Ah! The long-awaited Chapter 14 is finally here. I do plan to go back and actually name my chapters because I hate using only numbers. Without further adieu, chapter 14...

Rose waited in the waiting room, feeling as if she'd been there for hours even though she'd only been there for minutes.

"By the way, if I see you drive like that without an emergency, I'm kicking you out of the driver's seat and cutting your license," Rose said to Jake, who was holding her shaky hand to calm her down.

"Yes, ma'am," he said, trying not to laugh at the cutting his license part.

"Are you actually amused, Jagielski?" Rose asked.

"Would I be so bad if I were? It's just that you're so cute," Jake said, tapping her nose with his free hand. He knew it would annoy her, but he was trying to distract her.

"You do that again, and I'm going to bite your finger off," Rose threatened. His tactic was working.

"Promise?" He tapped her nose again.

Rose rolled her eyes, but she had to admit he was making her feel a little bit better. She sighed. "What if Nathan and Cooper aren't okay?"

Jake was serious now. "Sweetheart, you can't think like that."

"But what if there's a reason I do?"

"They're going to be fine, Rose," Jake assured her.

"You don't know that."

"You don't know they're not," Jake countered.

"But-"

"Nathan's awake!"

They looked up from each other and saw Lucas, who had just come to tell them the good news.

Jake looked at Rose and raised an "I-told-you-so" eyebrow when she looked at him. Before getting up, she smacked him on the arm and said, "Shut up."

...

After a short visit with Nathan, Rose decided she wanted to go visit Rachel, since she'd heard from Haley that Rachel grabbed the wheel to the stolen limo.

"Rose? I didn't expect to see you."

"If I gave you two black eyes, you wouldn't be able to see me very well."

"Rose, I-"

"What the hell were you thinking, Rachel? You grabbed the damn wheel and drove yourself and my uncle off of the bridge! Wait, I shouldn't ask you what you were thinking, because you must've been only thinking of yourself! I mean, you do that all the time anyways."

"Why do you hate me so much?" Rachel asked.

"Are you seriously asking me that question, Rachel?" Rose asked incredulously. "Do you want me to pull out a portfolio and show you everything you've done to any of us?"

"I haven't done anything to you, though," Rachel said defensively, "or Jake."

"I'm so lucky," Rose said sarcastically, "but unfortunately, what you do to others affects me. My uncle hasn't woken up yet because you're a selfish bitch!"

"I'm in love with Cooper! If it were you and Jake, wouldn't you do whatever you could to keep him?"

"I've never lied to Jake, and I didn't need to about my age. And I sure as hell wouldn't drive him off a bridge! Stay away from my friends and family, you crazy whore." Rose exited the room to find Jake standing by the door.

"Did you, uh, hear that?" Rose asked sheepishly.

"I'm glad you wouldn't drive me off a bridge and haven't lied to me," Jake said, and grinned, showing that he'd heard just about everything.

Rose yawned.

"Are you tired already?" Jake asked. "It's only...8 PM."

"Well, I went to sleep at one and woke up at five," Rose said as she and Jake walked out of the hospital.

"Why would you stay up that late?" Jake asked.

"Because, Mom, I can't sleep before an important event," Rose said, yawning again afterward.

"Do you want me to take you home and have Lucas bring your car to you? I don't think you're fit to drive, considering the fact that you're about to fall over," Jake said as he wrapped an arm around her and pulled her closer to him to hold her up.

"Sure. I'm glad you care," Rose said.

"Of course I care, Rose."

...

Rose was lying on her bed that night when she felt a sharp pain in her chest. She held her breath, having been taught to hold back a reaction to pain. That seemed to make it worse, so she let go and breathed deeply until the pain eventually left her chest.

The phone rang.

"Hello?"

"The hell are you doing moving so far away?"

"I did that months ago, and hello to you, too, Tony."

"Think you can make it up here next weekend?"

"What for?" Rose asked, remembering that Jake's family reunion was that weekend and he had decided he wanted to bring her. She'd said yes.

"We're celebrating Steven's eighteenth birthday then, and I bet he would have wanted you there," Antonio sounded like there was more to it than that, and Rose guessed that Antonio saw it as an opportunity to hook up with his dead brother's first and only love. Only Antonio would be so low.

"I bet he would have, but it won't be worth it if he's not there," Rose said. "Besides, I have a new boyfriend and obligations with him."

"Have you slept with him yet?"

"I only started dating the guy like two weeks ago, we're not to that point yet," Rose said, rolling her eyes.

"Then you're not tied to him. Come on up."

"Tony, I'm serious about this guy. I'm not coming."

Rose heard a loud scoff and then a click.

She put the phone back on her nightstand. She didn't regret her decision. She knew Steven wouldn't want her dwelling on a life he no longer had. She was sure that he was happier wherever he was than he ever was in Manhattan, and to celebrate him when he was no longer alive was a disservice to his memory. He was left out of his own celebration. She knew that he'd think that flowers would be enough to honor his memory, not some extravagant party thrown at the McIntyre Estate. He was always so humble.

She stayed up for a little longer, until about eleven o'clock, making sure there was no more chest pain coming her way.

She fell asleep and slept soundly.