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Teresa got comfortable on the bus. She guessed that Ryan had finally saw things as they needed to be. She was upset that he had to agree with her. She had expected him to come and change her mind. It would not have been hard to do. She was still convincing herself that it was right. Damn him for not coming to the station. He had in his own way called her bluff. She wanted to get off the bus and run to his pool house. Damn it.

A man sat beside her. He was nervous looking as he fidgeted in his seat. He was about her age.

"Are you ok?" She asked gently. She was glad someone had taking the seat...she could now distract herself by talking to him.

"I'm fine. Just a little nervous." He smiled back at her briefly.

"Where are you getting off?" She asked curiously...also wondering when she would get the chance to have someone a little more open and relaxed to talk to. She was finding his anxiety rubbing off on her.

"I'm not sure. I don't know where I'm going. I'm not sure quite what I'm doing." He spoke quickly and looked frazzled. She kind of felt sorry for him.

"I'm Teresa. I'm going to be on this bus awhile so..why don't I help you figure it out. What's your name? " She smiled at him and he seemed to ease with her grin.

"I'm Oliver." He muttered.

Marissa stirred in her sleep. She was starting to regain consciousness. Ryan was in the hospital! Then she jerked awake. She was in a dark room. She was sitting in a different room. She was in Ryan's room. She was in a chair next to his bed. What had happened? Where were the Cohen's? She glanced at Ryan who seemed to be sleeping peacefully. She crawled out off the chair she was curled up in and made her way to peek out the door. It had to have been in the middle of the night. The hallway lights were dimmed. She turned to Ryan.

"I'll be right back. I'm just going to see where everyone is." She smiled at him as she inched out of the door. The hallway seemed eerie as she slowly waddled through it. She saw several nurses as she made her way. She could probably ask one of them but she would rather just see the Cohens herself. She reached the waiting room. She saw the family and Summer in the corner all sleeping with there heads flopping on the walls and each others shoulders. She didn't want to wake them...but she needed an explanation. She decided Summer was her best victim. She walked over to her and gently stirred her awake.

"Coop?" Summer grumbled as she peered up at her.

"Sorry to wake you Summer... but why was I in Ryan's room? I thought the Cohens were going to be in there, and you and I would be out here. Not me in there. Me in there is just not appropriate if his family is out here. You know?" Marissa rambled this out with super speed causing the already groggy Summer to blink up at her for a minute waiting for it to register.

"Ryan had a problem the minute you left. The doctor connected it to you leaving. She figured since you were the one who found him that your voice and presence was particularly comforting to him. They went to get you, saw you were sleeping. Out like a log in fact. I think you were even snoring..."

"I don't snore!" Marissa grumbled while she tried to comprehend what Summer had told her. Her voice was especially comforting to him? She had found him. The doctor was probably right as to that being the reason.

"If you say so Coop...what time is it?" Summer whined as she tried to wake herself up.

"I don't know. I think late or early. Whatever you want to call it. I have to get back to Ryan! He is in need of my presence!" Marissa looked to the hallway as if she heard him calling for her.

"I'll see you in the morning coop." Summer said slowly as her head took a sleepy droop onto Seth's shoulder.

"Night." Marissa said quickly making her own way to Ryan's room.

Marissa reached his door and quickly entered. Ryan seemed to be able to last on his own the few minutes she had been gone. Why weren't the Cohens and her in here? Why just her? She should have asked Summer that earlier. Too late now. She would ask in the morning. Or in the morning that people are awake for. Not the night with the a.m. tacked on the end. She was sleepy and making no sense. She didn't even understand herself.

Marissa crawled over to her chair.

"So you need my presence Ryan? You will never live this one down." She smiled at him.

"I'm going to rub this one in for an eternity." She said laughing to herself. She got comfortable in her chair...or as comfortable as you can be in a chair...and just looked at Ryan. He was perfect. Sleeping at least. When he was awake he admittedly had faults. But not bad ones. Ones that she liked. So in a way, he was more perfect when he was awake that when he was sleeping. How nice. Damn, she was losing it. She was talking in circles. Or thinking in circles. Whatever. She liked just looking at Ryan when he couldn't stare back. She could examine every little part of his face. It was such a nice face. He was such a nice guy. Had she just called Ryan nice? Ryan would kill her if he ever found out. If she spread rumors like that around...what would happen to his image? She laughed to herself some more. She was good company. She was tired. She closed her eyes and continued to study his face by her memory until she slowly drifted to sleep herself.

Eddie knew what he was doing was stupid. He was lurking around the hospital. He had entered it earlier and was pretending to be a friend of a man called George Smith on the third floor. He had heard a nurse mention the name while exiting the building and had took his chances. He had to find out how bad Ryan was. he had to know whether Ryan had given him away. If he had not...Eddie still had a chance. Ryan deserved what he got. Why did Eddie have to keep reminding himself of that fact. Eddie also was hoping to see Teresa here. She would no doubt be pining for Ryan in the waiting room. If he could just see her...he knew he could get her to run away with him. They belonged together. Teresa just needed that pointed out to her. If Ryan had only died. Then he would have been completely out of the picture and Teresa's heart. He could finish the job. Yet, that idea made a knot in his stomach. Damn conscious. Damn Ryan. Damn Teresa. Why did this have to happen? Why couldn't Ryan and Teresa have just stayed away from each other? Then none of this would have had to of happened. Eddie could be with Teresa now...planning their wedding or something. He hated this. But Teresa would be with him...no matter who had to die to make it happen.

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