Author's Note: I am soooo sorry that it took so long for me to update! I had a huge project due last week and I had to finish it and plus I had a little bit of writer's block. (Oh, the horror!)

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As Kendall lay in bed that night, he thought about what had happened that day. No less than 15 minutes after he had called Logan, his friends and family had arrived at the hospital. By that time the news had fully sunk in. Kendall was sure that he was grinning like an idiot but he didn't care.

The doctor told them that Anya's condition had drastically improved over the past few hours and she was now stable. They'd even been able to take the device that helped her breathe out of her nose, but she still had to be attached to the IV and the heart monitor.

They had each gone in, one at a time, to visit with Anya. Except for Kendall—Anya had wanted him to stay with her the whole time, so he did.

Logan had been fascinated with all of the medical equipment. He had spent the entire time he was in there explaining what each machine and gadget that Anya was hooked up to did, which Anya had found amusing.

Carlos had wanted to play with Anya, but that was difficult since she still couldn't get out of bed. So Carlos had instead planned out each and every thing that that they were going to do together as soon as Anya was released from the hospital.

The entire time that James had been in the room, he'd been distracted by the pretty young nurse that was looking at all of the monitors surrounding Anya. He did try to ignore her and focus on Anya, but it was hard.

And Katie had brought Anne of Windy Poplars, the fourth book of the Anne of Green Gables series, which Anya had been reading before the accident. Katie had then started discussing the series with Anya, even though she absolutely hated it.

Anya had seemed surprised that all of these people cared about her so much. It was the sweetest thing, but heartbreaking at the same time. It was as if Anya had expected them to just abandon her or something.

And no matter what Kendall said, Anya didn't believe that he would come back tomorrow.

Kendall felt so bad...he wished that he hadn't had to go. He would have stayed he whole night if they'd let him.

Tomorrow he'd show Anya that he always kept his promises. Maybe he should also get her a get well soon present...

Present.

Hockey pucks. Katie's birthday had been, what, a month ago? And Kendall had never given her the gift he'd gotten her. Come to think of it, they'd never celebrated her birthday.

And Katie hadn't said anything about it.

Kendall awoke the next morning to the sound of his alarm clock blaring. He quickly got up and got ready for the day. He wanted to be at the hospital early so that he would be there as soon as visiting hours began.

Kendall went out in the common area of the apartment to find Katie sitting at the table.

"Hey, Baby Sister," he said.

"Hey, Big Brother," Katie replied.

"I just remembered last night that we forgot about your birthday," Kendall said.

A look of surprise came on to Katie's face. "Oh yeah. I forgot about that."

"So when this is all over we'll have to celebrate, ok?" Kendall said.

"Sounds good," said Katie with a grin.

Kendall arrived at the hospital ten minutes before 8 o'clock, when visiting hours began. He went straight to the waiting room of the wing that Anya was in.

"I don't suppose it's possible for me to see Anya a bit early?" he asked the receptionist, who had come to know him in the past 3 weeks that he'd practically spent at the hospital.

She gave him a sympathetic smile. "I'm sorry. I'll get in trouble if I let you in early," she said.

Kendall nodded. "I understand," he said and went to sit in one of the waiting room chairs to wait.

Kendall picked up a magazine and tried to read it, but his eyes kept straying to the clock. The minutes seemed to tick by so slowly.

After what seemed like an eternity, the minute hand finally reached the 12 on the clock. Kendall tossed his magazine on the table along with the other ones and went to Anya's room, smiling at the receptionist as he passed her.

Kendall tapped on the door to Anya's room before pushing the door open.

"Hey, Anya," he said, seeing that she was awake.

Anya's head jerked up and she looked at Kendall with a look of disbelief.

"You came," she said quietly, almost like she was afraid that he would disappear at any second.

"Of course I came," Kendall said, "I promised, remember?"

"Wayne never came," Anya whispered, looking away.

But not before Kendall saw the tears gathering in her eyes.

"Hey," Kendall said softly, trying to catch her eye, "That chapter of your life is over. You're safe now. You never have to see him again. You don't even have to think about him if you don't want to."

"He used to hit me so much..." Anya whispered, on the verge of tears, "He would come home, so drunk he could hardly stand, and he would hit me, over and over again..." the tears spilled onto her face and began to stream down her cheeks, "Then they would lock me in the closet. That wasn't so bad because it meant that they weren't hitting me. But then they would just forget about me...they would leave me in there for days and days and days..." Anya could no longer speak for the sobs that escaped her throat.

"Come here," he said, taking her in his arms, careful not to dislodge the wires that monitored her vital signs.

Kendall held Anya in his arms as she sobbed, thinking about how much he hated seeing her like this. He hated what had happened to her. It just wasn't fair.

"None of that will ever happen to you again, Anya. Nobody will ever hit you, or punch you, or slap you, or lock you away or anything ever again."

After a few moments, Kendall pulled away.

"They didn't ever...you know...sexually abuse you?" Kendall asked.

Anya quickly shook her head. "Never. They just hit me and-and locked me away..."

"Thank God," Kendall whispered as he held Anya close.

Author's Note: So did anybody see Big Time Prom King? Oh my God it was hilarious! Logan and James won prom King and Queen! Funny thing is I totally called that! James doesn't make as good of a girl as Logan does, though...or as Kendall, for that matter...