A/N: I am so sorry that I didn't get this chapter out until now, I was trying to get it just right. Hope you like this chapter, to make up for this one being soooo late I'm going to post the next chapter tomorrow. Oh, and Kate and Tony will make there way back in soon, I'm working on wiggling them in.

Disclaimer: All that stuff is in chapter one.

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Andy sat down beside his sister's bed, the things his mother had just said tore at his heart.

She never loved them, and he always knew it.

But now he had to face that it was really true, that it wasn't just the hate he had for her, that she didn't care about him and Arin at all.

"Arin, she didn't mean it, I know she didn't mean it." he tried to reassure his unconscious sister, more to reassure himself.

"Andy," called Abby into Arin's room as she walked in. "I'm sorry...." she started.

"It's ok," he said, looking down at the floor, "She never really loved us, me and Arin. There was always something better she had to do." he said as tears pulled at his eyes to fall down.

"Andy, she couldn't have meant it, she's your mother."

"Yeah, that's what part of me says, but the other part says she meant every word of it. That she really doesn't care, that she never did." he couldn't hold the tears swelling in his eyes anymore.

The tears came rushing down his face, all the hurt from his mother, and all the sadness from Arin being in hospital came out in those tears.

As Abby slowly sat down beside him he lifted his head, tears running down his face.

"Even if your mother doesn't love you Andy," she said quietly, "I do." she said the last part so quietly he could hardly hear it.

Andy slowly reached out his hand to touch her face, and wiped the small tear falling down her cheek, "Abbs, I love you too," he said as he pulled her closer to him into a hug.

After the two had stopped crying Andy pulled back a little to look at her, "Thanks for being here."

"I wouldn't want to be anywhere else, with Arin in the..."

"No, I mean right now, thanks for being here with me."

"I like being around you Andrew."

"You don't ever call me Andrew?" he questioned.

"Well, Andrew is a nice name." she answered simply.

"Ok," he said as he stood up, "Abigail."

"Don't call me that, I hate Abigail," she said, slapping him on the arm.

"Ouch," he said as he rubbed his shoulder "I guess I won't call you that any more."

"Good." she said, smiling widely.

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