A/N: I'm really sorry for the long wait! Will you guys ever forgive me?? I was suffering from a really bad case of writers block. I couldn't for the life of me figure out how to fill in this chapter! I'm still not too happy with the outcome, but I guess it's better than before. Once again I am really sorry! :)

BTW: THANK YOU ALL WHO HAVE REVIEWED!! And thanks to those who have been reading without reviewing. As long as you're reading, I don't mind you not reviewing. :)

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Ch. 6

Jill, Tim and Katie walked into the room with Katie finishing up some cookies. Katie had tear stains on her face, but she looked somewhat less haunted.

"Did he wake up yet?" Jill asked in anticipation.

"He was up for a couple of minutes, but the nurse gave him some pain killers and he fell back asleep," Mark explained.

Katie went up to Brad and sat down on his lap. "Hey Kates, are you ok?"

"Yeah. Me and mommy and daddy had a talk. I'm better now."

"That's good." Brad then just sat there holding onto Katie, glad that she was alright and hoping Randy pulled through ok also.

Mark grouped up the cards again and suggested a game to help ease everyone's fear and anticipation. After much friendly arguing, they all decided to play a game of Crazy Eight. It was also something Katie knew how to play.

Many games later with Katie in the lead by winning the most games, the Taylors decided to stop for the night and get something to eat. Brad and Mark offered to grab something for everyone from the local resturant across the street. The hospital food just wasn't very appealing and they feared they'd all end up in here if they ate it. After Brad, Mark and Katie, who begged to go, left, the rest of the family sat around Randy's bed in silence.

Moments later, a quiet groan escaped Randy's lips. Jill rushed to his side and started to murmuring words of encouragement to Randy. Suddenly blue eyes stared up at her. "Mom?"

"Hey sweetie. How are you feeling?" She asked while pushing locks of hair away from his face.

"I'm fine mom. Just a little tired and sore yet, but I'm sure that won't last for too long. Well, the tired part anyway," Randy replied while smiling up at his mom to reassure her.

Jill smiled down at her son while thinking how someone as sweet and caring as Randy could end up in such a predictament. "I'm glad you're ok. You had everyone so worried," Jill responded getting emotional.

"It's ok mom. I'm fine now. Nothing is gonna happen now." Randy tried to ease his mom's fear. Jill smiled down at him and excused herself to go wash her face. Tim looked over to Randy, giving him a sympathatic smile.

"So, dad, when do you think I can get outta here?"

"In a hurry? You haven't even got to the best part yet."

"Dad, it's a hospital. There is no such thing as a 'best part'."

Tim gave his son a sly smile before replying, "Then you obviously haven't met the nurses yet."

Randy, knowing where his dad was going, rolled his eyes and shook his head in mock dissapointment. Just then, Brad, Mark, and Katie came strolling into the room with take out bags. Katie, noticing Randy was up, quickly rushed to his side accidently bumping his injured shoulder.

"Sorry," she replied seeing Randy wince.

"It's ok. Just be more careful. Are you ok?"

"Yeah. I was scared when they took you away and they wouldn't let me go with you. Then I went to sleep and woke up here."

Giving his little sister a big hug, or as big as he could with an injured shoulder, Randy once again told her how glad he was she didn't get hurt. Just then Jill came walking back up the his bed.

For the next couple of hours, the family talked amongst themselves quietly enjoying eachothers company. Suddenly two guys in suits showed up knocking on the room's door. Tim and Jill stepped out of the room to talk with them so as not to scare the kids.

"Can I help you?" Tim asked.

"Good evening Mr. and Mrs. Taylor. I'm Det. Hamil and this is my partner Det. Rodriguez," they all shook hands in greeting. "We understand your son and daughter were involved in the robbery yesterday. We're wondering if they would feel up to giving a statement now. The sooner we get it the better it will be for the both of them as well as the rest of your family."

"Well...I...um," Jill, completely forgetting that this had to happen sooner or later, was momentarily at a loss for words.

Tim sensed his wife's shock and quickly helped her out. "I think it would be best if you could come back tomorrow to get their statements. That way we could talk to them about it to help ease their fears."

Jill smiled up her husband with a look of approval. Sometimes Tim surprised her, and she was definitely glad he did so now. The Detectives agreed to come back tomorrow at one in the afternoon. They said their goodbyes and Jill, with Tim following, headed back into the room.

The boys were all joking around while playing a game of Kings Corner. Katie was curled up against Randy laying on his good arm, which was really limiting his playing ability with the cards. Tim and Jill stood back to quietly watch while being slightly amused at Randy trying to put cards down.He was refusing Brad or Marks help for fear they would cheat and look at his cards.

Jill, noticing Randy's fatigue, told the boys it was time to put the cards away so he could rest. Surprisingly, no one argued with her. "Boys, I want you to take Katie home so she can get a real nights sleep as well as you two. Get her cleaned up right away and put her to bed. She can have a little snack before hand if she's hungry." Jill gently woke Katie up and gave her a hug and kiss as did Tim. They said their goodbyes to eachother and walked out the door.

"What those cops want?" Randy inquired. Seeing their surpised expressions he quickly explained, "I could tell by their suits and the fact they had guns that they were cops."

"They just wanted to let you know that they were going to need your statement. They said they'd be here tomorrow afternoon. Don't worry, your father and I will be here with you and Katie."

Randy nodded in acknowledgement. He wanted to sort this all out in his head, but found his eyelids starting to droop. Jill, seeing this, told him to get some rest and to stop fighting it. He nodded somewhat in response. "Goodnight mom and dad."

"Goodnight sweetie," Jill replied with a kiss to the forehead.

"'Night son."

As Randy drifted off to sleep for the night, the EKG alarms went off. Suddenly the room was filled with a burst of commotion as doctors and nurses filed into the room.

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TBC....

A/n: I'm evil...I know. I just thought I would put some sort of action in here. The story was starting to get a little to dull for my taste. :) Hope you enjoyed!