Author's note: Sorry if this chapter took a while, and that it's pretty crappy, but I haven't been inspired. I know what I want to write, but I don't know how to write it. Plus, it didn't help that no one reviewed my last chapter. Yeah, that's right. Not one review for Chapter 5. I know it was bad, but some feed back would have been nice!

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The sound of the birds chirping had become Grace's favorite sound to wake up to. No more alarms, no more parents yelling that you're late, no more nothing. Just the birds.

Grace listened to the soft song before getting up and dressing. It was already a warm day, and she and Luke were going to help Mrs Spencer move a few things. Hopefully this visit will be as fun as the last, Grace thought.

As Grace went downstairs, she heard Luke humming. It wasn't often that Luke would hum, but it made it different. Grace felt as if she and Luke had lived here forever, already haven become accustom to everything around. She wanted to stay here forever, just her and Luke.

She watched as Luke made them some eggs, and noticed that he didn't just seem different, he looked different too. He seemed calmer, and he was tanned. Grace had the uncontrollable urge to just kiss him, right then and there. He turned around, and a smile captured his lips. Grace smiled back.

Yup, Grace never wanted to go back home.

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Mrs Spencer greeted them warmly. "It's about time you two showed up! I was worried the cookies were going to get cold." Luke laughed at that, and Grace smiled. Her usual comments popped into her mind, but she disregarded them. Mrs Spencer had only been nice to her, and shown interest in what she believed in. How could she not be nice back?

Mrs Spencer told the two teens to go downstairs to help hr clean out George's old bedroom. She was going to be putting that room up for rent, and she needed help to bring everything upstairs.

Walking in the room, Luke felt a rush of emotions. It had been years that he had been in this room, a room full of science and knowledge. But since he had been in there, many things had changed. Where there was now a poster of an 90s band, used to be a poster of the solar system. Where various scientific instruments had once been, a row of pictures of a beautiful woman stood. His room was no longer the blue color that Luke remembered, but more of a dark yellow color.

"You okay?" Grace asked, noticing the look on Luke's face.

"Yeah. I'll be fine."

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Even at 7 years old, Luke loved science. He and his new found friend George would spend hours talking about one scientific thing or another. He was glad that someone shared his interest in knowledge, since no one in his family could care less if the sun revolved around the earth instead of the other way around. George, who was only a two years older, didn't mind talking about Galileo or about Einstein. In fact, he loved it.

"I wish my family would listen to me," Luke said, sighing as he and George soaked their feet in the water.

"My Grandma's the only one that listens. My mom and dad are too busy," the other boy replied. Luke nodded, knowing the feeling.

"If I ever have to run away, I would run away here." Both boys agreed that this would be the best place to go.

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Grace knew that this room was affecting Luke by his far away look. It pained Grace to see Luke looking so lost amid the boxes scattered around the room. Since Mrs Spencer was still in the room Grace refrained from comforting him.

"Hey Geek, the faster we get this done, the faster we get to go swimming," Grace said, hoping to get Luke to snap out of his memories. A ghost of a smile appeared on his face at the thought of Grace in a bathing suit and begun putting things in boxes.

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After having worked for 3 hours straight, Mrs Spencer let the two teen take a break. "Let me go get some cookies and some lemonade for the two of you," she said kindly, noticing how hot they looked.

"Thanks," they mumbled at the same time.

They sat in silence on a box, not even looking at one and other. Grace could tell that Luke missed his friend.

"Look dude. If you don't want to talk about how you're feeling, I get it. But don't ignore me."

Luke looked up at the sound of Grace's voice. He had been ignoring her since they got here, and he knew he would have to pay the price for it.

"Sorry. I-"

The sound of something tumbling down the stairs took their attention away from their talk. Mrs Spencer's limp body slithered down the stairs with juice staining her green shirt. Luke and Grace rushed to her side.

"Go call 911!" Grace ordered and Luke scrambled up the stairs. Grace felt for a pulse and found one. She noted that Mrs Spencer's chest was rising and falling, meaning she was still breathing.

"They'll be about half an hour, since the hospital's in the next town over," Luke said, hurrying down the stairs. Grace nodded. Mrs Spencer looked like a different woman. She was pale and sick looking. Not like the Mrs Spencer Grace was used to, full of energy and flushed.

Grace would make sure that Mrs Spencer was still breathing every few minutes. The attempt to wake her up had been futile and they hoped that nothing was wrong. The ambulance was there in 25 minutes and both rode with Mrs Spence to the hospital.

After waiting in the waiting room for almost an hour, a doctor came out. "How is she?" Luke asked, worry written all over his face.

"Were you two the gentleman and woman with her?" the doctor asked, hesitant to give out her condition. The two nodded eagerly, wanting to know just what had happened.

"I'm Dr Mitchell. Unfortunately, Mrs Spencer fell due to cancer in her bones." Grace gasped in horror. "Her hip gave out, making her fall down the stairs. It's an early stage, but due to her age, we would have to start treatment right away. Would you happen to know where her grandson is? She's been asking for him."

Grace and Luke looked at each other then back to the doctor. Neither knew where he was, only that he was in New York at college. They shared this information with the doctor and asked to go visit Mrs Spencer.

"She should be awake right now, but she will probably be disoriented by the medications we gave her."

"Why did you tell us about her condition? Isn't that reserved for family members only?" Grace asked, feeling uneasy on how willing the doctor seemed to give the information.

Dr Mitchell seemed uneasy with the question, but answered it never the less. "Mrs Spencer asked me to tell you, since it was you too who helped her."

Grace noted that the doctor was young, not any older than late 20s, and probably not used to talking to the relatives, or friends in this case.

"Thanks," Luke said before he and Grace went to find Mrs Spencer.

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Author's note: Once again, I apologize for the lateness of the chapter, but nothing was coming to mind. PLEASE review. I got no reviews on my last chapter :(