Authors Note: Sorry it took so long! Been wickedly busy lately. If this chapter sucks, I'm sorry!!
Dedication: Hannah, Aline, Bianca, Aleeze, Erica, Amanda, Adam, Ron, Tom, Kathrin, Joe, Corey, James, Josh and Brandon. We are the 2004 SciOly team and we shall kick ass at states on Friday!
Also a special dedication to James's British Accent, and his shoe that Bianca nearly threw out the window.
And on with the show!
15. Rekindling
"I still don't believe they wouldn't let me out," Grace muttered. It was three hours later and she was laying on the motel bed, glaring at the ceiling, with her cellphone next to her. Luke was sitting on the bed by her.
"It's dangerous, you can't see the road," Luke told her.
"You're not making this any better," Grace said as the cellphone went off. Luke picked it up and handed it to her.
"Hello? He is? That's.. that's good news. Okay. If there's any change call me." She hit the off button.
"Well?" Luke asked.
"He's stable, but he's not awake."
"Is that good? Well, it's good that he's stable but.."
"Yeah, that's good, but the not awake thing? Your a nerd, does that mean..?"
"That he's in a coma?" Luke asked. Grace nodded.
"Not necessarly. It just means he hasn't woken up. He might be, it's not uncommon for that to happen after someone has a heart attack, but.. This isn't making you feel any better is it?"
"No, it's really not. I just hope he's okay." Luke took a chance and took Grace's hand.
"He will be."
"You better be right," Grace said.
*
"Ow!" Luke opened his eyes and looked around the pitch black room.
"Huh?" he asked, confused.
"You just put your elbow in my eye," Grace snarrled, sitting up. They both froze and looked at each other. "Were we just asleep? In the same bed?"
"Yeah.."
"Ugh."
"Hey, I already said I'd said I'd sleep on the floor." Grace sighed.
"No," she said like it was hurting her, "It's okay."
*
A loud, annoying beeping went off in Luke's ear. He sat attempted to sit up, but his right side was unusually heavy. Looking over to see what the source of the excess weight was, he saw that Grace had fallen asleep with her head on his chest. He smiled a bit, then glanced around the dark room, trying to find the source of the annoying noise without waking Grace. Not finding it, he attempted to move Grace off of him so he could get a better look around the room. Unfortuantly, he was unsucessful.
"What the.." Grace started. She saw why she had suddenly woken up and rolled her eyes. "Oh. Of course," she said, lifting her head off of Luke. "What the hell is that noise?" Luke shrugged.
"That's what I was trying to figure out." The two got off of the bed and began searching for where the beeping was coming from, when Luke laughed. Grace shot him a glare.
"What's so funny?"
"I'm just an idiot," he said, grabbing his coat off of the floor.
"Yeah, well, I already knew that."
"Thanks. But that beeping's my cell phone." Grace gave him a blank look.
"Who would be calling you at," she checked the digital clock sitting on the bedside table, "2 in the morning?!" Luke checked his cellphone's screen.
"It's Joan." He hit the on button. "Hello? Yeah, you woke me up. I'm in a motel somewhere in Baltimore. Yeah. He is? Okay, I'll put her on." He handed the phone to Grace. "Joan says Adam's there. He wants to talk to you." Grace took the phone from him.
"Hello?"
"Hey Grace. Not doing anything illeagle with my brother are you?"Joan asked.
"Okay, it's not illeagle anymore, and you seem to be forgetting that I would inever/i do anything with you brother. Now put Rove on."
"Okay, okay, here." There was the sound of Joan calling Adam over to the phone.
"Yo."
"Yo yourself. What's up?"
"I stopped by the hospital awhile ago. He's awake and stable." Grace let out a relieved sigh.
"Thank God. Thanks for calling Rove."
"No problem yo." The two hung up and Grace gave Luke his phone back. She moved back over to the bed and sat. Luke followed.
"Not even if I was the last person on Earth?" he asked. She looked at him, confused for a moment, then caught on.
"No."
"So you do hate me?"
"I don't hate you. I should.."
"But you don't?" Luke asked, looking her in the eyes.
"Screw you."
"I'm just asking."
"Why?"
"Because I want to know. It's weird, you know? We're friends one minute, you want to kill me the next and God knows what we are this second."
"You want to know if I hate you?" Grace asked him. He shook his head.
"No. Well yes. Well.. sort of. I just want to know how you feel about me." Grace raised an eyebrow.
"I swear you're making less sence than usual."
"Just answer the question," Luke told her. Before she had a chance to even concider a witty Grace-like comeback, she found herself leaning across the bed, grabbing Luke, and kissing him.
'Shit.'
Dedication: Hannah, Aline, Bianca, Aleeze, Erica, Amanda, Adam, Ron, Tom, Kathrin, Joe, Corey, James, Josh and Brandon. We are the 2004 SciOly team and we shall kick ass at states on Friday!
Also a special dedication to James's British Accent, and his shoe that Bianca nearly threw out the window.
And on with the show!
15. Rekindling
"I still don't believe they wouldn't let me out," Grace muttered. It was three hours later and she was laying on the motel bed, glaring at the ceiling, with her cellphone next to her. Luke was sitting on the bed by her.
"It's dangerous, you can't see the road," Luke told her.
"You're not making this any better," Grace said as the cellphone went off. Luke picked it up and handed it to her.
"Hello? He is? That's.. that's good news. Okay. If there's any change call me." She hit the off button.
"Well?" Luke asked.
"He's stable, but he's not awake."
"Is that good? Well, it's good that he's stable but.."
"Yeah, that's good, but the not awake thing? Your a nerd, does that mean..?"
"That he's in a coma?" Luke asked. Grace nodded.
"Not necessarly. It just means he hasn't woken up. He might be, it's not uncommon for that to happen after someone has a heart attack, but.. This isn't making you feel any better is it?"
"No, it's really not. I just hope he's okay." Luke took a chance and took Grace's hand.
"He will be."
"You better be right," Grace said.
*
"Ow!" Luke opened his eyes and looked around the pitch black room.
"Huh?" he asked, confused.
"You just put your elbow in my eye," Grace snarrled, sitting up. They both froze and looked at each other. "Were we just asleep? In the same bed?"
"Yeah.."
"Ugh."
"Hey, I already said I'd said I'd sleep on the floor." Grace sighed.
"No," she said like it was hurting her, "It's okay."
*
A loud, annoying beeping went off in Luke's ear. He sat attempted to sit up, but his right side was unusually heavy. Looking over to see what the source of the excess weight was, he saw that Grace had fallen asleep with her head on his chest. He smiled a bit, then glanced around the dark room, trying to find the source of the annoying noise without waking Grace. Not finding it, he attempted to move Grace off of him so he could get a better look around the room. Unfortuantly, he was unsucessful.
"What the.." Grace started. She saw why she had suddenly woken up and rolled her eyes. "Oh. Of course," she said, lifting her head off of Luke. "What the hell is that noise?" Luke shrugged.
"That's what I was trying to figure out." The two got off of the bed and began searching for where the beeping was coming from, when Luke laughed. Grace shot him a glare.
"What's so funny?"
"I'm just an idiot," he said, grabbing his coat off of the floor.
"Yeah, well, I already knew that."
"Thanks. But that beeping's my cell phone." Grace gave him a blank look.
"Who would be calling you at," she checked the digital clock sitting on the bedside table, "2 in the morning?!" Luke checked his cellphone's screen.
"It's Joan." He hit the on button. "Hello? Yeah, you woke me up. I'm in a motel somewhere in Baltimore. Yeah. He is? Okay, I'll put her on." He handed the phone to Grace. "Joan says Adam's there. He wants to talk to you." Grace took the phone from him.
"Hello?"
"Hey Grace. Not doing anything illeagle with my brother are you?"Joan asked.
"Okay, it's not illeagle anymore, and you seem to be forgetting that I would inever/i do anything with you brother. Now put Rove on."
"Okay, okay, here." There was the sound of Joan calling Adam over to the phone.
"Yo."
"Yo yourself. What's up?"
"I stopped by the hospital awhile ago. He's awake and stable." Grace let out a relieved sigh.
"Thank God. Thanks for calling Rove."
"No problem yo." The two hung up and Grace gave Luke his phone back. She moved back over to the bed and sat. Luke followed.
"Not even if I was the last person on Earth?" he asked. She looked at him, confused for a moment, then caught on.
"No."
"So you do hate me?"
"I don't hate you. I should.."
"But you don't?" Luke asked, looking her in the eyes.
"Screw you."
"I'm just asking."
"Why?"
"Because I want to know. It's weird, you know? We're friends one minute, you want to kill me the next and God knows what we are this second."
"You want to know if I hate you?" Grace asked him. He shook his head.
"No. Well yes. Well.. sort of. I just want to know how you feel about me." Grace raised an eyebrow.
"I swear you're making less sence than usual."
"Just answer the question," Luke told her. Before she had a chance to even concider a witty Grace-like comeback, she found herself leaning across the bed, grabbing Luke, and kissing him.
'Shit.'