AN: Sorry for the long time between updates. With finals, Christmas break, and then the start of school, I have been very busy. I do promise to update this much faster now that I am back in the swing of things. And now on with the show…

Also, I do not own anything. That would be Barbra Hall and CBS.

All Adam could do was sit and stare at the ceiling. He was looking for anything that would calm his nerves. What seemed like a lifetime went by before a nurse came into his room. Adam wanted nothing more then to know how his Jane was.

The cheerful nurse started to speak as soon as she entered the room. "Ok, Adam it's time to get ready for the surgery. Don't worry, it was a false alarm with Joan. She tried to turn in her sleep and accidentally pulled out one of the heart monitor sensors. She's going to be just fine once this surgery is over."

All Adam could do was let out a huge sigh of relief. He looked up and found himself mouthing the words "Thank You." Luckily the nurse had just turned around and Adam didn't have to explain his choice of words.

A few hours had gone by since Joan and Adam had gone into surgery. The surgeon came out to the waiting room and addressed the families. "I have some good news. Everything seems to have gone well. Adam is doing fine, but he will not be able to do any heavy lifting for quite some time. Joan's vitals are much improved. There is always the chance for rejection, but with the almost exact match in mitochondrial DNA we do not expect that to happen. Both of them will have to remain in the hospital for at least another week so that we can monitor their progress. They should be waking up within the next few hours. I suggest that you go get something to eat and then come back. That will give them time to wake up and let a little more of the anesthetic wear off before trying to talk. Do you have any other questions?"

Helen was the only one that spoke. "No thank you for everything." With that the Girardi's, Grace, and Mr. Rove all left to get something to eat.

Adam awoke to the sound of a phone ringing. With as much energy as he could muster he picked up the phone and quietly said "Hello?"

"Adam? It's Eliza. So you're an organ donor now?"

"Just this time. Jane was going to die." Adam's throat hurt to even whisper.

"Oh, Jane. You know if she wasn't the inspiration for so many of your best selling pieces I would be furious with you right now. Instead, I'm just slightly upset at your timing. Anyways, no heavy lifting for a few weeks, right?" Before Adam had a chance to say anything Eliza continued. "Well, I'll hire some movers once you are back in New York. I managed to move your opening back 3 months. I'm not going to lie, it's going to cost you a lot of money. But we obviously cannot open your art gallery with you in the hospital.

"Eliza. Thanks, but I need to get a glass of water. My throat is killing me. I'll call you in a few days." With that Adam hung up.

Adam was just about to pour himself a glass of water when Dr. God walked in. "Here, let me get that for you."

"Oh, it's you. You know I'm not exactly in a good position to do any tasks right now. Is Jane going to be ok?"

"No tasks today, Adam. I just wanted to thank you for helping Joan. You know, you and Joan are more alike then you pretend to let on. And you should know that I cannot answer that. I know that you have conflicting feelings when it comes to Joan."

"Jane and I just have so many memories that are on opposite sides of the emotional spectrum. I am always so confused when it comes to her."

"And she you. You have not made things easy on her lately. Running away every time she tried to explain. A word of advice, just be open. When she comes to talk don't try and stop her. Just listen. You may learn something. Oh, and Adam, you're going to be in pain for a few days. I've asked the nurse to get you some medicine for the pain, but you will be just fine." With his customary wave over the shoulder, God left the room.

About a half hour later another doctor came in a moved Adam to another room. A smile crossed his face when he realized that Jane was his roommate. "With the two of you being so close and your families straining to find time to visit both of you, we decided to let you room together. That is of course if you are both ok with this."

Both Adam and Joan agreed.

Soon after the move both of their families and Grace arrived to check on their progress. After a complete update on the status and many hugs & tears from Helen. Luke spoke up, "Well since everyone is in high spirits, I might as well as fuel to the fire. Grace has agreed to marry me." For the first time that Joan can remember she actually saw Grace blush. Joan motioned for both to come over to her bed and hugs were shared. Many more congratulations were given and then next thing everyone knew, visiting hours were over.

Joan knew she wanted to talk to Adam, but she was not sure he would listen. Truthfully, she was scared she would lose him again. Mustering up the courage Joan turned her head to look at Adam. "I think we need to talk." Adam agreed and after a long pause Joan continued, "When you asked me to go to New York with you, my heart was telling me to go. Deep down I knew that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you by my side. However, something came up. I had it on very good authority that it would be to my advantage to stay. Honestly, I'm still trying to find out what advantage that is, but I've learned over the years that I may not see the results right away. I know the positive effects are coming. I also know that I am being very vague, but I don't know how else to describe this."

A large smile crossed Adam's face, "Jane, I believe you. If for no other reason, then He's the reason I came back from New York as fast as I did. He said that you would need me and that I should head back to Arcadia immediately. So I got in my car and started driving. I'm finally running to you instead of running away. I think that, I have always been running away in some form or another. Even in high school, I couldn't get as close to you as I wanted. There was always the photographic images in my head of everything that had gone wrong and that held me back. But I realized something on that drive home. Those memories don't mean anything because I now fully understand whey you did the things you did and how our actions have consequences."

"Adam, that's wonderful, but who are you talking about? Who told you to come back to Arcadia?"

"Jane, I've talked to God too."

Joan was now crying more then ever. She never thought that God would use Adam to help her and the positive effects of her staying were now coming into focus. For once, things for the two of them were looking up.

AN: I swear more will be coming shortly. I'm on a roll.:) Up next: Adam's opening.