A/N: Sorry for the delay everyone. School has really been killing me.

"Chelsea?"

"…Chelsea? Please wake up."

My eyes fluttered open and I found Julia hovering over my body with a very concerned look on her face.

"Oh, thank God! Chelsea!" Julia cried, leaning back a little. "I was so worried, I thought you were in a coma or something."

I blinked a few times, confused. I looked past her at the ceiling, trying to figure out what was going on, but I felt myself zone out.

"Chelsea?" Julia asked. I focused on her face again. "Oh, you look terrible. Mom called for a doctor, he should be here really soon."

I stared at her. A doctor? I started to move but Julia stopped me.

"No! Don't move. Just rest here."

I relaxed again, exhaling.

"Please, say something." Julia said anxiously. "You remember me right?"

I couldn't bring myself to form any words in my mind, but I gave her a slight nod. The movement caused my head to loll around. The room spun for a moment before returning to normal. I blinked a few times again. Black dots spotted my vision.

"Mom!" Julia called in a worried voice.

A few moments later I saw Mirabelle come in. Her and Julia began talking, but I couldn't focus on their conversation, so I zoned them out and tried to figure out what was happening. I realized I was in Julia's room and that my clothes were damp. I shifted my body slightly and pains ran up through my whole body. I gasped slightly. The worst of the pain came from my left hand. Suddenly the events of last night flooded into my mind, causing the black dots to reappear. Once the initial confusion and shock disappeared, I sighed.

"Chelsea?" Mirabelle appeared in my line of vision. "Are you alright? How are you feeling?"

I tried to speak but all that came out was a ragged croak. I winced as my throat stung and tightened.

"Can you not talk?" Julia asked. I shook my head.

There was a loud knock at the front door and Mirabelle turned away from me.

"That must be him!" She said, and rushed out. I looked to Julia to find her holding back tears.

"It'll be okay." She promised, gently resting her hand on my arm. "You'll be okay."

I felt anxious. I had no idea how bad of a condition I was in. The only thing I knew was that I was in pain and couldn't think straight.

Mirabelle and a tall man with black hair entered the room. The man approached me and gave me a look over. He was wearing a white trench coat and carried a briefcase.

"Hello, Chelsea." He greeted. "My name is Dr. Trent."

I nodded since I couldn't reply in any other way. He glanced at Julia.

"Tell me again what happened." He told her. "Slower this time."

Julia cleared her throat and wiped away a few stray tears. "Well…I was sleeping and I heard some noises that didn't really sound like the storm. So I got up and went into the living room and see what was going on. Then I could hear clearly that someone was pounding at the door and screaming. And it was Chelsea…She went unconscious when I opened the door."

"That's all you know?" Dr. Trent seemed displeased. "Do you know what happened to her?"

Julia shook her head, looking guilty. "N-no. I couldn't go out in the storm, and Chelsea wasn't awake. And now she can't talk."

Dr. Trent looked back to me, tapping his chin. "Go to where she lives, maybe something happened there. Is that correct, miss?"

I nodded urgently, frowning.

Julia bolted out the door. The front door slammed, causing Mirabelle to start and mutter to herself. Dr. Trent began looking me over and asking questions like "Does this hurt?" or if I was experiencing any internal pain. He started applying some sort of cream on random places of my body. When he touched my cheek I winced and cried out. My throat felt like it was ripping when I did.

"Sorry," Dr. Trent said tenderly. "You have quite a cut here. It's the worst out of them all."

I nodded. I had so many questions about my condition. Was it bad? Would I scar? Was my wrist broken? Bur for some reason, Dr. Trent didn't explain anything to me. He looked very concerned though.

That made me nervous.

We heard the front door fly open and slam again. Julia brust through the door, looking terrified.

"Oh! Chelsea your…oh my gosh, I can't believe you're alive…I-her…Chelsea…-" She was out of breathe and talking way to fast.

"Julia!" Mirabelle stopped her. "Please, calm down. What is it? What happened?"

Julia took a deep breath and wiped her tears away. "Chelsea's house is ruined. A tree crashed into it. The whole thing is destroyed…only a few walls are still standing."

Mirabelle gasped, looking very worried. "Oh my…that's terrible. Thank God you're alive Chelsea…Oh my…."

Dr. Trent nodded slowly, looking surprised. "Then Chelsea here is very lucky. Considering what happened, she is in good condition." He turned to me again. "You're body is in a state of shock, as to be expected. You're covered in cuts and scraped and have a few minor fractures in yours ribs and a slightly worse fracture in your wrist. I haven't finished examining you yet, but I'm sure there isn't much more the find. Open your mouth please."

I obeyed and he pulled out a small sliver flashlight out of his pocket and peered into it. After a moment, he pulled back, clicking the flashlight.

"You're throat is raw and inflamed. Most likely from your screaming and such. You also may be getting sick from the rain." As he said the last part, he stuck a thermometer under my tongue.

He started to pulled out some other things from his briefcase and laying them on the bed near my feet.

Julia sighed sadly. "Oh, no. I hope you're not sick. That'd make everything so much worse… ."

Dr. Trent began to reply when the thermometer beeped. He removed it and studied it. "Hmm…seems like you're running a high fever."

"How high?" Mirabelle asked."

"100.4." He replied. "It may continue to rise too… ."

"What do you think it is?"

"Probably a reaction from the rain and trauma her body went through. It shouldn't be worse than a bad cold, if that. But if her temperature rises over 104...then we can worry. I may have to take her to city then. Right now though, we'll just try to cool her down. Please, could you bring me a cool rag?"

Mirabelle nodded and hurried out.

"I'm going to wrap some of your wounds and your wrist, so you may experience some discomfort."

I nodded as Mirabelle came back and placed the rag on my forehead. I sighed and closed my eyes.

….

When I opened my eyes, the room was darker and empty. I reached up and removed the rag from my face. It was warm and damp. I placed it on the pillow for now and decided I wanted to sit up. I managed to prop myself up on my right arm. After a wave of dizziness, I touched the first-aid bandage on my left wrist gingerly. It felt tight and really sore. I noticed some bruising creeping from under the bandage.

As I laid back on the bed the door opened and some light spilled in. Julia entered, holding a bowl and a glass. She seemed surprised and delighted to see that I was awake.

"Chelsea." She smiled. "I'm glad you're awake."

I managed to speak, but my voice was very quiet and sounded absolutely terrible. "Me too."

She sat down in a chair that had been pulled up next to the bed and put the bowl on the floor. "And you can talk now! That's great. Here, drink this."

She handed me the glass of water. I sat up again and drank some.

"If you can, could you explain what happened last night? Like… ." She trailed off, not sure how to say something.

"It's okay." I croaked. "I'll try to explain."

After I did, she slumped back into her chair. "Gosh… ."

"Did you see if my animals were alright?" I asked her.

"Yeah. Mom and I went with Gannon to see how bad the damage actually was. They were fine, but your house…not so much. It'll have to be rebuilt completely… ."

I looked down. "How am I going to afford that…? And all the new supplies? This is bad… ."

"Don't worry." She assured me. "The whole town is chipping in to pay for everything, and Gannon lowered the price to the absolute minimum."

I gaped at her. "No way…that's so nice."

"Anything for our beloved rancher." She told me, grinning. "We're even going to continue to harvest your field and take care of your animals until you're all healed up."

"Wow… ."I felt the tears coming. "I…I don't know what to say."

"You don't have to say anything, Chelsea." She reached over me and grabbed the rag. She bent down and wet it with the water in the bowl and rung it out. "We're all glad to help you. After all. You've help us all so much."

"Wait, the whole town knows what happened?"

She put the rag on her knee for a moment and reached into her pocket, retrieving an thermometer. She put it in my mouth, nodding. "Yeah, word spread fast. Everyone was shocked and really worried. Even Sabrina seemed concerned. That's saying something."

I nodded, a little confused. Why would Sabrina care?

The thermometer beeped and Julia looked at it.

"Oh… ." She leaned back.

"What?" I choked.

"102.2." She reported. "Good thing Dr. Trent is near by. He's at the Inn for now. How do you feel anyway?"

"Sore." I said. "And hot. And sick. Not good, basically."

"Thought so." She sighed. "You better get some more rest. Dr. Trent said so."

I nodded, and she got up and went to the door.

"If you need anything, yell." She paused. "Oh wait, don't do that. Uh, here, be right back."

She left and returned a moment later with a cow bell. "Just ring this."

I grinned and I took the bell from her.

"Okay, goodnight." She left the door slightly open when she left.

I put the bell next to me and sighed. I couldn't shake the feeling that I was forgetting something, but I couldn't think of it. I decided to think about it later and closed my eyes to go back to sleep.

A/N: Sorry if this was boring lol. I felt like I had to write about Chelsea's condition though, and about everything that was going on. I hope you liked it either way.

So I'm think about ending this FanFic here soon. I feel like I'm losing readers as it gets longer and longer. Is that the case? I don't know. I hope not, but I know it probably is. That's okay though, I guess. It happens. Anyway, let me know what you think on the issue please!

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P.S: I wont be updating again until school gets out, which is around the middle of June for me. And I may not be able to even then. It could be well over a month this time :( Sorry everyone, please stay with me though! I love you all!