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Flashback is in italics.

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Walking up the stairs, Bobby, Jerry, and Angel slowly walked through the hallway, cautious of what surrounded them. It felt eerie. Johnny had died, and his room was still there, the door wide open, his clothes covering the floor. It was as if he never left. It was as if he was still here. But the obvious silence and tension didn't prove so.

The three stood in front of Johnny's room, looking in, and finding a sign that maybe it was all a joke, and there would be a change in Johnny's room, like an extra thrown shirt on the floor. But there wasn't. It was the same. Untouched. Unclean. Uncomfortable.

"I'm gonna go check up on Nikki," Bobby grumbled, his formal shoes clicking against the floor. He loosened his tie a little, knowing he would have to be serious in what he was going to say to her.

Jerry and Angel looked at each other, before watching Bobby enter the bedroom, down the hall.

Bobby stood in front of the doorway, giving a little knock against the wooden door. But the six-year-old didn't budge. She didn't say anything. But she also wasn't sleeping. Her eyes were wide open, wide and red from the crying. Bobby walked in, his shoes sinking into the carpet, as he sat on the side of her bed.

"Nikki," Bobby said. "Baby," He put a hand on her shoulder. She pushed it away with her tiny fingers, "Baby, I know this is hard for you, but you have to get out of this room. You've been in here for days. You don't eat. You don't sleep. It ain't healthy Nikki, you gonna die this way."

Nikki lifted her head, and glared, "He left me." She growled, and Bobby's eyes got wide in surprise, "He left me!" She yelled, sitting up. "Why did he die? Why, Bobby?" Her fists were clenched as Jerry and Angel ran to her door, all eyes on her. Nikki's face crumbled, and her eyes blurred with tears, "He left me." She sobbed, "I don't have anyone anymore." She said, grabbing her hair, and pulling it over her face.

"Hey, hey," Bobby said, pulling her towards him as soon as she said it. "You're not alone, Nikki, you got us."

Nikki gave into Bobby, wrapping her arms around him.

"Yeah, Nikki," Angel said, he and Jerry walking to sit on her bed. "You got us."

Jerry rubbed her back, "Whenever you need us, we there, Nikki."

"You're our little sister," Bobby said, and she looked up at the Mercer boys surrounding her. "Whoever messes with you, messes with us. And it's gonna be okay. You know why? You're a Mercer, and Mercer's never give up."

Bobby kept one hand on the steering wheel, the windshield wipers passing by, clearing the flurries falling from the vision of the car. His furrowed eyebrows softened a little, glancing at Nikki, who was sitting stone-still against the passenger seat, her back straight, and hands in her lap. Her facial expression was zoned out, and her eyes stayed open, barely blinking as she stared out the window.

"Hey," Bobby said, and she blinked once. "You all right?"

At first, Nikki stared, realizing after a few seconds that Bobby was talking to her. She blinked once more before looking over at Bobby, who glanced at her, before directing his eyes back to the road. She made eye contact with him, before looking away, not even answering the questions.

"He's gonna wake up, Nikki," Bobby said, trying to reassuring her with his stern and confident tone. "He will. He's a Mercer. He'll wake up."

"It's been three days, Bobby," Nikki said, voice low. "Three days. It isn't long compared to other people who stay in coma for months, or even years, but three days. And it feels like it's been forever."

"It's because you don't sleep," Bobby said, looking at Nikki, still staring. "Look at me," He instructed, having to say it again because Nikki still refused. "Baby, he's gonna wake up. He didn't die on us. He's gonna wake up."

Nikki blinked, "Bobby-"

"Don't 'Bobby' me, Nikki. I fucking mean it," Bobby said, now looking at her directly in the eyes. "You kept him alive by talking him through it. He's gonna wake up. He's gonna wake up for you, and for me, and for all of us." He looked back at the road, "He will."

Nikki nodded, "Okay."

"He loves us. He'll come back," Bobby said, reassuring himself. Bobby didn't believe in much, but he believed in family. It was all he had to believe in. Especially now after all that had happened, they stuck through it together, as a family. "He wouldn't leave you alone." Nikki closed her eyes, "You just gotta keep strong for him, all right?"

Nikki nodded, "Okay."

"Now, come on," Bobby said, parking the car in the hospital parking lot. "Let's go say hi."

Nikki opened the door, bringing along her duffle bag. She had positioned a sleeping chair for herself for the past three nights. She refused to leave the hospital, but Bobby refused right back. She only took one trip to the house to shower, eat, and bring clothes. Waiting until Nikki was walking next to him, Bobby put an arm around her shoulder, and held her to his side. "It's gonna be all right. I promise you that," He said, as she slowly began to raise her arms to wrap around Bobby.

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"You gonna be all right, here?" Angel asked, Nikki turning around to give him a look. "I know you've been stayin' here for days, no need for sarcastic remarks. But I'm just askin', you gonna be all right?" Nikki nodded.

"Call us if you need us," Jerry said, and Nikki nodded again.

"Don't leave the hospital," Bobby pointed, and Nikki nodded, glaring. She didn't plan on leaving, she just didn't like the way Bobby said it to her.

The three turned around, heading for the door, "Oh." Bobby turned around, and Nikki looked up, "Don't cry anymore; Cracker Jack hates it. Always makes him feel so bad that the fucking fairy starts to cry, too. And we," Bobby looked at Jerry and Angel, "Can't stand it."

Nikki smiled, "Okay." They turned to the door, "Wait." They looked at her, "Don't none of you fuckin' die, all right? I don't want no bullet holes in you when I see you guys again. Don't fucking die. Be careful, and be smart, especially you Bobby. Do not fucking die. Got it straight?" Bobby laughed, "I'm not shittin' you. I mean it," Nikki said, face serious.

Bobby stopped laughing, "Yeah, Nick, alive. We swear."

Nikki laughed, "All right good, because when Jack wakes up, I want him to see all of you." They all nodded, Jerry waving a goodbye, and looking at Jack before he was out of sight at the doorway.

Nikki sighed, watching them leave, and glanced at Jack, hooked up the IV, the sound of the machines the only thing that accompanied her through her nights where she would be half asleep just in case a rustle from Jack's bed would come, in hopes that he was awake. But there he was, eyes closed, still breathing. No change. Not for the past three nights. She watched. She went back to Evelyn's to change, shower, and eat. But other than that her days consisted of waiting.

Nikki stared, and whispered, "You're a Mercer, and Mercer's never give up." She stood up, slowly walking over to Jack, putting his hand in hers, "So wake up for me, please."

All right, since you won't be getting the review reply right away, might as well just put it here.

Blackangle2011: Aw, thanks for your review. I'm glad it actually got to your emotions, I was pretty scared that it wouldn't have that affect that I wanted.
Shariena: Thanks for the review.

donna79: Ah yay, you're back. One of my favorite reviewers for all my stories because you always give me wonderful feedback. Ah yeah, I know I through that aggravating loop with Nikki, but I just had to. It'd be easy, and perfect if it just worked out perfectly. But I will try to hurry it up, promise. Thanks for the review.

Sweet-Romantic: Ah yes, had to let Jack leave. I was in some serious debating to if I should kill off Jack or not, but if I did kill him off, Nikki would pretty much be useless, because of the relationship she has with Jack. But a coma, no dead Jack, which is always good. Thanks for the review.

DaTwistedSisters: I'm glad you liked it, thanks for the review.

A/N: Hope you guys liked the chapter, I have a spot for it just because you get to see how Nikki can't really function at all without Jack by her side. Ah, makes me smile to see that people like this story. Leave the feedback/reviews coming, please. Opinions are a wonderful thing.