Thank you again to anyone who reviewed my story. I live off of them. So, thanks again and thank you to anyone who newly reviewed it. Sorry it took so long to update, but school just started, so everything is kind of hectic. But, every chance I get, I work on the story. Keep reading and reviewing. Love everyone who does! And p.s. I just made up Derek's mom's last name because I don't know it.

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Casey POV

We walk into the hospital and I have absolutely no clue where to go. I mean, I am smart, but there's people running around everywhere. Strollers, wheelchairs, walkers, and people all over the place. I walk to the front desk, where there is some lady with big hair, like she is out of some Dr. Seuss book, sitting down behind the counter.

"Um, excuse me!" I say pretty loudly. She either doesn't hear me or she is just ignoring me. "Excuse me!" I say a little louder. Still no answer. "EXCUSE ME?" I scream at her and finally she turns around. I thought that the receptionist is supposed to be nice and polite.

"What would you like?"

"Um, well excuse you, but I would like to know where to find someone who came into the hospital." I usually try not ot be mean, but this lady was getting on my nerves.

"Name, please"

"Abby Wilson"

"Are you family?"

"Yes. I am"

"Relation." Ok, this is getting really annoying.

"I am her.. Well, I'm not related to her. He is. He's her son." I tell her, pointing back at Derek trying to be patient.

"Ok, room 273" She says and then turns back around.

"Thank you so much." I mumble. Derek and I walk up to to the 3rd floor, which is hwere it is supposed to be. "Why is there room 272 and 274, but no 273?"

Derek shrugs and says, "Um, Case, I think it's on the other side of the hall."

"Oh, ha-ha, sorry." Derek nods and we look right behind us and see room 273. "Ok, well I guess you should go in."

"I can't Casey. It's my mom. No matter what she did, she's still my mother." I look at him nad I can tell he's really hurting.

"I know, Der. What if I go in with you? I mean I would probably want to go in myself, but whatever works for you." No response. "Ok, do you want to sit down first?" Still, nothing. "Ok, come with me." He follows me to a couple of chairs in the third floor lobby and we sit down. "Do you want to wait until your father gets here?"

"Case, me and my mother have a past. A bad past. But, I still like her. She's my mom, so I love her. And you are being fake Casey. I know it." He pauses. "You're just doing this because you feel bad. You don't even like me. You just feel sorry. You can stop." He says and then runs his hair through his head.

"Derek, don't say that. I love you. It's complicated and you know that. I feel bad for in a way yes. But, I'm helping you because I want to." I try to say forcefully so he gets it. He just nods and we try to brace ourselves for what we are going to see.

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Sorry its kind of short and nothing really happened. Bt, I'm going to get the next chapter up by tomorrow or the next day. I promise. Keep reviewing even though this chapter wasn't that good. Thanks!