A/N: Happy belated Thanksgiving!

And to Jessicaaa – I usually just update when I finish writing a chapter. There isn't really a set schedule or anything :)

This chapter is FILLER! It's short, pointless, and NOTHING HAPPENS. I really only wrote it for the author's note at the end to shamelessly promote myself. So I don't expect you to review.

I liked Ad3n's idea of posting the Thanksgiving dinner on Thanksgiving, but then everything got hectic, so here it is a day later. Happy Black Friday!

Also, I know that I mentioned Justin once in the first like, paragraph of Jock Gets the Girl, and never even touched Max, so let's pretend they're both gone for the holidays haha

Enjoy!

After a couple hours of random chit-chat, Alex had been settled into her seat by Mitchie's bed. In between comfortable silences, Alex would think of some tidbit of information about a random classmate of theirs. Mitchie enjoyed having Alex around because even their silences were comfortable.

Alex had just finished telling Mitchie about the time Jeremy almost made the entire chemistry classroom explode during a science-related mishap when they heard a knock on the door. The cheerleader got up to answer it, and both Connie and Theresa entered, carrying two big boxes.

"Okay, girls. I've got the food and Connie brought a microwave." Theresa smiled. She put the box containing the feast down on a table along the wall to Mitchie's right and turned to walk over to the bed.

"Hey, Mitchie." She said warmly as she leaned over and gently hugged the girl.

"Hey...T're...s-sa." Mitchie was excited to see everyone.

About a minute later, Steve and Jerry entered, Steve holding 4 fold-up chairs and Jerry with a small, collapsible table and another chair.

"All right. Jerry and I will get the table and everything ready and then we can eat!" Steve announced.

45 minutes later, the food was heated, a table was placed strategically at Mitchie's bedside, with Mitchie and Steve at both heads, Alex and Connie on one side, and Theresa and Jerry at the other, facing them. Everyone was laughing and eating, when the sound of the hospital room door opened.

"Oh, sorry to interrupt." Doctor Schwartz pardoned himself.

"Don't worry about it." Theresa shrugged happily, "Is everything all right?"

"Yes, I just wanted to get a quick reading of Mitchie's charts." He walked over to the few machines on Mitchie's left, took note of their displays, and then walked over to the machine that controlled Mitchie's feeding tube.

"W-what...chya...doin'" Mitchie asked.

"Well, I'm hesitant to have you eat any solid food yet, but everyone should be able to feel full on Thanksgiving, so I'm upping your intake for a bit. That way, you'll feel a little more full, just like everyone else will." He smiled.

"Gee...th-than...ks..." Mitchie smiled sarcastially. Everyone let out a small chuckle.

"I'll have a nurse come in to turn the levels back down in an hour or so. Have a great holiday, everyone." Schwartz said.

"Thanks, Doc." Steve called to him. The door closed, and everyone went back to their meals.

With the final bite reaching Jerry's mouth, everyone let out tired sighs and dropped their eating utensils to their plates.

"Oh, that was good. I wish I had room for more." Jerry groaned.

"You doing okay there?" Alex asked Mitchie as she patted her shoulder.

"Y-yeah...I'm...g-goo...d." Mitchie nodded with a smile, "Th-than...ks...ev...'ry...one f-for...c-com...ming to...cel...eb-brate w-with...me...I-t real...ly m-mea...ns a l-lo...t."

"Aw, we wouldn't miss it for the world." Theresa cooed.

"Yeah, I'm sure something we're all thankful for this year is you, Mitchie – that you're here with us after everything that's happened." Jerry jumped in.

"I l-lo...ve...you...g-guys."

"We love you too, Mitch." Alex's smile was mixed with happiness and a touch of sorrow. She knew that without Mitchie's memory, saying "I love you." did not mean what it had before.

"Well, it's getting a bit late and Theresa and I wanted to get to the mall for some Black Friday shopping tomorrow. We should head home." Jerry said, looking at his watch, "Alex, are you gonna stay here for a while longer?" He asked his daughter.

"Yeah, I told Mitchie we could out a bit tonight." Alex nodded.

Jerry and Theresa said their "good nights" to Alex and hugged Mitchie before leaving the room.

"...M-mo...m? D-dad?...Is...it al-lright...if...A-'lex and...I ha...ve a...few...m-min...nutes...al-lo...ne?"

"Oh, uh sure." Steve sounded a bit surprised. Mitchie had always loved hanging out after dinner during the holidays. He understood, though. This was a different situation.

"Of course you can, honey." Connie was secretly relieved. As much as she'd have liked to be with Mitchie, she and Theresa had been on their feet, cooking all day, so the idea of getting to bed early was exciting.

"We'll see you in the morning." Steve kissed Mitchie on the top of the head, "Bye Alex." He gave the girl a one-armed hug around the shoulder and Connie followed suit.

And with that, the door closed and only Mitchie and Alex were left in the room.

"S-so, you...said...th-there...were...m-m...ore...ph...ot...os." Mitchie prompted.

"I sure did." Alex smiled. She walked over to her tote bag that she slipped under Mitchie's bed and took out her laptop as she pulled up a chair and rested her computer on Mitchie's lap.

"These are all pictures I never got to posting anywhere." Alex said as she double-clicked a folder labeled as "Us." Mitchie smirked slightly at the name.

Dozens of photos opened up, and Alex scrolled through them to find a group of pictures from their Junior year prom, from their summer, and from the first weeks of Senior year.

Mitchie's eyes caught sight of a video file in the corner of the screen that seemed to be named "Dancing".

"W-wha...t's...the...d-dan...cing...vid...deo?"

"Oh, you don't want to watch that. It's really embarrassing."

"C-c'mon..." Mitchie pushed.

"Fine, but you better not tell anyone." Alex joked. She double-clicked the file, and up popped a clip of her in a shiny, sequined shirt and black headband, while Mitchie was wearing light blue sunglasses and a light shirt.

The two girls just talked to the camera for a bit and then all of a sudden, various songs began playing and the girls danced around with each other for what seemed like the whole night.

"W-wo...ow...we...'re d-dor...ks." A weak chuckle came from the soccer player.

"Yes, but we we're dorks together." Alex assured her.

"L-lis...ten, A...'lex...I'm...sor-ry th-tha...t...ev...'ryth-thi...ng's...all...mess..sed up...I-I'm gon...na t-try...m-my hard...dest t-to...g-get...it...all...b-back." Mitchie stated sadly.

"Don't overwork yourself, and don't feel bad, okay? I better get home because my parents are gonna need me to be assertive at the mall tomorrow. Once there's some free time, I'll stop by, okay?" Alex closed the laptop and put it back in her bag.

"Y-yeah...I-I'll...s-see you...soo...n." Mitchie was already getting tired again.

"Goodnight, Mitchie." Alex pressed her lips to Mitchie's forehead and shuffled out the door with her bag slung over her shoulder.

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