AN: Thank you for the kind reviews; in this chapter Danny's mother has been rushed to hospital, I'm not going to say anymore, please read to find out. It will be from Sandy's PoV, read and review please, it would be greatly appreciated, Greasergirl97 x

Confused and Worried

After feeling so down yesterday, I decided that I would tell Danny how I was feeling. Part of me knew that if I explained what it feels like to be almost humiliated then it wouldn't be so bad.

I sat in my bed for a while; I just felt deflated, even though I was super confident the other day I just felt like it was all for nothing.

Part of me was worried that Patty would try something else; for some reason she just doesn't want to give up.

I honestly don't know how much longer I can deal with it all; I just want to do something to get her to back off once and for all.

I got out of bed and looked in the mirror; I tried to look happy, but I just couldn't bring myself to smile, even when I tried it didn't reach my eyes.

I got dressed, I wanted to be comfortable; I decided on a pale yellow dress, I paired it with my favourite pair of white shoes.

I went downstairs, my mother was in the kitchen; she smiled at me and handed me my breakfast. I thanked her and explained that I was going over to see Danny.

I made my way over to Danny's house, he was standing outside. I made my way over towards him I noticed that he looked worried.

I reached where he was standing; I couldn't really tell what was wrong, so I decided to ask.

"Danny, are you alright?"

He looked at me and smiled softly; hopefully everything was ok.

"Sandy, my mom went to the hospital; my dad took her there in his car"

I hugged him; hopefully she would be alright. I smiled softly and looked at him.

"Is she ok? Is there anything I can do?"

He looked at me and smiled.

"Babe, you being here is enough; hopefully it's nothing too serious; I just the thought of something bad happening to my mom"

He took my hand and he led me to the porch swing. We sat down and we waited to hear from his father.

I looked at him and I smiled; I knew there was nothing that I could do for him. Deep down I wanted to tell him, however with everything that was going on I couldn't bring myself to tell him about yesterday. He had too much going on already.

There was a slight chill in the air, so we decided to head inside. We sat down on the couch, Danny kept looking at the phone; almost like he was wishing for it to ring.

I placed my hand on his; I reassured him that everything was going to be ok. He smiled at me.

"I know it will be ok; I just can't help but feel like something bad is going to happen"

I hugged him; I hate seeing him like this. I can't tell him how I'm feeling now, it wouldn't be right to tell him.

We talked for a while and then the phone rang; Danny got up and answered it.

"Hey dad, is mom alright?"

I couldn't hear the answer; I closed my eyes and began to think positively.

"What did the doctor say?"

I could hear panic in his voice; I hope his mother is alright.

"It's great that she's going to be ok, oh yeah; actually I'm not alone, Sandy came over. Can you call me once she's out of surgery?"

Surgery? Oh no I really hope it's not serious. Danny came back into the living room.

"My mom is going to be ok; she just needs her appendix removed, apparently it was on the verge of bursting, so they are removing it"

I sighed; thankfully she's in good hands, I placed on my hand on his again and smiled softly.

"Danny she's going to be alright; we can get her some things to make her feel better"

He looked at me and smiled.

"What kind of things?"

I smiled.

"I've had to do this before, when we lived in Australia my father got into a minor car accident, he spent some time in hospital"

He smiled again.

"Babe you're so thoughtful, so what kind of things should we get her?"

I thought of a few things; I tried to think of something that she would like.

"We can get her some fruit, or some magazines, or both, my father loved the fruit that we brought him when he was recovering"

Danny nodded in agreement; he explained that his mom loved reading magazines.

We left his house and went to pick up the magazines from a local corner store. I kept looking over at Danny. I knew he was trying to be brave and not show how he was really feeling.

I didn't want to push him; I figured it was best to let him tell me in his own time. We got back to his place, his father was waiting for us.

"Hey kids, you're mom is out of surgery; I didn't want to tell you on the phone, she's going to be in hospital for a few days. They want to keep an eye on her; I also came home to get a few things"

Danny handed the magazines to his father; he smiled.

"Sandy came up with the idea to get mom something"

His father looked at me; I couldn't tell what he was thinking, until he smiled.

"Thank you Sandy, Diane is going to have so much fun reading these, it will take her mind off everything that is going on"

I smiled; I hugged Mr Zuko and told him to give Mrs Zuko my best, and I also asked him to tell her I wished her a safe recovery.

He thanked us and left to go back to the hospital. Danny and I spent the rest of the afternoon out on the porch swing, watching the clouds go by.

I will tell him everything eventually; I just need more time to figure out how I'm going to word it, that's all.

For now, I am going to help Danny; he needs to be distracted from thoughts about his mother. It's sweet that he's worried, however he needs to take a break. He will worry himself to no end if he's not distracted.

We reminisced about that summer we first met; we laughed and we kissed. He thanked me for coming over, he admitted that he needed to be distracted.

I went to leave; he pulled me back, he kissed me. I melted into his embrace, I promised him that I would call him as soon as I got home.

He let me go and he told me that he would be holding me to that promise. I want back home, as soon as I got in the front door I told my mother what had happened.

She then told me that I could call Danny from the phone upstairs, that way no one could disturb us. I called him and we talked for hours until his father got home.

I told him to have a nice evening; and that I would call him tomorrow. He said that he loved me and he hoped I would sleep well.

Tomorrow will be a different day.