Hi peeperoni's. Get it? Like, pepperoni? Get it? Oh forget it. :/ Well, I got alot of good reviews about Nicci, so she shall stay. :) *crowd starts screaming and cheering* Well, what are you doing still reading this! Get to the story!


Scott's POV

She smiled at me. "And who is this girl exactly?" She asked.

I smiled right back. "She has very long brown hair, glasses, freckles, and blue-green eyes. (A/N Forgot her eye color) She's also very sweet and caring." She blushed and looked down.

Later at the Hospital

Olivia's POV

I woke up in a hospital room with all sorts of machines around me, beeping and buzzing and all that. One was obviously a heart monitor. I then calmly looked around, hopeing that Avery and Wen were in the room with me. They weren't. I looked around. I sighed.

What felt like hours passed, were actually just minutes, but finally Mo came into the room.

"Mo!" I said, glad to have some company.

"Olivia! Your awake! Wen will be so happy!" She said, running to sit down next to me.

"Wen's ok?" I said, breathing a sigh of relife that my husband was ok.

"Yep. He's been awake for a few hours." She said.

"What are my injurys?" I asked.

"A piece of glass from the window cut a pretty deep cut in your stomach, so the doctors had to do emergancy surgery on you. But they said you would be ok, and you are!" She gave me a gentle hug, but even at that I felt a horrible pain in my stomach. Of course, it was NOWHERE near labor pains though...

"Ow!" I said, gently pushing Mo away.

"Sorry."

"Avery..." Was all I said, I was so worried that she wouldn't make it. She was so young, I'm lucky though that it was me in the drivers seat instead of my husband or Avery.

"She'll be just fine. Amanda said that she had 3 broken ribs, a broken leg, a sprained wrist and she had some internal bleeding when she got here, but they took care of that in surgery. Right now she's in a coma. But they think she'll wake up soon. Of course, not as soon as you or Wen did, but sometime durring the week." She said, taking my hand in hers and patted it. (A/N Not to be taken in a lesbo manor! Mo and Olivia are best friends, and that is a best friend move! Like, when your friend is comftorting you from like, a bad break-up or your in the hospital, she will take your hand and pat it, that's what Mo did with Olivia.)

"I want to see her." I said, trying to get up.

"Oh, no you don't." She shoved me back down.

"But-"

"No buts. Now, the only 'but' I want from you is your butt in that bed." She pointed to the bed I was on. "Now, I will tell the doctors, then tell Wen he doen't need to have a heart attack." She smiled and walked out.

Wen's POV

I sighed. Mo went to check on Olivia, Scott's still out, Charlie took all my kids and his to get something for them to eat considering Scott dichted getting food, and Stella went home to put Jayson down for his nap. I was alone. I hated being alone.

"Hey, Wen. I have amazing news!" Mo said as she walked into my hospital room.

"I don't want to hear about the new episode of Days of Our Lives, Mo." Mo loved that show. I hated it. Olivia hated it. Charlie wasn't a huge fan of it, but he watched it every now-and-then, Scott liked it, but he wasn't as into it as Mo was he would watch a episode that he thought would be good. Stella said if she ever watched it when she was around, she would tear their satellite down with her bare hands. That's how much Stella hated that show.

"Theres a new episode of Days of Our Lives! I didn't know! Anyways no, Olivia's awake!" She smiled so big I thought her eyes would pop out of her head.

"No way! She's awake!" I sat up.

"Yeah, she's in the ICU. Doctors with her now. When your better, he said you could go see her."

"You know what, I'm feeling a lot better now. I think I can go see her." I started to get up.

"I'm not stupid, Wendell. In fact, I'm very smart. I could have done anything with my life, but I choose to play bass in a band, and be the owner of a music shop." She said, using my first name which I couldn't stand. I then heard a knock at my door. I looked up and saw my dad, step-mom, who I now loved, and, well this a pleasent, note sarcassum, surprise, my mother. My true mother. Jaycee Andrea Pickler. Yes, I know my mothers full name. And now you know why I kinda picked Jaycee to be Rebekka's middle name. But then I remembered, I didn't like my mother so much anymore.

My mother had ginger hair, like mine, she also had freckles splashed all over her face, she had blue eyes, unlike mine, which were brown like my fathers.

"Hey Dad, Sydney... Mom." I said 'Mom' through clenched teeth. Of all times, she had to choose now to come see me? Seriously!

"Hello Wen. How are you feeling sweetie?" Sydney said, coming over and taking my hand in her's. She treated me like a son, even though she now has a teenage daughter with my dad. Her name was Taylor. Taylor had brown hair, brown eyes, pale skin with little freckles. It was strange, because Taylor was just a year older than my daughters. And my daughters were sophmores, so they were school mates.

"I'm fine, thanks." I said, smiling, completly ignoring my mother.

"Exuse me, he's my son. How are you, Wendell?" My birth mother said. It was obvious she did not like Sydney.

"Just peachy. And please, do not call me Wendell. Call me Wen." I said, looking at Sydney instead of her.

"Sorry, baby."

"You lost all right to call him baby, Jaycee." My father said.

"He's still my son." She said.

"Bye." Mo said right before leaving. Lucky. At least she could leave. I had to stay.

"You were never there for him! Last time you were, was when we brought Georgie home! And you left just a few months after that!" Dad said, angry. As if on a very bad timed cue, Rebekka walked in.

"Hey, dad, I thought I'd come see- is this a bad time?" She said as she saw the argument between my mother and father.

"Who are you?" My mom said bitterly. Nobody talks to my daughter like that, but before I could say anything, Bekka's temper got the best of her.

"I just so happen to be his daughter. And I don't want any bratty lady in here, making him stress out. He's under enough stress as it is, so I would suggest you walk out of here, before I kick you out. Or, to be more spicific, wheeled out of here." She said, crossing her arms. This was going to get really ugly, real fast.


Well, what did you think? Like his mom? I don't, but I didn't want her to be sweet all the time. Just to Wen basicly. There won't be any Georgie/Jaycee moments in here, well, maybe, but not alot. Well, tell me what you think. Yay! Olivia's awake! And uh-oh, what do you think Wen's mom will say to Bekka's comment? But, I like Bekka's attitude toward her. I would probably act the same way. Well, review. And vote on my new poll, please :)