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Summary: This may be out of order in whatever way, but hey, its my story, I get to decide how it goes. ;-) Sorry if it takes a while for me to get it posted, but I've been writing it in whatever time I get between classes and stuff and I'm laptop less so its all scribbled down on paper and I've actually gotta find time to type it all up. But hopefully I'll find enough time somewhere. =) Also, I've decided to make it easier on people to let me know what they think, and give me more ideas of what to write. If you would like, I can be reached via email or Yahoo! messenger at AdorableKittens2002Yahoo.com or via AOL instant messenger as PrincessSpzMnky . Feel free to drop me a line if you'd like. =) Happy Reading! =)

Morning Visits

"Mr. Oliver . . . . ." a gentle voice said, as Tommy slowly opened his eyes, bright rays of sun pouring through the window, partially blinding him for a brief moment. "Good Morning Mr. Oliver! I see you got some sleep last night!"

"Uh yeah, I guess . . ." Tommy mumbled as he gently rubbed his eyes.

"Would you like some breakfast this morning? Nurse Oliver said you could probably use some coffee."

"Is she here?"

"At the moment no, but if you would like, I can have her paged for you."

"Ok . . . Tell her coffee would be great. She knows how I like it."

"I will page her for you right away." the nurse told him. "Oh, by the way,, you have a delivery at the nurse's station."

"I do?"

"Would you like me to have Nurse Oliver bring it in with her?"

"Yes please. Send her right in."

"Right away Mr. Oliver! Is there anything else I can get for you?"

"No thanks, I'm fine." Tommy said softly, rubbing his eyes one more time as the nurse walked out of the room. Tommy yawned as he turned to look at his wife. "Good Morning Beautiful." he said, leaving down to place a gently kiss on her lips. "I wish you would wake up . . I miss you . . . . ." Tommy gently stroked Kimberly's face, praying that her condition would improve very soon.

"Knock knock!" a friendly voice said from the door, as Tommy watched Kimberly breathe. "There's a little girl over her, who missed her Daddy!"

"Hey Darlene." Tommy said, turning toward the door. "Princess! How's my little girl?" Tommy reached for his daughter, who's arms were outstretched toward him. "Oh, my Baby Girl! I love you so much!" Mariah hugged her Daddy, laying her head on his shoulder, looking toward Kimberly.

"How's she doing?" Darlene asked, looking at her daughter.

"I don't' know, I just woke up. But most of the time, no news is good news. At least she's not doing any worse."

"Hang in there Tommy." she said softly.

"I'm trying to. Its just been a really long few weeks. All I want right now, if for Kimberly to just wake up, so I can take her home."

"I'm sorry Sweetie. I know how hard this is for you."

"I Darlene!" Christine said as she walked into the room with a cop of coffee.

"Hey Christine! How are you?"

"I'm good! How are you? Would you like some coffee?"

"I'm doing pretty good. I'll take a rain check on the coffee though, I'm trying to cut back."

"Oh, excellent! I've cut back too, but I thought Tommy could use a cup. Here you go Honey."

"Thanks Mom." Tommy said softly, taking the cup from her.

"Mariah Maylene! Where is my hug?!?" Christine asked her granddaughter, her hands set on her hips. "Nana needs a hug from a certain little girl!" Mariah just turned her head, burying her face in the crook of Tommy's neck.

"Mariah! Go see Nana!" Tommy laughed, as Christine reached out to take her.

"Mariah, Nana needs a hug!" Christine told her, smothering the little girl with kisses. Mariah smiled as Christine jokingly kissed her a million times, before hugging her tight.

After all the hugging and kisses stopped, Mariah looked back toward Tommy, holding her short arms out for him to take her back.

"Spoiled!" Tommy said with a smile, as he set down his coffee and took his daughter again.

"Yes she is!" Christine agreed.

"Mom?" Tommy said softly. "Have you head any news?"

"I'm sorry Sweetie, I haven't. But let me go check Kimberly's chard, and see if I can find Doctor Meyers."

"OK . . . Thanks." he said, slightly defeated.

"Tommy, cheer up." Darlene told him. "No news is good news, remember?"

"But it can also be bad . . . . ." he said as Christine slowly left the room.

"You could at least try to be positive."

"You sound like Kimberly."

"Ever wonder where she got it from?"

"No, not really. Kimberly has always been the most positive and upbeat person I've ever met. Its just who she is."

"It just helps your happiness."

"I guess . . . . ." Tommy said softly, as Mariah stuck her arm out toward Kimberly.

"Mariah misses her . . ." Darlene said softly, watching her granddaughter reaching toward Kimberly.

"Yesterday she squirmed out of my arms and fell asleep on Kimberly's chest, with her ear against Kimberly's heart."

"Tommy, I know you love my daughter . . . . ."

" . . . Its mor than just that . . . . . Kimberly is everything I have ever wanted in life, and more . . . . . I wouldn't even be alive if it weren't for her . . . . ."

"Don't underestimate yourself Tommy."

"I'm not . . . Kimberly means everything to me. She's my life. I would do anything to make her better."

"Tommy, you really need to relax." Christine said walking back into the room, with Kimberly's chart.

"Mom, please don't lecture me. Its way too early for that."

"Tommy, I just think you need to chill out a little bit."

"Mom . . . . . . . . . ."

"Sweetie . . . . ."

"Christine, is there any news?" Darlene asked, changing the subject.

"Not really. However, a lot of the swelling in Kimberly's spinal cord has gone down."

"What about her brain stem?" Tommy asked.

"It looks like that has gone down too . . ."

"Its about time!" Tommy said, his spirits beginning to lift.

"Sweetie, I don't' want you to start getting your hopes up."

"Mom, you know that I don't want to hear that . . ."

Tommy . . . . ."

"Christine, when are you getting a break?" Darlene asked.

"Actually, I'm off right now. I worked graveyard last night."

"Oh! Excellent! Why don't you and I take a break.. See if we can get some things done today. I need to stop by Kimberly's store for a while, and pick up the books . . ."

"You know, taking a break sounds really good Why don't' we get out of here. Mariah, let's go play with Grandma Darlene today!" Christine said, reaching for her granddaughter.

"Thanks Mom. Thanks Darlene." Tommy said kissing his daughter as he handed her over. "I love you Princess!"

"Wave bay bye to Daddy!" Darlene told her.

"We'll be back a little later Honey. Call me if you need me." Christine said with a gentle smile, then followed Darlene out of the room.

Tommy sighed as he turned back to his wife, slowly reaching for her hand. "Good news sweetie! You're getting a little better!" Tommy smiled as he gently squeezed her hand. "Now you just need to wake up . . . . . . . . ." Tommy took a deep breath as he sat down on the chair next to Kimberly's bed. "Kimberly . . . . . Honey, I miss you so much! . . . . . I miss having you with me, hearing your voice, seeing you smile . . . . . . . . I miss the way you kiss me first thing in the morning . . .I miss the way you laugh . . . . . I miss the way you look at me, like I'm the only guy in the world . . . . . . . . . . . Baby, I miss just holding you in my arms . . . . . . . . So much has happened since your accident Honey . . . . . . . . . I would give anything to have you back with me. There is so much I need to talk to you about. I hate keeping it all inside . . .You're the only person I can talk to though . . . . . I know, I have Jason and David . . . But its just not the same . . . . . . . . . You're my wife. You're the other half of my soul . . . . .And you are the only person I love and can always talk to . . . . . . . . . I love you so much Kimberly! Please Baby, I need you to wake up . . . . . . . . . My life just isn't the same without you with me. I really need you back . . . . . So please Kim . . . . . . Please wake up . I need to have you back." Tommy got up from the chair he was sitting on and moved to sit down on Kimberly's bed. He carefully laid down next to her, gently wrapping her in his arms. "Please baby, I love you so much! . . . . . Please wake up soon!" Tommy laid with his wife, holding her close to him, wishing and praying that she would wake up. 3 weeks had gone by since Kimberly's accident, yet there she remained, laying in the hospital, completely comatose.

To Be Continued . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .