A/N: Hey, guys! This is just another Keith/Natalie scene. Again, I'm not really sure why I didn't post it, most likely it was because I couldn't find a good place to put it in the story without it seeming really random. I think it was suppose to go somewhere when Keith was still in the hospital recovering from pneumonia. Hope you enjoy it regardless and thanks again for the reviews!

Deleted Scene #14

"Hey, partner," said Keith, with a huge grin on his face, as Natalie walked into his small hospital room. "Finally. I thought you were never going to get here!" His voice was still hoarse from his coughing, but it was steadily getting better. He still had a slight fever, but it wasn't anything to be concerned about.

"Hey, sweetie," she said, walking over to him and kissing him on the cheek, before grabbing a chair and pulling it close next to his bed. "What have you been up to?"

He shrugged. "Nothing, just watching T.V. I'm really bored." He changed his position a little so he could see her better. "But now you're here," he said happily, his eyes shining.

"Cynthia wanted to come see you, but Mom and Dad wouldn't let her."

"Why not?" asked Keith.

"They think she's been annoying you," laughed Natalie.

He shook his head. "Na, she's entertaining. Plus, I'm getting really good at coloring Hannah Montana pictures."

Natalie laughed again, just as a Rachel walked in. "How are you feeling today, Keith?" she asked as she grabbed his file and began reading it.

"Fine," he responded, looking like he was dreading something.

"Do we still have to do chemo today?" he asked. Natalie shook her head; she couldn't believe that she had forgotten that this was the normal day for him to get his chemo treatment.

"Sorry," frowned Rachel. "When's the last time you ate something?" she asked, glancing up from the file and to him.

"I dunno…"

"Have you had lunch today?" Keith shook his head. "You're going to have to eat something; you know that it's not good to get chemo on an empty stomach."

"I know, but I'm not really that hungry…"

"Well, how about you try and eat something?"

"All right," sighed Keith.

"What would you like?" asked Rachel, glancing at him expectantly.

"Um, just whatever."

"How about I bring you back a surprise?" she said, trying to make eating more exciting.

"Okay," said Keith, a small smile gracing his face.

Once Rachel exited the room, Natalie turned to him and said, "I forgot, chemo today."

Keith rested his head on the back of his bed. "Yeah," he said dejectedly. "I don't want to," he whined.

Natalie grabbed his hand. "I know, but I'll be here."

He smiled at this, but before he could say something, Rachel was already walking back in with a tray of food. "That was fast," said Keith, sitting up straighter as Rachel placed his food on a tray in front of Keith. "This is a lot of food," he commented as he grabbed a fork.

"You don't have to eat it all, just try and eat at least some, okay?"

He opened a cup of red Jell-O and took a small spoonful. "I know, I know," he mumbled.

"I'll be back in about a half hour to start your chemo."

"K," said Keith as he took another bite of his Jell-O.

Natalie watched Keith as he slowly ate his Jell-O and once he was done, he took a small bite of what looked like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. "I really miss your mom's cooking," he said.

Natalie laughed, before saying, "She would love to hear you say that."

"I guess she's spoiled me," he said, giving her a lopsided grin, before taking another bite of his sandwich.

"She wouldn't want it any other way."

A half hour later, Rachel took Keith's almost empty food tray away, before setting up his chemo drip. Once Rachel left, Keith laid his head back against his hospital bed and got comfortable. It wasn't until a few minutes later, when he turned to look over at Natalie that he noticed she was staring at him.

"What?" he asked.

Natalie made a half-shrug with her shoulders, and looked a little hesitant before speaking, "Does it hurt?"

Keith gave her a confused look. "What?"

"The chemo?" He continued to look confused. "When you're getting it, I mean. Like right now," she asked..

"Na," he shook his head, his confusion gone. "Not really, no. Only one time, when I was first going through chemo, the needle got loose when I was sleeping and it burned my skin."

"The chemo burned you?" she asked, shivering. She couldn't image how strong the drug must be to burn the skin.

"Yeah."

Natalie was silent for a while before she whispered, "I just can't imagine."

"Imagine what?" he asked.

"Going through what you're going through. I mean, you've been dealing with this for," Natalie stopped, she couldn't recall him ever telling her how old he had been when he had been diagnosed.

Keith looked a little uncomfortable at her statement, but then added, "Since I was sixteen."

"Three years," she continued. "I just—you've got to be a really strong person to do that."

Keith looked even more uncomfortable, and a blush was rising on his cheeks when he said, "I wouldn't say I'm strong."

"But, you are," she stated seriously. "You really are."

"I wouldn't say that," he mumbled again, playing with his sheet.

"Why?"

"'Cause, I don't think I've been that strong, honestly."

"Why would you say that?"

He looked up at her for a few seconds, but then averted his gaze to his lap. "That's just…show. I mean…this—it's a lot more emotionally draining and difficult than I make it seem."

Natalie grabbed his hand and softly fan her fingers up and down the back of it. "Well, I still think you're strong, wonderful, and amazing,"

Keith cracked a smile, before leaning forward so their foreheads were touching, and instead of replying to her comments he just said, "You're mine."

"I'm yours," she whispered.

A/N: Just so you guys know, for some reason all of my page beaks have disappeared (in all my stories), so if you noticed that any previous deleted scenes don't have them, I am going to try and fix them soon (probably once I'm done with school in a few weeks). Thanks for reading!