"Hey Luke," Seth said slowly, clearly surprised to see the boy on his stoop.

"Seth," Luke addressed him nodding, unsure of what to say. "Umm, I brought back your dad's surfboard and if you want I can go get his car." Luke said quickly to fill the silence.

Seth nodded then gestured for him to step into the house. Luke did, nervously.

Seth led him to the kitchen where Kirsten still sat with her coffee.

After nodding hello to Kirsten, he turned to Seth.

"How are they?" He asked looking around as if expecting to see them there. He had driven by a few times to see if they had arrived home and on his fourth try he finally saw the Rover parked in the drive.

"They're fine, Dad has a concussion and Ryan was exhausted. So they're sleeping."

"Luke, thank you for helping Seth, he told us what you, Trevor and Matt did. He couldn't have done if without you, tell them thanks for us too, would you?"

Luke nodded. "We were lucky we were there and that Trevor's dad is a doctor and that he always carries napkins." Luke joked to relieve some of the tension.

Kirsten smiled thinly.

"Mom, Luke brought Dad's board back and said he could get the Beamer. Do you have the extra keys?" Seth asked to change the subject.

"That's very kind of you, Luke. We appreciate it." Kirsten said as she got the keys out of her purse. "I forgot all about the car. Probably wouldn't have noticed until Sandy wanted to go back to work!"

Luke blushed and pocketed the keys.

"I'll call Trevor; he'll take me over and take me home."

Kirsten nodded, it was a good idea. Neither Seth nor she wanted to leave the house to help him and Trevor lived 3 houses down.

"Is Ryan okay? He looked pretty rough when we pulled him out." Luke asked hesitantly. He didn't like the guy but the kid had looked awful.

Kirsten and Seth glanced at each other. The story had still not made its way around Newport. The three and Caleb knew what had happened and that was as far as it went.

Since they saw Ryan everyday they stopped noticing the light bruise still present on his face and the bulky cast. It was there everyday and they were accustomed to it.

"He's fine, he hurt his knee a few weeks ago, that's why he hasn't been in school but it will heal soon and he'll be back." Kirsten said evasively.

Luke understood and just nodded.

"I'll head down to Trevor's then. Anything else you need?" He asked kindly.

Kirsten looked sincerely touched by this offer and even Seth was surprised.

"Thank you, but no we are fine. Thank you for everything else you have done. Maybe one of these days you could join us for dinner?" Kirsten asked. Seth blanched he couldn't imagine having dinner with Luke. Even though he was being beyond decent now, he still had the image of Luke bullying him all those years and him and Ryan still hated each other.

"I'd like that Mrs. Cohen. I'll talk to Ryan and Seth in school. Thank you and I'll be back to return your keys." Luke said before showing himself out.

The kitchen was silent after the front door shut.

Seth let out the breath he had been holding in.

"That was surprising." Seth said almost sarcastically.

"That was incredibly nice." Kirsten scolded.

Seth nodded then remembered before Luke had knocked.

"Did you find Ryan?"

Kirsten nodded and motioned for him to follow her.

Sandy was still asleep on the couch but on the floor in-between the couch and the coffee table Ryan had dragged his blanket and pillow and lay down. It didn't look comfortable on the wood floor but Ryan was sound asleep with his wristwatch next to his head on his pillow. The alarm was clearly on for 2 hours.

Seth smiled and looked over at his mother who looked close to tears. He pulled her back into the kitchen.

"We should put something under him that doesn't look very comfortable." Seth offered.

Kirsten nodded and went back into the living room. She began pulling off the cushions on the other couch. Seth pulled the coffee table away just as the timer in the kitchen and Ryan's watch started beeping.

Ryan woke quickly but glanced confused at Seth and Kirsten standing over him. He glanced around.

"Sorry." he mumbled, embarrassed at being caught out of bed.

"It's okay Ryan, but let's make you more comfortable if you're going to stay out here. Sandy would be mad if he found out you were sore from sleeping on the floor just to wake him up." Kirsten said scolding lightly.

Ryan looked surprised at not being in trouble and moved out of the way. He immediately grabbed a cushion to help make the makeshift bed but Seth slapped his hand away and threw the blanket over his head.

Kirsten and Seth laid the cushion along the couch and piled pillows at the end for Ryan's head. Ryan moved onto the cushions, Kirsten rearranged the pillows under his head and Seth put more under his knee so it was in the air. Kirsten grabbed two more blankets and covered Ryan head to foot. He was already shivering.

"You gonna wake him?" Kirsten asked.

Ryan nodded slowly, unsure of the response he would get from her.

"Okay, here's the phone, if you need anything call Seth or I, even if you have to go the bathroom, call us to help. No getting up. We'll both be around. I mean it, call us for anything." Ryan nodded and took the phone from her hand.

Slinging an arm around his mom, Seth steered his mother out of the room and upstairs.

Ryan watched them go then turned to wake Sandy.

Ryan lightly prodded the man's arm, but Sandy didn't even move.

"Sandy..Sandy..wake up." Ryan said slowly now shaking him.

Sandy mumbled in his sleep and turned ever so slightly.

Ryan shook him harder. "Wake up, Sandy. Come on."

Sandy lightly shook his head but stopped quickly after his head protested vehemently.

He cracked his eyes open and waited for them to focus on Ryan.

Ryan pulled his blanket tighter around him.

"Hey, how do you feel?"

"Like I've been hit by a truck." Sandy replied with humor in his voice. Ryan took that as a good sign.

"You gotta answer me some questions so I know your head is okay, like you did with me a few weeks ago." Sandy had slept in Ryan's room to wake him every two hours like Ryan had to do now.

Sandy nodded but again quickly stopped. He reached up to touch the bandage but Ryan's hand prevented him from touching it. Ryan kept a firm grasp on his hand as he started the questioning.

Ryan asked the usual questions: name, where he lived, how old, where he worked, who was his wife and so on. Sandy was quickly tiring. Ryan thought of one more question before he set his watch for two more hours.

"What's your son's name?" Ryan asked as Sandy's eyes drooped shut.

"My sons' name?" He asked slitting his eyes to lock onto Ryan's.

Ryan became worried when Sandy didn't answer right away.

Finally he spoke; he closed his eyes and rolled his head away.

"Seth and Ryan are my son's. Tell Ryan I'm sorry." He said before falling asleep.

Ryan stared at Sandy waiting for him to correct himself but Sandy's breathing evened out and Ryan could tell he was already deep asleep.

Keeping a tight grip on Sandy's hand, Ryan settled himself back down on the cushions, after setting his watch he also fell asleep quickly, feeling happier then he had in a long time.

A few hours later, Kirsten and Seth found Ryan and Sandy in the same positions, but with Sandy having the same death grip on Ryan's hand as Ryan had on his.

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