London walked down the hall to the nurse's station.

"Excuse me, can you tell me where I can find Maddie Thomson?"

"I'm sorry she's checked out."

"What, she was supposed to get a bone marrow transplant today."

"Yeah, we collapsed her immune system and sometime during the night she got a fever."

"You mean …" The nurse nodded, London barely knew her, yet she broke down right there, all the tears she had held back since forever pored down her cheeks. She cried for her parent divorce, she cried for Maddie, she cried for little Maddie, she cried for Maddie's family, she cried for little Maddie's family, and she cried for herself and how she was so sad that Esteban, Corrie and Mary Margaret hated her and she cried for the fact that she would never be loved, because she was a spoiled brat.

It took about half an hour for London to calm down. She walked back to Maddie's room with her tear stained face not even caring that she looked horrible. When she got back to Maddie's room she heard Corrie talking to Maddie, she walked in, but Corrie and Mary didn't seem to care,

"I was bored so I started writing, I wrote this for you, It's a song, I'll sing it to you," She took a deep breath. "Will we be friends when we grow old or is the end of the line? I hurt with you, I loved with you but the world just seems to get in the way. Is this the end of the line? Oh please don't leave me. Don't let your heart let go we'll find a way the journey has only begun. Is this the end of the line? Oh yeah oh is the end of the line? You lead I'll follow, don't let your heart let go we'll find a way. The journey has only begun, is this the end of the line? Is this the end of the line?" She finished the song, and London watched as a tear fell down both their cheeks almost at the same time. London looked at them and they walked toward her and they hugged the way they hadn't done in a long time. London looked at Maddie's face, her eyelashes fluttered and her feet began to twitch. Her fingers slowly moved.

"I…I think she's waking up." Mary Margaret said breaking the silence in the room.

"Me too, we need to tell someone." Corrie said. London ran out the door, actually running not just walking fast, she ran all the way to the nurse's station and told them. Esteban and the Fitzpatricks were walking down the hall when they London telling them what was happening. All of them ran down the hall.

(Maddie's room)

Maddie was struggling to sit up in bed when the doctor came in and helped her up.

"Hello Maddie, do you remember her?" he asked her pointing to Corrie. She shook her head. "Can you tell me out loud?"

"No, I don't know her." Corrie felt her heart tighten, she doesn't remember me. I'm one of her best friends and she doesn't remember me. She grabbed her purse and spiral notebook and ran out the door too upset to speak.

"What about her?" He pointed to Mary.

"I don't remember her either."

"I…I've got to go check on Corrie." She left.

"What about them?" He pointed to her parents.

"I don't know them either." I know she doesn't remember me if she doesn't remember her parents. London thought.

"What about them?" He pointed to Esteban and London.

"I don't remember the guy, but I remember the girl, he name is London, and her dad owns a hotel. I work at that hotel. She's my best friend."

"Right, that's exactly who she is."

"I'm going to go tell Mr. Moseby that you're okay." He left the room.

"We'll leave you two alone, so you can spend some time together." Mr. Fitzpatrick told them and he took his wife's hand and led her out the door.