A/N: VERY IMPORTANT NOTICE! ALL MUST READ! I'm having some computer problems. I got an Ipod for Christmas and I don't have the proper software to run it. Tomorrow, my dad is calling the computer store and I'm either going to have my windows software updated, or I'm getting a laptop. So I might not be able to update for a few days. I'm really sorry and please forgive me!

Kay, now to thank my reviewers:

Passions, I'm updating now! Lol.

wyatt333, I'd be sick of sleeping, too. But it was her first day out of the hospital in nine years and the first time back with her family and in her own room. So, yeah. Lol. Also, that thing you hope happens soon? Yeah, it's coming very shortly – COUGHinthenexttwochaptersCOUGH –

Jade-eye Halliwell, Glad it makes sense and I'm glad you like it!

I want to apologize if this chapter is short. These chapters, through Ch 32, are set up in a certain way and certain things have to happen in those specific chapters. Plus I'm tired and I haven't been feeling well (again) so I don't have a lot of energy to type too much.

Anyway, enjoy and please review!

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(Four Months Later)

"Patience!" Paisley snapped pounding on the bathroom door.

"Hold your horses!" Patience snapped from inside the bathroom.

"COME ON!" Paisley howled, pounding harder. "I'm going to be late for school!"

"Well, so am I if you don't stop bothering me!" Patience snapped back.

"Whoa, whoa," Presley came walking down the hall, arms crossed. "What the hell is going on here?"

"Patience is hogging the bathroom again!" Paisley whined.

Presley sighed and knocked gently on the door. "Patience, sweetie, come on. Other people need to use the bathroom."

"You don't," Paisley reminded her irritably.

Presley glanced down. She was already dressed and ready to go to P3.

"No, I don't. But if you guys are late, it will make me late. I have to drive you two, you know."

The bathroom door swung violently open and Patience came out.

"I'm sorry I'm such a bother!" she spat, stalking down the hall and to her room. She slammed the door shut and locked it, then plopped down on her bed, staring angrily at the ceiling.

Ever since she had heard her cousins talking about her, she had been miserable. Things had been pretty quiet the first few days while everyone adjusted. Then it got bad. Arguments began to break out over stupid things, like who made breakfast or took out the trash. Things had gotten worse from there. Now they argued about almost everything. Paisley and Presley had remained close, while Patience felt like the odd one out. She'd come down from her room to find them whispering to each other in the living room, and she'd go back upstairs. Her cousin's felt that she was snubbing them and that bothered them. The arguments had escalated worse from there.

Now they hardly ever got along.

Patience hated it. She didn't know what she had expected, but she never thought they would argue like this.

Her thoughts were interrupted, however, by a knock on her door and Presley calling, "Patience? Can I come in?"

"No!" Patience snapped.

"Open the door," Presley replied, acting as if Patience hadn't said anything.

"No!" Patience snapped again.

"You'll be late for school," Presley reminded her.

"I'm not going! I hate school!" Patience snarled.

Patience had been attending San Francisco High School for two months now and it was horrible. She had missed nine years of school as it were and High School sucked in general. She wasn't going to go today and she wasn't ever going to go back.

From outside the door, Patience heard Paisley conversing with Presley.

"Leave her in there to sulk. She's acting childish," Paisley said.

"Paisley, she can't just not go to school and we can't leave her here in the Manor alone," Presley replied.

"But she's being a brat! We can't put everything on hold just for her. As it is, I'm going to be late for my first class and I have a test."

Presley sighed. "And I'm going to be late for an important meeting at P3. But she's recovering from a horrible unknown illness. We need to understand that and-"

"Bullshit!" Paisley hissed. "She's been out of that coma for four months and she's been a brat since day one! I told you something like this would happen, didn't I? Besides, you hate it just as much as I do. You hate her just as much as I do! She should have stayed in that coma!"

"Paisley! Stop it right now. That's a horrible thing to say. She's our cousin and you're only going to-"

"I CAN HEAR YOU!' Patience finally shouted, burying her face in her pillow.

The voiced outside her voice became low and muffled and Patience couldn't hear them anymore.

Finally, Presley knocked gently.

"Patience, you can stay home if you like. But later tonight when we're all home, we need to have a family meeting, okay? And don't leave the house."

Moments later, footsteps signaled that Presley and paisley had left. The door slammed, the car engine started, and they were gone.

Patience sat up in bed, tears rolling down her cheeks. Four months of nothing but fighting was beginning to wear her down. Maybe Paisley was right: maybe she should have stayed in a coma.