Sorry it took me a while to get an update up. I had absolutely no ideas! It was crazy. Lol. But anyway here it is. Nothing much happens in this chapter just sort of a hospital trip but more will happen in the near future. Oh, and I didn't forget that this is a Ryan and Marissa story. She just isn't in this chapter. But she is still a main character so no; I didn't forget what this story was supposed to be about. And also check out my other story Alone and Confused. And don't forget to review! It helps me write! I wasn't going to update this story tonight but then I read the reviews and I decided I should so here it is. Sorry for this. On with the story!

"Hello Sandy Cohen, I presume?" A male doctor in white scrubs walked out of a room and came towards the three waiting Cohen's.

"Yes. I'm Sandy, this is my wife Kirsten, and this is our other son Seth." The doctor shook each of their hands as Sandy introduced them.

"My name is Dr. Hugh Glory. I've been working on Ryan."

"How is he?" Kirsten asked as she held onto Sandy's hand. It was obvious that she had been crying. Her makeup was smudged and her eyes were red rimmed and bloodshot.

"He's going to be fine. Six of his ribs are cracked but with time they'll heal completely. His ankle is pretty badly sprained but we've secured it with a splint. He should be able to walk on it without the splint in about two weeks. But the thing I'm most worried about is his head. When he was brought in he wasn't able to form coherent sentences. I don't think he'll forget anything but I'd rather be safe then sorry, so we're going to keep him here overnight. By the looks of it he hit his head pretty damn hard. We've had to put 13 stitches in. He should be set to go by tomorrow evening. I don't want him to walk on his bad ankle if he can help it and if you can't avoid it, any strenuous activity has to be supervised. I know the stitches are in his head but you'd be surprised how easily head stitches rip."

"Can we see him now?" Seth asked stepping up to the doctor.

"We've put him on a sedative so he should be asleep. Even if he's not he's going to be extremely drowsy. But if you want, you can go in and sit with him. I'm only supposed to let one person in at a time but as long as you guys don't start throwing things around in there I'll keep my mouth shut." Dr. Glory gave them all a friendly smile.

"Thank you," Sandy said returning the doctors smile.

A beeping sounded and Dr. Glory reached into his pocket. "I've got to go check on another patient. Ryan's right through that door," he pointed to a door directly behind the Cohen's. "I'll be up later to check up on him again."

As Dr. Glory walked away Seth spoke up. "Okay, so all this happened because Ryan tried to apologize? Wow, I'm not ever going to apologize again, if it means I'm going to end up in a hospital with a concussion and cracked ribs, and the ankle thing, and whatever else is wrong with Ryan."

"Let's go you two. I'm sure Ryan wants to see us." Kirsten gently pushed Seth and Sandy into the room where Ryan was.

When they walked into the room, it was a lot better then they had been expecting. Ryan was under the covers so you couldn't see the brace to keep him from moving his torso. A white bandage was wrapped around his head pushing his hair up away from his eyes which were closed. If he hadn't had all the wires and IV's attached to him, it would have just looked like he was asleep.

Seth walked up to Ryan and tapped him on the shoulder. "Ryan buddy, wake up."

"Seth," both Sandy and Kirsten said at the same time.

"He needs his rest, son. Let him sleep." Sandy walked forward and led Seth away from Ryan.

Sandy pulled up three chairs for them to sit on. The three of them sat talking together of what they were going to do about Volchok. Seth wanted to get together some big, tough guys from Chino to beat the living daylights out of him. Sandy wanted to bring Volchok to court to sue him. Kirsten just wanted to talk to him. Try to figure out what was making him angry and violent. She knew he was still just a kid and thought that he had just made a mistake. Of course she was mad about what he had done to Ryan but when Ryan had first come to live with them he had also been angry and violent and had turned out to be an amazing kid. Maybe Volchok was the same. Maybe with some guidance and discipline he could turn out like Ryan had...

All three of them jumped when Ryan moaned from the bed. Immediately Kirsten was at his side with a hand on his arm, closely followed by a worried Seth and Sandy.

"Honey, are you in pain? Do you want me to call a nurse?" Kirsten gently whispered to Ryan. She knew that his concussion would give him a pretty severe headache so she didn't want to talk to loud to make it any worse.

Ryan tried swatting away her hand. He was still asleep and he seemed to be caught in a dream.

"No," he murmured. "I don't want anymore shrimp."

Seth laughed. "Phew. For a minute there I thought he was having a horrible nightmare about someone beating the crap out of him or something. Appears to just be something about shrimp."

Sandy chuckled and even Kirsten had to try to keep the smile off her face. She was relieved he wasn't having a nightmare but that didn't mean he wasn't still in pain.

"Well, since it doesn't look like Ryan will be waking up anytime soon why don't we all get some rest? I doubt that all three of us will be allowed to stay the night here but to hell with rules. No one has kicked us out yet. Let's take advantage of that," Sandy said settling back into his chair.

"That sounds good." Kirsten sat down next to Sandy and snuggled into his shoulder.

"Well, since you two seem to be comfortable I'll take the couch. Goodnight." Before Sandy or Kirsten could argue Seth was already on the couch and under an extra blanket.

The next morning, Kirsten was first up. She looked over at Seth and saw that his entire upper body was hanging off the couch. His arms were over his head and he was facing the ceiling. She would never understand how her son was able to sleep in that kind of a position. Next she looked over at Sandy and found him in almost the exact same position as he was the night before. The only thing different was his head drooping onto his chest. She slowly got up as to not wake him up and walked over to Ryan. He was also in the same position and she was happy to see that he had a calm, relaxed expression on his face. She figured everybody would be hungry once they all woke up so she went downstairs to get some breakfast for them all.

While she was gone Sandy woke up. He looked at his watch and read the time. 7:13. It was early. But then again these chairs were so uncomfortable he was surprised that he had been able to fall asleep at all. Soon after Seth started to stir.

"Dad? What time is it?" Seth asked as he rubbed his eyes and stretched his arms up above his head.

"7:30. Ryan should be up soon."

Right as he said that there was a low groan from the bed. Immediately Seth and Sandy were at Ryan's side asking if he was in pain? Was he hungry? How was he feeling?

"Mmmm, I'm good. Just a little sore I guess. What happened anyway?" Ryan interrupted the two Cohen men halfway through their questioning as he opened his eyes.

"You don't remember?" Sandy asked with his eyebrows knitting together in worry.

"The last thing I remember was being on somebody's driveway." Ryan had a look on his face as if he was trying hard to remember something. "Oh wait. Yeah, it was Volchok's driveway. Yeah I remember that. I also remember waking up in his bed."

Seth snorted from the side. "Got a little action did we? I'm just a little irked that it was with another guy. Volchok at that. But it's your prerogative. You do as you wish."

Ryan just glared at him from his bed.

"I was kidding, man. But it's good to see you've still got the look."

Ryan just continued to glare at him until Sandy spoke up and started questioning Ryan once again on how he was feeling.

"I'm feeling fine, Sandy. I'd tell you if I wasn't. You don't have to keep worrying."

"Kid, it's my job to worry about you. Even when you're not lying in the hospital I'm going to worry about you. This just sort of added to it. Nothing I can do about it. Sorry, but you're just going to have to live with this. Seth is used to it by now."

"That is very true, father. But, I have had 17 years to come to terms with your overbearing parenting."

"I am not overbearing."

Seth just snorted and rolled his eyes.

"Maybe only sometimes. But it's only because I love you."

"Okay, it's getting gayer in here by the second. First Ryan admits to waking up in Volchok's bed."

"I didn't wake up in his bed! I mean I did but it was only because I was knocked out and had no where else to go. And since it was his fault I guess he felt guilty," Ryan interrupted.

"You like it rough, eh?" Seth wiggled his eyebrows up and down suggestively.

"As soon as I'm out of here Seth, you are a dead man."

Seth ignored him and continued. "And now you dad. Men don't tell other men they love each other." Seth thought for a minute, "Unless their gay. Which I have absolutely no problem with."

At that moment Kirsten walked in with three cups of steaming coffee balancing precariously on her one arm as she used her other to open the door. She tiptoed into the room and eased the door closed not realizing the three boys were staring at her.

"Hey sweetie." Sandy said in a bright voice.

Kirsten immediately turned around and when she saw the three men looking at her she covered her chest with her hand.

"God, Sandy. You scared me."

"Sorry. So are those coffees for us to? Or did you stock up for yourself."

"They're for all of us. But I'm not sure if Ryan's allowed to have coffee while he's still in the hospital so none of us will be having any coffee until I find out from Dr. Glory."

"Mom, he's in the hospital for a head wound. He didn't have surgery or anything else major. I don't think it would kill him if he had small cup of coffee," Seth said in a sarcastic tone.

"Well," Kirsten said completely ignoring her son's tone, "just to be safe, I'm going to go check with the doctor."

"But you just got them. Why would you bring them in here if you weren't going to let us have any?" Seth asked.

"Well, I guess it would be okay. Ryan, are you feeling okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine. My head just hurts a little."

"Well, Dr. Glory said that's to be expected. You'll probably be feeling sore for the next couple days at the least. But don't you worry. Plenty of bed rest and fluids and you'll be back to your former self." Kirsten handed them each a cup of coffee as she was saying all this.

"What do fluids have to do with broken ribs and a cut on the head?" Seth spoke up from the couch he was sitting on.

"Seth, don't be a smartass."

"Mom, I wasn't being a smartass, I was just stating the obvious."

No one spoke up. Sandy started talking to Kirsten about how they'd split some time off to stay with Ryan as he was recuperating, while Seth filled Ryan in on what summer had done the previous day.

"Seth, I've been in here a night. I'm positive I didn't miss anything important."

"Yeah I know. But I always like to be in the know. Figured you would to."

Ryan just sighed and closed his eyes trying to get some sleep. As long as Seth thought he still had an audience he wouldn't stop talking and probably wouldn't bother waking Ryan up.

When the doctor came in that evening Ryan was asleep and Sandy, Kirsten, and Seth were all talking. When the three of them saw the doctor they got up.

"Well, Ryan seems to be doing well. You can take him home tonight. I'm going to give you a prescription for some painkillers and if you need anything, if he's in pain or if he gets s fever, I want you to call me right away. I'm also going to give you gauze to put over his stitches. I want you to check them every 8 hours just to make sure they're still in tact. And like I said before, I don't want him moving around too much. That would be too much for his ribs. Keep him off his feet as much as you can and give him these painkillers I'm subscribing when he wakes up and before he goes to sleep. I also want you to bring him in for a checkup in about a week just to check his stitches and his concussion. If he appears to be sleeping more then he usually does make sure he remembers where he is, who he is, just basic stuff like that. It was nice meeting you all. I hope I don't see you too often." Dr. Glory said with a smile before handing Sandy a piece of paper with Ryan's subscriptions written on it.

"Thank you doctor. I'll see you in a week for his checkup," Kirsten said shaking his hand.

"Okay, let's go home. I'll wake up Ryan and you two go get the car ready," Kirsten said to Seth and Sandy pointing towards the door.

As the two men walked out the door Kirsten walked over to Ryan's sleeping form and gently nudged him.

"Ryan lets go. Time to wake up."

Ryan groaned and then covered his head with his blankets. "Just 5 more minutes, Kirsten."

Kirsten smiled. "Ryan, wouldn't you rather sleep in your own bed?"

"No," Ryan answered. It sounded like he was pouting but Kirsten couldn't be sure. She had never seen Ryan pout so she didn't know what he was like when he did.

"Well, that's too bad. You don't really have a choice. But be careful when you're getting up. I don't want you to hurt your ribs."

"Yeah, and you forcing me out of bed isn't going to hurt them at all." Ryan said sarcastically.

After waiting for 10 minutes he finally dragged himself out of bed and Kirsten helped him into the bathroom to change into his street clothes. When he limped out Kirsten couldn't help but smile at his appearance. His hair looked as if he had just been through a hurricane and his bottom lip was sticking out in a child like pout. She would never tell him but she thought he looked adorable. She knew that wasn't what he was going for.

"Good, you're ready. Let's go. Seth and Sandy have been waiting for a long time now." She wrapped and arm around his waist supporting him.

He sullenly walked out with her and into the car. He climbed into the backseat next to Seth and leaned against the window.

"Nice hair, buddy. It looks awesome," Seth said with a big grin on his face.

"Shut up, Seth."

"Touchy, touchy."

"Seth leave Ryan alone. He's had a rough weekend." Kirsten piped up from the front seat ending Seth's teasing.

When they finally arrived at the Cohen's house Ryan was the first one out. He slammed the car door closed before limping up to the front door and slamming that shut to. Sandy, Seth, and Kirsten just started at the now closed door.

"Well…" Sandy began.

"What crawled up his butt and died?" Seth said from the backseat.

"Seth, anyone who just had a weekend like his, has reason to be a little grumpy," Kirsten said sticking up for Ryan.

"Honey, that was more then a little grumpy." Sandy said hiding a smile.

"Well, we're just going to have to deal with it. Ryan's never been sick or unable to do what he usually does in the house so maybe he gets surly when he's bed ridden."

"Mom, you call that surly? All that door slamming and brooding. Ugh, I don't even want to think about what he's doing right now. Probably turning the house upside down as we speak. I think that hospital visit has unleashed Ryan's inner hulk," Seth leaned forward through the front seats so he was directly in the middle of his parents.

"Well, lets go inside, make sure our house hasn't tuned into a war zone," Sandy started to get out of the car.

"Ryan against the furniture. I'd like to see that. The furniture would have Ryan wishing he'd never been born."

"Seth, don't tease Ryan for the next few days okay? Just let him relax," Kirsten said getting out of the passengers side followed by Seth who had crawled through to the front and gotten out after Kirsten.

"I'll leave him alone. Don't worry."

"Good. Now let's go help your father with Ryan."

"Ryan's gonna hate you for the next week. If you're anything like what you're normally like when someone is bedridden, he's going to be in hell for the next week."

"Seth, I am not that bad."

Seth snorted. "Sure you aren't," he said sarcastically. "Let's just ask Ryan at the end of this week. Come to think of it, if you're gonna be keeping him from seeing Marissa maybe we'll be the ones to be going through hell while he's stuck at home."

"Well," Kirsten said putting an arm around his shoulders, "I guess we'll just have to wait and see."

I know it's not very good but I had to get the whole hospital thing over with because I have other ideas that don't involve a hurt Ryan. Sooooooooo please review! Next chapter will hopefully be up soon! And that chapter will have some good twists to it I hope. Maybe not though lol. I'm not making any promises but it will be good.