremony.

We listen as they talk about how we would all see one day how this was ,meant to be. And how it was fortunate that Jennie got to live at all.

I felt like yelling at him. She was alive for like...10 minutes! So much living.

Afterwards, we all prcedded to the cemetary where she was to be buried.

After it was done, Lily silently placed 3 dozen red roses on top of the just replaced earth, then blows a kiss down. Then she silently walks off and in to the limo. She didnt say a WORD to me. Not ONE.

Oliver places his arm around my shoulder. We go to Jackson. He is waiting outside the limo. I hug him. "I'm sorry, Jackson. But...we have to go back to Cody. I really dont think Lily would want me at the house, anyway. So...we'rs just going to go home." I say

"Its okay, Mile. I understand. Cody needs you." He says.

"Remember..you can call anytime. A-And just...tell lily that...that i really am sorry. And that...she can call anytime. Because i am not mad at her. I just dont see why she is blaming me." I sayu.

"I will, Miles. Bye."

"Bye, big bro. Hang in there. I love you." I say, and hug him one last time.

Olive rand i then make our way to the car, and go home to our baby.

A week. And lily STILL hasnt spoken to me.

Jackson called a few times a day. But no Lily.

Then, a week and a half after the funeral, we get a call from Daddy.

"Miles!"

"Daddy, whats up? Whats wrong?" I ask

"Lily and Jackson left."

"W-What?!"

"Yea. I got a note/ It says:

Dear Dad, Miley, and Oliver,

We left. It is too hard being in malibu. So we left. We will probably come back one day. But we need time. Remeber, we love you all.

Love,

Lily and Jackson

They ran, bud. They ran." Daddy says.

I hear Cody start screaming. Oliver was at one of the two classes he took at UCLA.

"D-Daddy...I-I have to go get Cody. I'll call you back later," I say, and hang up with put waiting for an answer.

I grab the bottle from the friedge and put it in a pan of water on the stove to heat up. Then i run up to the nursery. I go to the crib, and pick up my screaming little son, and bring him close to me.

I gently rock him. "Hey sweetie. Mama's here. Mommy is here and she isn't going anywhere. I wont EVER leave you, baby." I say softly as i rock him.

I quickly change his diaper, then hug him to my chest and go down stairs. I grab the bottle from the pan of water, and dry it off, then test the temparature on my skin. It is not to hot, but it is warm. I bring him in to the living room, and sit in the rocking chair. After settling his head in the crook of my arm, i put the bottle in to his waiting mouth.

He hungrily sucks on it. I look down at him in thought. Why? Why did they go? We all wanted to help them.

I was still in that position 20 minutes later, when Oliver go home.

"Hey baby...Miley!" he calls.

I jerk out of my trance. "Oh...hey honey. how was class?" I ask.

"Miley. Whats wrong?" He asks.

"Why would you ask that?" I ask.

He pointsd to my lap.

Cody is still lying ther...awake. He is looking around, making his baby gurgles.

And there is baby formula all ovwer.

"OH! Cody. Mommy is so sorry." I say. I jump up. "I have to go clean him up." I say, and make for the stairs.

"Wait a minute!" Oliver says. He takes Cody from me.

"What?" I ask.

"You go clean yourself up, then wait for me in our room." He says.

I'm about to protest, but decide against it. We both go upstairs, Oliver with Cody to his room, and me to mine and Oliver's room. I change out of the formula soaked clothes, and in to flannal pajama pants and a t-shirt...i mean im not going anywhere so why not be comfortable.

I then lie back on the bed. A few minutes later, Oliver comes in. I sit up. "Hey." I say when he comes in. He walks over, and sits beside me on the other side.

"Hey. Now whats wrong?" He asks, taking my hand.

"N-N-Nothing is w-w-w-wrong..." I say, reducing myself to tears.

Oliver sighs and pulls me in to his lap. "Baby. whats wrong?"

"Lily and Jackson left, Ollie. They left." I say.

So when are they comming back? I ask myself

LILY'S POV, ONE MONTH LATER

We left. Jackson and I. We went to Montana. I ronic, isn't it. Hannah MONTANA. We just wound up there.

We eloped there, too.

I do miss everone. But i couldn't take it. So we left. Little did I know, we would be going back sooner that we thought.

MILEYS POV

A month after Lily and Jackson dissapear, i am watching th news one night while oliver feeds Cody in the nursery.

"And this just in...21 year old Jake Ryan has escaped from Jail. He was sent to jail about a year ago for the rape and murder of beverly hills sweetheart, Traci Vanhorn. Gaurds say he is expected to flee california..."

I hear screams. It isn't until Oliver is downstairs next to me, pulling me in to his arms that i realize they are my own.

I try and fight as Oiver tries to put his arms around me, but i give up and collapse against him. "Baby whats wrong?" He asks, his voice full of concert.

"He-He-He b-b-broke out of j-j-j-jail." I sob.

"Oh god. Shhh, baby, shhh. I wont let him hurt you sweetie. I wont let him hurt you." Oliver whispers, rubbing the small of my back and smoothing my hair.

I stay with him. He lets go of me for a minute, and he shuts off the TV and the lights. He then comes back, and picks me up bridal style and carries me up to our room.

He lays me gently on the bed, then sits next to me. "I'm scared, Ollie." I say.

He leans down and softly kisses my lips. "I know. But i will NOT let him hurt you, Miles. I love you. And HE WILL NOT hurt you." Oliver says.

I softly smile at him. Then I put my hand on the back of his head, and gently bring his lips to meet mine again. "I love you too." I say through the kiss.

Now, it had been a while since we had done anything. Since...our honeymoon...if you could call it a honeymoon.

And let me tell you...I suddenly REALLY wanted him. I slid my hands up his shirt, feeling hi muscular chest. His hands silde up my shirt, and begin to fumble withthe clasp of my bra.

And then...it all went from there.

MYSTERY PERSONS POV

(AUTHORS NOTE: I bet you cant guess whos POV this is...if you do..BOY are you smart!)

I watched thru the window, as she and Oliver had sex. Boy, I wish that was me. Well...it would be me...soon. I mean, she wouldnt WANT it, and she wouldnt do anything back...cause shed be...tied up. But i would have her

But first, to make her suffer. I would take the baby.

MILEYS POV

The next morning, I woke up. And i had a bad feeling. Something wasnt right.

I hadnt woken up during the night. That was odd. I quickly got out of bed, slipped in to my robe, and rushed in to Cody's room.

And I sank to the ground at what i saw. Because i saw nothing. Cody was gone, nowhere to be seen.

DA da DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA...

For the ideas in this chapter, I give credit to jade-kwl-name-eva. Her ideas will probly...okay deffinetly be in AT LEAST the next chapter, if not more.

So I'd like to thank jade-kwl-name-eva. And Id also like to thank Daisy617. Thank you SOOOO much for your reviews and reading my stories!

And thank you to everyone who reviews my stories.

Also, soome of you may be wondering why I 'changed' form Jiley to Moliver. I didn't. I still am A MAD JILEY LOVER! GO JILEY! but i have seen why people like Moliver, and i ALSO like Moliver. And

Some are also probly wondering why jake is always the bad guy. Well...I needed a badguy, and he was just...there.

Srry for the NOVEL of an authors note.

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