Author's note: Wow, I was seriously thinking about deleting my last chapter, but you guys seem to like it. I don't, some if it was impulsive of me. It's taking me a lot of thought to plan out the entire story details so that's why it's taking me really long to get chapters up. But there is a lot more coming, believe me. So, all of my loyal readers, you will have more to enjoy! Please read and review, it's awesome when you guys do that! Ha-ha...

Quinn looked over at Craig. She didn't know what to say. She was speechless. This was one of those times that couldn't relate. He was lying down on her bed, balling his eyes out. She never had seen anyone this way. Her grandmother died when she was six but that was about it. She didn't understand it back then. She never understood anything...

"Are, is, is she dead?"

He looked around. "She's in critical care right now. They're, they're not sure if she's going to make it..." He ran his fingers through his hair. "I told Joey that I needed to think, and I promised you that I would come back" he paused for a minute. "Here I am".

She felt terrible. He came back. He actually came back. She was thinking of something to say, something that would make him feel better. But, she just couldn't couldn't

She went down and sat next to him on her bed.

She put her hand over his. "Craig, I am so sorry..."

Craig sat up. "No, the person who was driving the stupid car should be sorry. I swear, if I ever find him..."

He was so mad, that he was to the point of hyperventilating

"Craig, calm down, take a couple of deep breaths..."

He sighed deep in from beneath his chest. "I just, like, I can't understand the fact how someone could do something like that"

Quinn was rubbing his back in comforting motion. She wanted to do for him what he would do for her. She didn't know what happened to Angie, and wasn't about to ask.

He started crying again. "I just can't believe it. My little sister. The closest thing to my mom. Is in the hospital suffering. Suffering because someone was drunk..."

"Craig, she knows that you love her, you have to get back there. Be there. You have to. You know it"

"I can't. I can't take it anymore Quinn" Craig paused for a second. "Joey said it was fine. He doesn't care right now. He needs to be there. I need to be there"

She scooted over and hugged him. That's what he needed. His body felt cold pressed up against hers. Like something was missing.

He went on. "I don't know what I want. I just don't know..."

"She's not dead. She'll make it. I know she will"

Quinn suddenly had a rush to go upstairs, wake her sister up, hug her, and never let her go.

Honestly, Quinn wanted to get back to sleep. But Craig was here, and he needed her. They sat there for a while, just hugging each other. His flannel felt nice as she grabbed it. She looked around. The sun was starting to come up.

"Craig, are you going to go back home or to the hospital, or what?" That came out totally wrong, she thought. She wanted it to sound sincere...caring. But it didn't. It sounded like she wanted him to leave.

He let go of Quinn and looked around. "I don't think I can go back. Not tonight"

Please don't say you want to crash here...

"Joey, I think he'll be staying at the hosptial, and I just. I don't think I'll be able to..."

"Craig"

He interrupted her. "You mind if I stay here?"

She couldn't reject him like that. He seemed so innocent, so hurt when she looked at him. She agreed. It's not like her mom checked on her in her room anyway.

She tucked a piece of hair behind her ears and wiped her eyes. She was still a little groggy, but agreed to have him sleep over.

"I'll find you a sleeping bag if that's okay?"

Craig shook his head in good motion "Yeah its fine"

Quinn walked over towards her closet. She opened the doors and looked around. She seen the slip that she had worn, hours before, an old Barbie car that she used to play with when she was younger, and then she seen her sleeping bag. It was a dark, rich green. She had gotten it when she was about 10 years old for their vacation in Washington. They had gone camping in the forest. It hadn't worked out very well, seeing how Marie was only about 6 and their mother had food poisoning. They left a day early

She called over to Craig from her closet and held up her sleeping bag. "This okay?"

His face went into shock. His long legs wouldn't ever be able to fit in that. Quinn made an expression on her face. "You want to sleep in my bed?"

Please no sex...please no sex...please no sex...

"Yeah, thats fine"

Quinn dropped the sleeping bag back and walked over on the right side of her bed, Craig standing on the left. Her bed was pretty much made. She didn't feel like redoing it all.

"You don't mind it like this?

He shook his head. "Not at all"

She was tempted to say 'No strings attached' but didn't feel like dealing with that tonight. She just wanted to get some sleep.

She pulled the covers up, still standing next to her bed. She felt like she had to say something funny. Just to lighten up the conversation.

"I feel like we're married. This is the second time that we would be sleeping together"

A smiled appeared on Craig's face. "Yeah, I know. Amazing huh?"

Quinn smiled back at him while holding up her blanket. "You want to get in?"

He was standing at the other side of her bed. "Yeah, I promise, I won't, like, snore or anything"

Craig looked confused for a minute. He didn't know whether he should be with Joey, or just get away from it all. He didn't know what to do. He was lost…

Quinn was lying down in her bed. She looked up at Craig. He was still standing up, although, he looked like he was spacing out.

"Craig, you wanna get some sleep?"

He snapped back to reality. "Oh, yeah, sleep, okay"

He pulled the blankets up and lay down. Quinn turned over and shut off her lamp and then faced her body towards Craig's.

"Thank you, so much, for doing this"

Hmm…

She pulled the blankets closer to her chin. Why must he be so charming, she thought.

She didn't know what else to say. Her boyfriend was sleeping in her bed her. There was nothing to say.

"Quinn, thank you, seriously. I know…"

He turned over so he was lying on his back. Quinn moved over towards him and rested her head on his arm. She tugged at his flannel. Craig had this blank look on his face.

"Craig, you know, that I'm always her for you right?" She put her hand underneath the blankets and found his. She forcefully laced their hands together.

Craig was fidgeting around. He couldn't fall asleep like this. He didn't say anything.

"Craig…"

Quinn looked outside towards her window. The sky was a peach, purplish color. It was beautiful.

He interrupted her. "I'm going to try and go to sleep okay. I mean, it's not like I will anyways…"

"Okay then…"

This is grand. My boyfriend is acting like a complete jerk….I think he's my boyfriend. I mean, I hope he is…Oh god…she thought

She turned over. She just wanted to get some sleep. She had a long day.

"G'night Craig"

"'Night As… um…Quinn"

As Quinn? Whatever…

Quinn turned over and pulled the blankets to her chest. She felt so terrible. She had never seen anyone like this, but she could understand. She thought about the night. About Craig. About everything. She thought until she couldn't think anymore….slowly her mind went off into soothing dreams….

"SEE! Mom, look I told you!"

Quinn heard her door open. She propped herself on her elbows and looked towards the door. There stood her mother and Marie.

"Quinn! What the hell are you doing?"

Craig awoke suddenly. He looked terrified.

"I told you mom, she's having sex again…"

"Quinn! What, who is that?"

She looked over at Craig. He sat up. He was still in his clothes from hours earlier. He slept in his clothes…great. She thought…

Craig spoke up. "Mrs. …."

"Mom, meet my boyfriend. Craig"

Her mother's jaw dropped as Marie crossed her arms in satisfaction.