-- Charlie's POV --

The night went by in a blur. Not much happened; we pretty much just sat and waited. We knew no serious harm would come of Zoë, but even though Holly, Nick, and Kevin refused to leave. Scott and I stayed as well. We both didn't mind that much and we didn't want to be abandoning them. You don't know how uncomfortable those plastic chairs are though! We all sat on the ground in the end and camped out playing a game of cards. All of us except Kevin, he left, no doubt for a smoke. I guess it made sense considering the scare he had been in that night.

"I'll be back I'm just going to get some air." Holly stated, getting up and stretching her legs. Nick sent her a concerned look, and she gave him a half smile in return.

"You want one of us to come with you?" Scott questioned, looking out the window at the darkness and rain that impaired the night.

"No thanks." She responded. "Charlie's about to beat you anyway…" She commented, looking at everyone's cards, and smiling slyly. I laughed, and the both boys looked taken back.

-- Holly's POV --

I hurried out of the hospital keeping my eyes open for Kevin. I knew he had retreated out here for a smoke. And, as much as I couldn't bear the guilt that my sister Anna, had left him alone to cope with all these difficult times, I had to find him. My first guess was he'd be right here sitting on the benches, but then I figured he probably went around the corner for a bit of privacy.

"Hey stranger" I greeted him as I walked nearer to him. He was leaning against the wall of the building smoking.

"Hey little one" He said in return, giving me a half smile. His cigarette package was sticking out of the chest pocket of the plaid shirt he wore. Reaching in I took it out and a lighter. Once I lit one for myself, I replaced both back in the pocket.

"Smoking will kill you." He hypocritically told me.

"Who's complaining?" I asked, looking up at him. He gave a short chuckle; at least I knew I wasn't alone sometime with those feelings. We both just stood there thinking.

The next thing Kevin said really surprise me. "I remember when Blake was born here… I couldn't believe I was a father at seventeen, talk about a shock. My parents kicked me out; funny thing is I didn't care. I thought, and I knew that I loved her." I knew the her he was referring to was Anna.

"Do you miss her?" I asked. I knew it was a personal question, but I had to quench my curiosity.

"Too much" He commented. Trying to make light of the situation, he gave another gruff chuckle. "What about you little one?" He questioned.

"I mean I don't want to, but what can you do when you're living with her children every day." I told him, we both had that sad look in our eyes thinking back about her.

"I still can't believe I'm twenty four and a father of three!" Laughing at himself he continued. "If I can be a Dad, well than I wonder what other weird shit is going on in the world."

"You're a great Dad!" I protested.

"Hun, come off it! I barely know the difference between the food you give a newborn and the food you give a toddler." He laughed again, but I just couldn't take it.

"That's not the point! That's not what makes a Dad!" He looked at me confusedly. "You're here for the kids, at their beck and call, who cares if you still have trouble changing a diaper, the point is you try and you love them unconditionally. Otherwise you probably would have ditched them along with Anna years ago!" I explained firmly, letting all my feelings go.

"Oh, little one, I didn't mean… you know if your Father could, then he would, he'd be here with you, and the boys. Oh, honey come here." I stepped over and he wrapped me in a protective brotherly hug.