Hey, everyone! I know you had to wait a little while. I'm sorry! I can get the chapter started the day after I post the previous but then I get writers block and it takes me a while to get a chapter done because I have to make them a certain length and I'm a perfectionist with these. Hope you like this one!

Note: Also, just to let you know. This is not going to be a Logan/Dana romance! The two of them will just be developing a kind of brother/sister relationship where like a lot of siblings will always be trying to kill the other. They have no romantic feelings towards each other!

Disclaimer: Oh, I wish I owned Logan. If I did he wouldn't be so self absorbed.

Why Now?

Chapter 2

Panic And Waiting

PCA Lounge

"What do you mean there's been an accident?" Nicole asked.

"She said he was going to the beach and he got hit by a car and then another. She's freaking out. We need to get to the hospital," Zoey said attempting to hold back her tears.

"I'll call a taxi," Chase said taking out his own cell phone. Dialing the taxi company he told them where to pick them up and hung up. "They'll be here in a few minutes. They have someone already in our area."

"Okay," Michael said standing up as if he were in a trance. "Let's go." Seeing a nod from the other three they all began to run towards the school gates not paying attention to the strange looks sent their way. Almost as soon as they had reached the gates they saw the taxi pull up. Piling in, with Zoey in front, they told them what hospital to take them to.

Oh, God. Why is this happening now? Dana said it was bad, Zoey thought. What if he doesn't make it? No! He has to! Feeling a tear finally escape she quickly wiped it away, hoping no one saw it.

"There it is!" Nicole suddenly said pointing to the upcoming hospital. Hearing Zoey sigh of relief she gave a small, knowing smile. Okay, she so likes him! Nicole thought happily.

"That'll be $15.75," the cab driver said as they pulled up.

"Here," Michael said handing the driver a twenty. After everyone got out they all made a small nod to each other and began to run. Running through doors and halls they all let out a small laugh at the angry doctors and nurses. Going through one more door they were met with the sight of a crying Dana.

"Dana!" they all exclaimed in unison hurrying to their friend. After they reached her they all fell into a tense silence.

"What happened?" Zoey asked. "We just know that he was hit by one car then another."

Wiping her tears and taking a deep breath Dana began. "I was walking back from the beach and I saw Logan storming by so I stopped him for a minute. I asked him what was wrong and he just said that he had gotten into a fight with Zoey. He didn't tell me what it was about, but he sounded really mad and kind of hurt. I guess he was going to the beach to cool off from the fight or something, so I just turned and started heading back until I heard some screeching. I turned around and…I don't know. I think Logan was just too freaked out to move and the car hit him. He went flying and another car that had been trying to avoid the accident ended up getting involved and hit him." Breaking down again, it took Dana a couple minutes to continue with her story. "I ran over and…God, there was so much blood and his legs looked like they were broken so badly and there was a really bad head injury that I didn't see for a minute. On the ride here they lost him for a few seconds, but they got his heart going again...I'm scared," Dana said.

"We all are," Zoey said hugging her friend.

"When we got here they rushed him right into surgery," Dana added.

"If it's as bad as you say then he probably won't be out for a while," Michael said.

"Not unless they somehow got Madam Pomfery out of the Harry Potter books," Chase added earning a small laugh from the girls.

"Shouldn't someone call his parents?" Nicole asked suddenly.

"They wouldn't care."

"What do you mean?" Zoey asked.

"They wouldn't care," Michael said shrugging. "They've never cared about him. They just give him a cell phone or some gadget and go to some remote island. Summer comes and he's alone at an empty house. I spend most of my own summer there or somewhere with him so that he's not alone or sitting in his room with his nose in a book-"

"Wait," Chase said stopping him suddenly. "Logan knows how to read!"

"Don't look so amazed, Chase," Michael said shaking his head. "He looks and acts the way he does because of who his parents are. Look at their reputation. He has to act like this huge big shot to try and keep the Reese name going. Make people think that they're all that. The first time I saw him he was reading Oliver Twist. And he was nine." (Don't mind me! I had Gilmore Girls on the brain!)

"Nine?" Nicole echoed. "I read it this year and I still didn't understand it!"

"But, that's you, Nicole," Michael said earning a slap on the head from the brunette.

"Mean," Nicole said slouching in her chair, pouting.

"Crap!" Dana exclaimed suddenly.

"What?" everyone asked in unison.

"The doctors gave me these forms for Logan," Dana said blushing slightly at her forgetfulness. "I forgot about them." Taking them out and placing them on her lap she

"I'll do it," Michael said reaching out for the clip board. After having Dana pass it to him he began to fill out the necessary information. After around thirty minutes Michael finally stood and walked to the main desk. Speaking to the nurse for a few moments Michael nodded and headed back to his friends. "She said he should be out of surgery soon."

"Thank God," Zoey said sighing in relief.

"Um…Zoey?"

"Yeah, Dana?" Zoey asked looking at her friend.

"What was the fight about anyway?"

Sighing Zoey shook her head. "It was stupid. We just started fighting about the whole play and how I didn't kiss him. The fight just got really bad and I told him to stay out of my life for good and he said fine and just left. It's my fault. If I hadn't told him that he probably would have stayed and fought with me longer or something and by the time he left the car would have been long gone."

"It's not you're fault, Zoey," Michael said. "Anyone could have held him back when we saw him."

"Yeah," Nicole said nodding. "It was an accident."

"If it is anyone's fault I'd say it was the drivers," Chase said. "I mean we're taught since we're like five to not drink and drive, but he decided to anyway."

"What happened to the driver anyway?" Nicole asked.

"Killed," Dana said shortly. "After he hit Logan he swerved and went right into a tree. They said he was killed on impact. And the people from the other car are fine. Just some cuts and bruises."

"Hi," a voice said making the group look up. "You're here for Logan Reese, right?"

"Yeah," Zoey said nodding frantically. "How is he?"

"It's not good," the doctor said shaking her head. "His left leg was awful and his right was broken in 3 places. When he was hit his body twisted leaving him with serious injuries to his spine-"

"Do you mean he'll be in a wheelchair?" Chase asked.

"He does have the choice to do rehab, but it will be extremely difficult and he'll have to wait until he's healed."

"So why don't we just ask him now?" Nicole asked.

"He's not conscious," the doctor said. "In the accident he sustained a serious head injury which was the reason he was so hard to stabilize. With all the blood he lost in the accident and the head injury he slipped into a coma."

"When will he wake up?" Michael asked.

"You can never tell with comas. It could range anywhere from a few days to a few years. Like I said the head injury was very serious and we're not sure he'll wake up."

"Oh, my God," Zoey said putting her head into her hands as her eyes filled with tears.

"The first three days are critical. If he can make it through them, then there is a chance for him to wake up."

"Can we see him?" Dana asked.

"Of course," the doctor said nodding. "I'll take you to his room." Motioning for the group to follow her she led them to the elevator, up to the fifth floor of the ICU and down the hall until they reached room 952. "Visiting hours end at ten," she said stopping at the door. Before she left she turned to the teenagers. "By the way, I'm Dr. Glass."

Nodding to the doctor, Zoey took a deep breath and looked at all her friends, receiving a nod. Here goes, she thought as she opened the door. Quickly covering her mouth with her hands she gasped, feeling tears fill her eyes. Hearing all her friends gasp she slowly walked over to where Logan was lying. "Logan," she choked out in less than a whisper. How could this have happened?

Logan's once flawless face was now marred with forming bruises and multiple cuts. His left arm, which was placed over his chest, was wrapped in an Ace bandage and his legs, they knew were both in casts, were covered by the crisp, white blanket. "How can one car do this?" Chase asked softly.

"One car didn't," Dana said. "Two did."

For about fifteen minutes the group just stood in silence watching Logan's chest rise and fall with every breath. "Do the think the school's been called?" Nicole asked quietly.

"Maybe," Michael answered. "We should probably stop by the dean's office before curfew."

Looking down at his watch Chase sighed. "It's seven now. We should probably head back."

"Yeah," Zoey said nodding slightly.

Stepping up to the bed Michael placed his hand on Logan's shoulder lightly. "We'll be back tomorrow, man."

"Yeah," Dana said giving Logan a light kiss on the forehead like a mother would a child when they were ill. "We know you like your beauty rest, but you can just start going to bed earlier."

"Feel better, Logan," Nicole said giving Logan a small hug.

"You better wake up soon. We need you on the team," Chase said repeating Michael's actions and placing a hand on Logan's shoulder.

"Get better soon," Zoey said squeezing Logan's good hand. Watching as her friends made her way out the door she stood and followed. "I forgot my purse," she said suddenly a few minutes after they left.

"You want us to wait for you?" Nicole asked.

"It's okay," Zoey said shaking her head. "You go ahead. Give the cab company a call and I'll meet you at the entrance."

"Okay," Dana said shrugging.

"See you in a few," Zoey said before turning and running back towards the elevator. Rushing into one that was closing she pressed five. Now I have to go in there alone…I don't think I can. It was hard enough going in with a group. Walking out of the elevator Zoey continued until she reached 952. Taking a deep breath she pushed the door open and had to choke back tears. Deciding to take a minute Zoey sat at the nearby chair and took Logan's hand in hers again. "I heard on TV that if you talk to a person that's in a coma that they'll wake up faster. They said it was because the person would feel needed and missed. You are, Logan. You are needed and missed and you've been in the coma for what? Two hours? Logan…I'm sorry. I never should have said that stuff to you and I shouldn't have let you leave…maybe if I had you wouldn't be here," she said before feeling a few tears fall down her face. "Logan, you have to wake up. Please…" Glancing down at her watch she wiped her tears. "I have to go. I'll be by tomorrow. I promise." Bending down Zoey placed a gentle kiss on Logan's cheek and shut her eyes tight to stop a new batch of tears from falling. Standing she walked out the door and down the hall. Seeing her friends at the entrance she quickly made sure no tear streaks were left on her face.

"What took you so long?" Chase asked seeing Zoey walk up.

"It took me a couple minutes to find it. I knocked it behind the nightstand," Zoey lied.

"There's the taxi," Michael said nodding at Zoey, doubt in his eyes. Wonder what held her up. When we left her purse was on the table. She never hit it off. Going into the taxi Michael saw Chase follow him along with Dana. Uh-oh…smaller taxi…Without being able to say a word of protest Michael saw Nicole go to his side and climb onto his lap. Oh crap.

"You okay, Michael?" Nicole asked.

"Yeah," Michael forced out hoping his voice sounded normal. Damn. Why did she have to be the one to sit on my lap?

"You guys?"

"Yeah?" the group answered turning to look at Dana.

"What are we supposed to say to the dean? Are we supposed to go, "Hey, Logan got hit by a car and is in a coma. Can we have his homework?" What could we say?"

"I don't know," Zoey said. "I don't think any of us thought about this." Seeing the taxi pull up at the gates to PCA she sighed. "Looks like we'll have to figure something out."

"Yeah," Michael said nodding. Must not focus on Nicole. Must not focus on Nicole.

"I'll pay," Dana said handing the taxi driver a twenty dollar bill.

"Wow…forty bucks in two car rides," Chase said chuckling.

"We're skilled like that," Michael said.

"Oh, very," Zoey said nodding. "And it's time to see the dean."

"Oh, fun," Dana said sarcastically as the group nodded at each other and headed up the steps. Half hoping that he already knew. If he didn't Dana would have to explain it again and that's something she knew she couldn't do. It would just be too hard to have to say it all again.

TBC

Anime Girl23: DONE! YES!

Logan: And I'm in a coma!

Anime Girl23: Yup! .

Logan: Do you get some sick joy from this!

Anime Girl23: Like you wouldn't believe. Anyway…please review! If you do I'll love you all forever! And the more reviews I get I'll be encouraged to update faster! Until the chapter 3!

Note: Like I said at the beginning this will not be a Logan/Dana pairing! The reason she is acting the way she is at the end is because she saw it all and it was traumatic for her. Seeing someone she cares about nearly being killed would obviously make it hard for her to talk about. And in the hospital room it was because she feels like he is the annoying brother a lot of us have.

Bye, everyone!