"Where are they already?" Summer asked, getting up and pacing around the waiting room again. Luke just shook his head at her, he had been waiting here for hours already, what was a little longer? Not that he wasn't looking forward to going home and actually getting some sleep, his eyes were starting to burn he'd been awake for so damn long, and it had been a really night. He rolled his shoulders to try and release some of their tension. "You okay?" Summer asked him.

"Huh? Yeah, I'm fine."

"You look kind of tired,"

"It's been a long day." He admitted, and was surprised when Summer came and say down next to him.

"Yup," Summer agreed, and he noticed her glancing nervously at Marissa to notice if she reacted when she sat down next to him, but Marissa was having some kind of intense conversation with Oliver and seemed oblivious to the world around her. Anna, left behind by Seth when he had gone to find his step- brother, had wandered off to find coffee. "Do you need anything? Coffee? Food?"

"Why are you being so nice to me?" Luke couldn't help but ask.

Summer shrugged, "I dunno, you've kind of been taking care of Ryan. I never thought you could be so… Un- self centered."

"Gee thanks," Luke said, shaking his head. Well, maybe she was right, he could be a little focused on himself sometimes, but people had needed him today, and he had been there. Why was that so hard to believe? And he hadn't really done anything special. He and Summer had both taken Ryan to clinic and he and Ryan had both come to the hospital for Marissa and Oliver.

"Marissa told me you were the one who finally got Ryan to see a doctor… It's good that you were here for him. I doubt Marissa would have noticed anything wrong with him, I mean, I didn't even think he was that hurt."

"Yeah well," Luke didn't know what to say. How was it not obvious to everyone that Ryan had just been putting up a tough front? He hadn't wanted to be the one to call him out on it, but eventually he felt like he had no choice. Besides, Ryan should be grateful, he had been able to divert to Marissa's attention away from Oliver, even if it was only briefly. He felt a surge of frustration Ryan's behalf when he saw Marissa chatting away with Oliver.

He remembered all too well what it was like losing Marissa to another guy, but Ryan was a good guy who really liked Marissa, not a creep who faked injuries and made up stories about non- existent deer to cover his mistakes. He hadn't deserved Marissa, and that was why he had lost her. But Ryan? Ryan had done nothing to deserve Marissa's terrible treatment of him.

"You don't like Oliver much, do you?" Summer must have noticed the look on his face when he glanced over at Marissa and Oliver.

"I just think Marissa isn't where she should be right now," Luke growled.

"Why not? Oliver's hurt too, maybe just as badly as Ryan, and Ryan has Seth, Oliver doesn't really have anyone." Luke snorted but held his tongue, he didn't have proof that Oliver was faking. "You think he's faking, don't you?" Summer said.

"I didn't say that," Luke said defensively. He didn't want to start that battle with Summer.

"You didn't, but Ryan did apparently, I thought you might be on his side."

"If he's actually injured, then there's no sides to take." Luke told her. He couldn't believe Ryan had been stupid enough to say something like that, although the poor guy was probably pretty desperate at this point.

"You think he's faking." Summer repeated, "So really you are taking Ryan's side."

"Summer, stop trying to make drama! I'm not taking anybody's side!" Luke tried to make himself very clear. Summer looked hurt.

"I'm not trying to make drama…" She said softly, "I just meant… I dunno, I know everyone reacts differently to pain, but I dunno, Oliver just doesn't look like he's in pain at all."

"Yeah well," Luke shrugged, Oliver probably wasn't in pain, except in everyone else's neck, well maybe not Marissa's.

"I think he's kind of playing it up to get Marissa to feel sorry for him and pay attention to him. It's kind of selfish of him, I think Ryan's probably worse off."

"Yeah, probably." Luke said, shrugging, as if he didn't know the answer.

"Do you ever start a sentence without saying 'yeah'?"

"Yeah," Luke smirked, crossing his arms and sinking down into his chair, maybe he could just go to sleep right here. Maybe Summer would let him use her as a pillow, her jacket looked soft and comfy.

"It's snowing," Summer said.

"Mmm..." Luke's eyes were sliding shut, his body leaning in towards summer.

"Hey guys," Marissa came over, Luke struggled to sit upright, and Summer who had been leaning towards him, straightened.

"Hey Coop,"

"So, Oliver's in a lot of pain. I was thinking maybe some of us should go home. I mean, Ryan really doesn't need an entourage." As if it was at all about what Ryan wanted.

Luke shrugged, "Whatever, but Seth's in there with Ryan and I was going to wait, so who's gonna take him?" He asked, as if he wasn't deliberately putting up obstacles.

"Well, maybe I could take your car..." Marissa offered.

"It's snowing Coop, are you sure you want to drive?" Summer asked, glancing at the window again, then she glanced at Luke who was making a face, and hastily added, "And shouldn't you be here whenever Ryan comes out?"

"Yeah, but he's got you guys, and Oliver's been here for hours, and you know he's had kind of a rough day."

Luke groaned, "We've all had a rough day Marissa, but Ryan is your boyfriend and you need to be here for him. So fine, if Oliver wants to go home, I will take him, but you are staying here. Let's see if he still wants to go home..." Luke got up and strode over to Oliver."

"I'll go with them," Summer offered, doing a quick mental count in head, there wouldn't be enough room in the other car otherwise.

"Okay..." Marissa said, trailing slowly after them as they went to announce the arrangement to Oliver.

"Oliver, let's roll." Luke gestured, keys already in his hands, as if he were eager to get a move on this plan.

"Alright," Oliver made a great big show of getting to his feet, and Marissa rushed in to help him. "Thanks, I'm really stiff after sitting for so long." He managed to get to his feet and started to limp towards the door, then he noticed that Marissa wasn't coming and he stopped. "Aren't you coming he asked?"

"Well... You know... I thought it might be best if I waited here for Ryan..." She glanced at Summer and Luke.

"Oh..." Oliver glanced again at Summer and Luke, Luke jangled his keys impatiently. "You know, maybe you're right. Maybe we should all wait for Ryan..." And he turned and trudged back to his seat.

"Told you so..." Luke whispered to Summer, who only frowned at her best friend, who had gone back to fawning over Oliver.