Ryan watched with a bemused smirk as Seth danced around the door, getting ready to go and play outside. There were only a few hours of daylight left, but it had only just stopped snowing. It had already been agreed that they were leaving first thing in the morning, but in the meantime, how many chances would they get to actually build a snowman? Ryan was jealous watching everyone get ready to go out, but he just didn't have the energy required and standing outside in the freezing cold while trying to stay balanced on crutches, just didn't seem like it would be that much fun. As if to try and prove he really was injured, Oliver had also announced that he was staying indoors, and Marissa had announced the same. Ryan wondered what her decision might have been if Oliver had announced he was going outside with everyone else.

He wished he could have a moment alone with her, there was something he really needed to tell her, but so far no such luck. As soon as everyone else was up and out the door, Marissa had jumped up and offered to make hot chocolate for all of them, and like a lost puppy Oliver had gotten up and followed her into the kitchen. Ryan wanted to follow, but getting up was just far too much work. Seth had been nice enough to bring his crutches to within range of the couch, but getting to his feet was a constant struggle. He had managed only twice, both times to go to the bathroom, and both had been horrifying experiences.

He glanced at the clock on his cellphone and with a sigh of relief realized he could take another painkiller. Then he remembered he had finally gotten around to taking off his coat and his pills were still in the pocket. With a sigh, he set about trying to get up. First he had to swing around so he was facing forward, then slowly push himself upright, holding the back of the chair, and then he had to get his crutches positioned so he could lift himself onto them. He finally almost made it to his feet when Oliver wandered back into the room, and settled himself down into a chair.

"Hey Ry, where are you running off to?" He grinned, making no effort to offer Ryan a hand as Ryan struggled to get his balance.

"Ah, was just going to take some pain stuff…" Ryan was breathing hard with the effort, and a light sweat had broken out on his brow.

"Well hey dude, I could help you out if you just asked."

"Ah, huh?" Had Oliver just offered to help him out?

"Sure, just stay here and I'll go get whatever you need."

"Okay," Ryan said, he had finally gotten up, but lying back down didn't seem so bad. "I was just going to get the bottle in my jacket pocket. It's in my room."

"Cool," Oliver grinned, and suddenly Ryan remembered the Doctor's warning. "Ryan, be careful, you look a little off balance… Watch out!" He suddenly cried out.

"What?" Ryan barely had time to process, when suddenly Oliver pushed him over. Ryan fell hard, and hit the ground with a thud, barely able to process whatever had just happened. Why had Oliver told him to look out, if he was just going to push him? He heard the thudding of Marissa's footsteps, and Oliver's voice above him.

"I told him to look out, he wasn't looking where he was going, I tried to catch him… But, I just couldn't with my shoulder…"

"Ryan?" Marissa was bending over him, "Ryan? Are you okay?"

Ryan groaned, "He pushed me… That jerk just pushed me…" He managed to roll onto his back, and was staring up at the ceiling. He could feel the tears running down his face.

"Ryan, what are you talking about? I heard him telling you to watch out- why would he do that if he pushed you?"

"So you would think… So you would think…" So you would think he didn't do it… Oliver was holding his shoulder theatrically.

"I tried to catch him, not push him. I think I almost dislocated my shoulder doing it… And he tells you I pushed him… What a jerk…" Oliver limped dramatically back into a chair and sank into it pouting. Ryan wanted to scream.

"Well, are you okay?" Marissa asked, at first Ryan thought she was speaking to Oliver with that annoyed tone, then he realized it was directed at him. Of course, right now the last thing he wanted to do was admit that he wasn't okay and just how not- okay he might really be.

"He's lying!" Ryan suddenly found himself screaming, "He's lying! He didn't try to catch me! He wasn't injured to begin with and he definitely didn't injure himself trying to catch me because he pushed me. He pushed me down the mountain too!"

"Ryan… Calm down…" Marissa chastised him.

"No! I won't calm down! I'm on the goddamn floor because he pushed me! And you- you don't even… You don't even see it."

Just then, the door opened, and let in a blast of cold air. "Hey guys," A rosy- cheeked Luke appeared. "Just needed to get…" He looked around, there was no sign of Ryan from what he could see, except Marissa was kneeling by the floor next to…

Luke crept around to get a better look, and saw Ryan lying on the floor, the tears streaked across his face. He crouched down, "Hey, what happened?"

"Oliver pushed me," Ryan told him.

"No he didn't!" Marissa growled at him.

Luke ignored her, "Do you want to try and get off the floor?"

"Why bother? At least this way I can't fall…"

"Come on dude," Luke said, helping him sit up and then helped him to get into a standing position. Ryan managed to stay balanced on one leg while Luke picked up his crutches.

"I'm going to go to bed…" Ryan sighed. He really hadn't slept the night before, his leg felt like it had been lit on fire and he was just too tired to spend any more time dealing with Marissa and Oliver and all that other BS. Slowly he hobbled out of the room. Nobody said anything.

"I can't believe he accused Oliver of pushing him!" Marissa hissed, as soon as Ryan was out of ear shot.

"I know… what did I ever do to that guy?"

Luke sighed, "You two suck, you know that?" He sighed and shook his head. "Marissa, you have done nothing to help Ryan at all! You're too busy hovering around Oliver and his so – called injuries. You know Oliver, I believe Ryan, I really think you did push him!" Luke said, then stormed off back outside into the snow. He couldn't stand the sight of Oliver and Marissa even a moment longer.