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Something Good For Once

Three years? He had been asleep and in a coma for three whole years. He had missed so much. For all he knew, there could be a new president, Journey could have come out with a new CD, people could have died or some other major event may have happened that would have affected his life.

Ryan felt like he had died and come back to life. So many things he knew would have changed. Three years from when he was last awake, would put him in his junior year in College. Then it hit Ryan, His Family!. He needed to see Sandy and Kirsten. He needed to see Seth. He needed to know what was going on. Ryan remembered clearly why he had been so upset that night of the car crash. He saw Marissa kissing the yard guy. But now, Ryan just wanted to see her. He had been through so much, and he thought if he could only see her. If he could only see her, he would forgive all her mistakes that she ever made.

Ryan was pulled out of his trance by his treating nurse.

"Mr. Atwood, do you have any idea where you are?" The nurse asked, trying to see if Ryan suffered from any brain damage after all this.

"Yes. I am at Newport Memorial Hospital. I got into a car accident." Ryan responded, clearing all suspicions of that claim.

"Good, now I am going to call, the man that acted as your guardian, Sandy Cohen. I believe he had been the one to watch over you for all this time. So let me just excuse myself and make this call." The nurse said, exiting the room to go find a telephone to call Sandy. Ryan couldn't wait to see Sandy again. To find out all that went on while he was away. He just hoped that things didn't change too much, and could go back to the way they were before his tragic accident. But he wasn't so confident.

SANDY"S OFFICE

Sandy had been sitting at his dresser thinking about what he was going to do for his case. He had to fight for another nuisance client as his new firm. He didn't want to take these cases, but he found out that these were all that existed in Newport. But he found that by being able to do these types of cases, he could do some more pro-bono kids doing what Jimmy once called it, helping kids with nothing. And then he would focus on that one special kid. Ryan Atwood.

It had been nearly 1 month since Sandy had last visited Ryan. He used to go all the time, but his visits slowly dwindled down to every other day, then every week, and now it was at a month away. Sandy did feel bad that he wasn't visiting anymore, but he knew it was for the best for him. Ryan's accident was the worst thing that had ever happened to his family, or what used to be his family.

Sandy continued to work on one of his cases, when his cell phone rang. He looked at the number on the screen. Newport Memorial Hospital. Sandy felt his heart skip a beat, and then realized what must have happened. He had been waiting and dreading this day now for three years. Ryan must have finally died.

Sandy picked up the phone, to the sound of a giddy nurse, who he knew to be Mary.

"Hello?"

"Hey Mr. Cohen."

"Hey Mary. Did it happen? He is gone isn't he?" Sandy asked sadly, already knowing the truth on what had happened.

"No Mr. Cohen, that didn't happen. But I think you should come down here right away." Mary spoke into the phone, not doing the best of job to conceal her happiness. She really wanted to just yell to Mr. Cohen that Ryan had woken up, but she knew it was against hospital policy to speak about patients over the phone.

"All right I am on my way," Sandy spoke into the phone not really sure what to feel. It was good to know that Ryan wasn't dead. But he just couldn't think of another reason that he was wanted to come in. Maybe there was a money issue. Leaving him on life support all those years, may have added up to a hefty cost, so that could be the problem and most likely was. So Sandy finally agreed, this was a financial problem.

Sandy grabbed his checkbook, and walked outside. He got into his jag convertible and rode to the hospital. When he finally arrived, he walked the steps and into the elevator he had rode so many times before. Sandy thought back to the day that Ryan got into his accident………….

FLASH BACK

Sandy sat home in the dining room. He had been having a nice dinner for once. It was just him and Kirsten. Seth was out somewhere, and Ryan was visiting Marissa. It was nice for them to have a dinner alone while the boys were home. They had had so many dinners with just themselves this Summer. But these were special, because their two sons were home. Sandy and Kirsten were involved in fun conversation, when the telephone rang.

"I got it." Sandy stated, as he got up out of his seat, going over to see who was there.

"Hello." He started.

"Ssss…annnndddy?" Marissa stuttered onto the phone. Sandy could tell the hurt in her voice. She was crying, and he knew then that something serious had happened.

"Marissa, What is wrong?!" Sandy questioned her, as he raised his voice slightly.

"Rrrr..yaaannn! He was in a cccarr Accident." Marissa cried into the phone. Sandy nearly died right then and there.

"Where are you?

"Newport Memorial."

"I'm on my way. You stay put." He ordered. Once he hung up the phone, he rushed back into the living room and told a worried Kirsten the news. She started crying. Sandy and Kirsten finally got their acts together, and rode to the hospital. When they pulled up, they went straight to the ER. They were told that Ryan was in surgery currently, and they should report to the waiting room on the third floor. The woman at the desk also said that a young girl was also here She claimed to be his girlfriend. She said she was on the third floor already. Sandy nodded his head, and he ran over to the elevator, grabbing Kirsten's hand. He stepped foot into the elevator, preparing himself for one of the worst days of his life…..

PRESENT

The floor number three popped up. Sandy remember the day well. HE rushed off of the elevator, embracing a devastated Marissa. That is where Marissa confessed that is was all her fault. But Sandy knew that she had been through everything that summer, can could not blame her. Then Sandy could remember finding out that Ryan was in a coma.

Sandy drifted back to today. He walked over to the front desk, and saw Mary, the women who had originally greeted him, on the very first day that he found out. She had been so gentle, so caring, so soothing. But now in the present, Sandy didn't know what, but he could tell by her concealed smile that something was up.

"Hey Mr. Cohen. Come into Ryan's room for a minute."

Sandy nodded and followed her there. She stepped in and then he did. When he did, his heart stopped.

There he saw Ryan. Ryan was awake. He was responsive, and he was smiling at Sandy. Suddenly Sandy's vision went black, and he collapsed onto the floor.

The nurses rushed over to Sandy who obviously had just fainted.

"Think he is happy to see me?" Ryan spoke up.

"We all are Mr. Atwood, we all are.

Read and Review. It may sound happy now, but if you picked up on a few things, you should realize what major problems there are. In this story, there will be flash backs to many events during those three years. Thanks for the support, and do not forget to R/R. Bobbo.