The next morning, Mrs. Detmer decided to try once more to convince Madison to let her back into her life and in the process break things off with Ephram. She got to her room and opened the door. She was shocked when she saw Ephram lying in bed with her daughter. Even if Madison was under the covers and he wasn't and they were both fully clothed, he was still in bed with her! How could she have let this happen, was she such a bad mother, did she really deserve this? She turned red with anger and was about to wake Madison up and yell at her, when something caught her eye at the end of the bed. She picked it up.

Mrs. Detmer: (reading out-loud) "happy anniversary?"

She opened the card and read it to herself, she had to read it over 5 or 6 times, before the words finally set in. She slowly closed the card and looked at her daughter. It was at that moment that she realized she could no longer control her, she was grown up...and in love. There was no stopping it, no holding it back, no point in trying. She finally understood what Andy Brown was talking about, why he hadn't stopped them before. She wiped a tear that was rolling down her cheek then put the card back on the bed. She turned and walked out of the room, shutting the door behind her. The sound of the door woke Madison up, she opened her eyes just in time to see her mom's long, obviously dyed, blonde hair walking down the hall, towards the elevators. She thought about getting up and going after her, but decided not to. There was really no point, besides, she didn't want to wake Ephram. She tried to go back to sleep, but couldn't stop thinking about her mom. "Why was she there? Did she see Ephram? Obviously she did, I mean she came to see me and if she saw me then she saw Ephram. Why do I even care? I shouldn't care. I don't care. But why did she come? Probably to try and convince me to listen to her, ugh that's so like her. Ok stop thinking about this, it doesn't matter, she's gone."

Ephram: (half opening his eyes) Oh god...how do you sleep on this thing? It's like made of bricks...(rubbing his eyes)

Madison: It's not that bad

Ephram: yeah ok (sarcastically)

He took a while to sit up, his back was in pain from the horrible night's sleep.

Madison: You get used to it (turning towards him)

Ephram: So...what's on the schedule for today?

Madison: You should call your dad...he's probably worried

Ephram: yeah...and I don't want to be grounded again

Madison: (grabbing the hospital phone, on the nightstand next to her) here (she handed him the phone and dialed the number for him)



Andy: Hello?

Ephram: Dad? It's me

Andy: Ephram, I thought you were coming home last night, what happened?

Ephram: I just fell asleep here, no big deal...

Andy: You should have called

Ephram: Well by the time I made my decision it was too late to call, that's why I'm calling now

Andy: Ok, fine...when are you gonna be home?

Ephram: I don't know...

Andy: Well I have to go see a patient in a couple hours and I need someone to watch Delia....

Ephram: Well what about Nina?

Andy: Nina had to go to Denver for the day...pick up Sam, anyways, I need you home by 1

Ephram: 1? Why can't she just go over to Brittany's? I'm sure she would rather do that anyway!

Andy: Already tried...sorry Ephram but you're the only option...I'll see you at 1

And with that, Andy hung up.

Ephram: (looking at his watch) I have a couple hours before I have to head out...

Madison: Well there's a lot of things we can do in a couple hours (seductively)

Ephram: HA HA funny...first of all you are in no condition...an-and th-the nurses, they could just walk right in-

Madison: Oh c'mon Eph...I thought you were rebellious (running her finger down his arm)

Ephram: Ok...you can stop now, joke's over

Madison: Who's joking? (she started nibbling on his ear lobe)

Ephram: (smiled and started laughing but stopped himself) O-ok no more (he pulled away from her)

Madison: Stop trying to resist

Ephram: You're gonna have a heart-attack or something

Madison: I'm fine

Ephram: Then why are you here? In the hospital?

Madison: I don't know...

Ephram: Uh huh (sarcastically)

Just then a nurse walked in rolling a food cart.

Ephram: (looked at Madison) See? I told you

Madison: (shot Ephram a look) So? What's on the menu for today?

Nurse Tina: Just the usual, fruit cup and toast (looking up and noticing Ephram)-excuse me young man, visiting hours aren't till 2:30

Ephram: Sorry...I guess I didn't get the memo

Madison: It's ok, he's not stressing me out

Nurse Tina: But-

Madison: It's fine...don't worry, he's leaving soon anyways

Nurse Tina: Fine (handing the tray to Madison) remember to finish eating before taking your pills (handing her a small cup of pills)

Madison: Yeah, yeah

Nurse Tina: I'll be back in an hour to check on you

Madison: Sure thing

The nurse left.

Ephram: Imagine if I had given into you...I mean did you see the arms on that woman?

Madison: (laughed) fine, you win...you were right, I was wrong...for once

Ephram: Thank you

Madison: (holding up a grape with her fork) want some?

Ephram: Oh no thanks...I'll just grab something on the way home

Madison: You sure? ...it almost tastes real

Ephram: As tempting as that sounds, I think I'll pass

Madison: Suit yourself (eating the grape)

Later, Ephram was home sitting in his room, Delia was in her room coloring.

Ephram: (picking up the ringing phone) Hello?

Andy: Ephram? It's dad...how's everything going?

Ephram: Fine

Andy: What's Delia doing?

Ephram: I dunno...I think she's in her room

Andy: Ok...well check on her every once in a while...you know, make it seem like you care

Ephram: Yeah...sure

Andy: I should be home in about an hour...I'll call if it's longer than that

Ephram: Ok

Andy: Bye

Ephram: later

They hung up. Ephram took his headphones off and walked over to Delia's room.

Ephram: (knocking on the door) Delia?

Delia: Yeah?

Ephram: You ok?

Delia: Yeah

Ephram: ....want to do anything? Cards or something?

Delia: No

Ephram: (to himself) can't say I didn't try (to Delia) ok well...I'll be in my room

Delia: Great (sarcastically)

Ephram rolled his eyes and went back to his pile of make-up work.

At the hospital, Madison was sitting in her bed, reading a magazine.

Mrs. Detmer: (walking in) Madison?

Madison: (recognized the voice and looked up) Mom? (she looked back at her magazine) I thought you would be half-way across the country by now (trying to sound indifferent)

Mrs. Detmer: You know I couldn't just leave you

Madison: Oh yeah...these past couple days have really proved that

Mrs. Detmer: I came by this morning

Madison: You did? Why? (playing it dumb)

Mrs. Detmer: I wanted to talk to you

Madison: I thought we decided we weren't gonna do that

Mrs. Detmer: I saw you...and Ephram (trying to make Madison feel guilty or ashamed)

Madison: That's nice (still looking at her magazine)

Mrs. Detmer: So you don't have anything to say?

Madison: Nope

Mrs. Detmer: (took a deep breath, trying to calm herself) Oh...

Madison: Is there anything else?

Mrs. Detmer: (paused for a minute) I know you love him, I see that now-

Madison: (looked up shocked) wait-what? I'm sorry, could you repeat that?

Mrs. Detmer: I read that card...that you wrote for him...it was sitting on the bed when I came in

Madison: You read that?! I'm sorry, I didn't see your name on it!

Mrs. Detmer: Madison...would you just listen?! I'm saying that I accept it! I accept your relationship, god, even when you win you're not happy

Madison: You accept it? What exactly does that mean?

Mrs. Detmer: It means that I accept it...do I have to spell it out? I am ok with you dating that bo-(she saw Madison's expression) Ephram...he seems like a nice young man...and I know (she took a deep breath) that you care about him...a lot, so...I accept it

Madison: So...no more insulting him? No more trying to convince me to leave him? No more criticizing our relationship? Questioning our feelings?

Mrs. Detmer: No more...

Madison: (smiled) So what now?

Mrs. Detmer: Well I was hoping we could be on speaking terms again...and that I could stay...

Madison: As long as you accept us...I mean that was the reason we stopped talking in the first place