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(IN THE WAITING ROOM, RYAN'S POV)

"Excuse me. Are you the family of Sanford Cohen?" The doctor asked approaching them.

"Yes we are." Kirsten answered standing.

"All of you?"

"Yes." I agreed standing as well.

"Okay, I have some news."

"Good or bad?" Seth asked quickly.

"Bad." The doctor admitted after a brief pause.

"Oh god." Kirsten said silent tears slipping down her cheeks.

"I'm afraid that..." the doctor started.

"Don't say it." I said knowing what was coming.

I wrapped my arms around Kirsten and let her cry into my shoulder while Summer comforted Seth.

"Marrissa?" I asked looking up at her.

"Ya?" She asked timidly.

"Could you call everybody?"

"Sure." Marrissa said and she headed outside to use her cell phone.

(AT UCLA WITH LIZBIT, LIZBIT'S POV)

"I had a great time." I said as Marc and I approached my doorway.

"That sounds like an awkward first date sentence." Marc said laughing.

"I couldn't think of anything to say." I admitted.

"Okay." Marc said sarcastically.

'Ring, ring' My phone rang from my purse.

"One second." I said reaching for it.

"Hello?" I asked into the phone.

"Hey." Mom's voice came in reply.

"What's up?"

"Nothing."

"Mom, you sound nervous what's up."

"Okay I guess I should tell you the truth."

"Yep."

"It's about Grandpa."

"Grandpa? What's wrong with him?"

"He's, he's."

"No."

"Yes."

"No." I said hanging up the phone and collapsing against the wall.

"What? What is it?" Marc asked kneeling next to me.

'Ring, ring.'

"I'll get it." Marc said grabbing the phone from my hands and answering it.

"Hello?" Marc asked into the phone.

"Oh hey Marrissa." Marc said after mom said something.

"Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that."

"Okay, I will." Marc said hanging up the phone.

"Oh it's okay baby." Marc said wrapping his arms around me.

After what felt like hours but was really only 10 minutes I finally stopped crying at pulled away from Marc.

"I have to go." I said getting up.

"I'll take you." Marc offered.

"No it's okay."

"It wasn't an offer, your mom told me to bring you down to Newport."

"Oh, okay."

"Go pack your stuff, I'll wait here."

"Okay, I'll just be a minute."

(IN REGENA LONDON, MADI'S POV)

Quickly climbing the stairs, I rushed to get my stuff and get back to the lobby where Chris was waiting. Quickly unlocking the door and opening it and ran inside freezing mid-step when I saw the scene in front of me.

"What happened?" I asked rushing over to where Will had his arms wrapped around Ivy.

"It's, it's." Ivy said but she couldn't speak she just kept crying into Will's shoulder while he rubbed her back.

"What? What is it?" I asked Will.

"It's Sandy, your grandpa."

"I know who Sandy is." I said angrily.

"He's, he's."

"What?"

"He's dead." Sobbed Ivy.

"Oh god." I said leaning back against the couch head in my hands.

"We need to go." Will said.

"Where?" Ivy asked.

"Your mom asked me to bring you two to Newport." Will said.

"We can take ourselves." I said standing up not a tear on my face.

"I'm supposed to bring you."

"Will."

"Let him come Madi, I want him there." Ivy ordered.

"Fine then Chris is coming."

"Fine."

"I'm going to pack." I said marching into my room eyes still dry.

(IN JIMMY'S AND HALEY'S PLACE, JIMMY'S POV)

"Okay Haley, what do you want for dinner?" I asked opening up the fridge.

"Something light." Haley replied flipping through a magazine.

"How about pizza?"

"Sounds fine." Haley said not looking up from her magazine.

"It'll be about 15 minutes."

"Isn't there anything faster?"

"Salad."

"I guess I can wait fifteen minutes." Haley caved going back to her magazine.

'Ring, ring.'

"I'll get it Jimmy." Jimmy said reaching for the phone.

"Hi dad." Marrissa said when I answered.

"Hey kiddo."

"I have something to tell you."

"Okay shoot."

"It's about Sandy."

"What is it?"

"He's, he's dead." Marrissa finally spat out like she hated the taste of the word.

"Oh god." I said putting my hands up to my face.

"Could you come to the Cohen house?"

"Ya, make sure someone stays with Kirsten and Seth at all times."

"Why?"

"We don't want them doing anything drastic."

"They wouldn't."

"Death can do funny things." I said holding back tears.

"And yet no one ever laughs." Marrisa said hanging up.

"How true that is." Jimmy said aloud.

"Death?" Haley asked looking up from her magazine.

"Sandy."

"Sandy's dead?"

"Yes."

"Oh god."

"Ya."

"I have to go ses Kirsten."

"We need to go to their house."

"No!" Haley said.

"Why not?"

"That will remind everyone of Sandy, have everyone go somewhere else."

"Can you call Marrissa back for me?"

"Sure." Haley agreed easing the phone out of my hands.

(AT THE HOSPITAL, KIRSTEN'S POV)

I can't believe this is happening to me. To us. How could Sandy die? This wasn't fair.

"It's not fair." I said aloud.

"What's not fair?" Ryan asked me.

"He's dead. Why him?"

"Kirsten, it's okay. Really." Ryan said. His eyes were still dry not a tear had fallen yet.

"Why haven't you cried?" I asked angrily.

"I don't know."

"Why won't you cry?"

"I don't know."

I stood and started shaking him, "Why haven't you cried?" I asked over and over again. He easily pulled from my grip and tightened his grip around me waiting-wanting-for me to calm down.

"Let's go." Ryan suggested leading me toward the door of the hospital.

"Where are we going?" I asked curiously.

"I don't know, I'm going to ask Marrissa."

"Okay, don't leave me. You won't leave me will you?"

"No, I won't leave you."

"Okay."

"I really miss Sandy."

"I do too."

"I wish he didn't die."

"I do too."

"Why did he die?"

"I don't know." By now we had reached outside where Marrissa was Seth and Summer close behind us.

"Hey guys." Marrissa said like nothing was wrong.

"Where are we going?" Ryan asked Marrissa.

"Summer's, I called everybody and they know where to go."

"Okay." Ryan said.

"Are you taking Kirsten?" Summer asked Ryan.

"Ya, will you bring Seth?" Ryan asked back.

"Yep." Summer said turning to Seth she said, "Come on baby let's go."

"I don't need to be taken I can meet you guys there." I said turning away.

"You don't have a car." Ryan pointed out.

"Okay, then I'll drive yours."

"No I will." Ryan countered just as brave as I was acting.

"Fine." I caved walking over to where his car was parked.

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