A/N I just want to say I'm so sorry for waiting this long to update, but I'M BACK BABY! Exams are over, and I finish college on Friday. Do you know what that means? I am a free agent, which means more regular updates, which makes me happy and my wonderful readers happy. Really hope this chapter is worth the wait, and that more importantly, you are all still with me, because I would be lost without you all. Enjoy.

JASON'S POV

I didn't see the car until it was too late. I felt my whole body crumble as the car smashed into me. This was it. I was going to die. I could hear Hannah screaming, and I knew I was never going to see her again, feel her touch, her lips against mine, to tell her I how much I love, get married, kids, the whole package. I can it fell it all slipping away.

"Fuck!" I shouted as I woke with a start. I started coughing as just breathing was hurting me. I wiped my forehead and felt the layer of sweat that covered it. I painfully pulled myself out of the hospital bed and hobbled to the toilet to splash some cold water on my face from the sink. I looked at my reflection. I looked like hell. Scars and bruises littered my whole body, along with a bright blue leg cast and sling on my right arm. Bugger, that's my good arm. It's a wonder Hannah still loved me. I smiled as I let those words sink in. She still loves me. I can't let her go again. I hobbled back.

"Why are you out of bed?" a small voice asked. I looked around at the source of the voice, and it was Hannah.

"Shit Han! You scared me" I gasped. She folded her arms.

"I guess we're on track to getting even then aren't we, and Mr Done, you didn't answer my question" she glared at me, sitting on the bed

"I was hot, and I needed to splash some water on my face" I shrugged. It was half true. She didn't need to know I'd had a nightmare, she was worrying enough about me already. "Anyway, what you mean, on track to getting even?"

"Do you have ANY idea how much you scared me? Seeing your lifeless body, being held back by paramedics, not knowing if you're alive or dead, why the FUCK did you get yourself run over? Fucking dumbass!" She started hitting me.

"OW, OW, Hannah, stop" I pleaded. She ceased, before starting to cry. "Hey, come here" I muttered, pulling her into my arms, placing a kiss on her hair, as she shook in my arms.

"I'm here now, and I am not going anwhere, you can count on that" I whispered.

"Damn right" another voice said. I glanced up, and saw Lucy walking towards us. I smiled weakly at her and she glared at me as well.

"You, my friend, are a stupid bastard. What were you thinking, getting yourself run over?"

"I'll let you know the next time - OW!" I yelped as she slapped me full force on the face.

"Don't you EVER make a joke about that again, do you hear me Jason?" she yelled. I held my hands up in surrender.

"I promise. Scout's honour." At that point, the doctor came in.

"Morning. We just want to run some tests and then we are going to discharge you. I'm guessing these lovely young ladies are going to be taking you home." He glanced at Lucy and Hannah and they nodded.

"I am. I'm going to be living with him until he gets back on his feet" Hannah stated.

"Well, you are welcome to stay. The tests are routine, nothing more, nothing less" he replied.

"I have to let you know Doc, I'm not a fan of being poked" I joked. A few hours later, after being prodded, poked, stabbed, god knows what, in places I didn't know existed, I was finally allowed to go.

"I am going to give you some instructions though, Jason. You must get 6 weeks worth of bed rest, and you are not allowed to do any extreme physical or strenuous activity at all. You also have to take these twice a day" he ordered, holding up a white tub. I raised my eyebrow. "Very strong painkillers" he clarified. He handed me my crutches. I let Hannah pull me up so I could balance myself. I felt myself slipping and groaned when Hannah grabbed me, but accidentally grabbed my sling arm. She apologised, kissing my head. I don't know how we made it to her car, but by some miracle we did.

"What's up Jason?" she asked.

"Nothing" I replied, trying to shrug me off. She reached for my hand and squeezed it.

"There's something, I can see it" she said.

"It's just, I know how to close to death I was Hannah. How close I was to losing you, everything. I only just got you back. I can't lose you again" I whispered the last part. She gave my hand another squeeze put it to her lips and kissed it softly.

"Not going to happen" she murmured. We arrived back home. The best thing, when we had our massive fight, she never actually moved any of her stuff out. She unpacked the boot and brought all the stuff in. She got me settled in bed and put Frozen on, but something tells me this was more for her than me. It felt comforting to have her this close to me again, to feel her warmth. It was definitely something I had missed.

"Hannah" I said slowly. She turned to face me, and I brushed my lips against hers. It took her a second, but when she pushed her lips back against mine quite forcefully, and deepened the kiss, I knew the spark was still very much there. I groaned into her mouth, and pulled a face when she pulled away. She gave me a knowing look when I tried to play innocent.

"Don't pull that on me Jason Done. The doctor said no physical or strenuous activity, and that includes what you are thinking"

"I'm sure it doesn't" I protested, leaning back in. She pressed a hand to my chest and shook her head firmly.

"No" she whispered. I chuckled and kissed her hair as she snuggled into me to carry on watching the film. It's good to be home.