Well, here is chapter three.

CH3- Mostly about Jake

Lily was perturbed. First Oliver wouldn't come and now Jackson? Jackson was Miley's brother for crying out loud!

She ran the Stewart's doorbell and waited.

Jackson opened and looked surprise.

"Lily?"

"Yes, why haven't you gone to see Miley?"

Jackson replied, "I can't."

"Why not? Your legs stop working or something?"

"No."

"Then you just don't care?"

Jackson exploded.

"I cannot see my baby sister all frail in a bed. I can't do this alone. I'm afraid for her I can't live if she dies."

"You won't be alone, I'll be there." Lily said symphaticly.

Then she blushed.

"Fine," Jackson said, "Who's driving."

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I can't believe that I have to have surgery. That is crazy. I

"Miley."

Miley was schocked, who was there?

"Miley, you broke that poor boy's heart."

Mom?

"Yes it's me."

All of a sudden, Miley was in her living room looking at a black-haired woman.

"Mommy, am I going to die?" Miley asked feeling like a child again.

"You are strong baby girl, and I'm sure you'll make it through just fine.," Her mother answered with a smile, "And if not? Well you will be in a better place."

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Jake had spent all day with the dectitives trying to find out who had shot his girlfriend. He was quickly becoming discouraged. He knew that results wouldn't come right away, but he was nervous. He had already lost Miley for stupid reasons, he didn't want to lose her permentantly.

Jake's phone rang and he heard, "This is the Life."

"Hello?" he said dully.

"Jake," it was Robbie Ray.

"Yes Mr. Stewart?"

"She's going into surgery, please keep her in her prayers."

"Sure I will," Jake said knowing that he couldn't.

"Thank you son."

They both hung up and Jake started crying. He didn't even have God to turn to. He wasn't a Christian. None the less, he found himself in front of the local church.

What one Earth, he wondred.

He started to turn away, but felt compelled to go inside. Tentivly, he opened the door and walked inside.

It was a quaint building really, a few benches and a podium up front. He figured that that was where the preacher stood. Jake saw a sing saying, This do in remembrance of Me. It was hanging about what looked like a giant bathtub.

A bathtub in a church, can these religious people get anymore strange? Jake mused thoughtfully.

"Hello?" came a quiet voice.

Jake jumped and turned around. The voice came from a man who looked to be about fourtish.

"I'm sorry," Jake found himself saying, "the door was open, and I just came in."

The man's brown eyes twinkled in amsument.

"Felt like you had to come in here?"

Jake nodded.
"No, that's fine. Jake right?"

"Yes, but how do you know me?"

"You are famous, aren't you?"

Jake blushed, ever since Miley had gotten shot, he hadn't been thinking straight.

"Well who are you?" Jake asked.

"Call me Jeff, do you need someone to talk to?
Jake nodded.

"Lets have a seat, and you can tell me what's bothering you."
The two sat down in a pew and Jake sighed. Why was Jeff so darned happy?

Jake started into the man's brown eyes and started talking.

"My girlfriend was shot, and she's going into surgery." He paused not wanting to tell him that Miley was Hanna Montana.

"Hannah Montan," Jeff supplied, "Don't worry, I know all about her little idenity crisis."

"How?"

"Now child, don't worry about that, just get on with your story."

Jake nodded.

"Well, a few years ago, I lost her. She was the best thing that happened to me and what happens if she dies?"

Jeff smiled, apparently pelase about something.

"Then she goes to Heaven."

"My girlfriend is a Christian?" Jake questioned, somewhat shocked, "Sweet Nibblets, never saw that coming."

"That your girl friend is a follower of Christ?"

"Yes. How does she know he exists. I mean I can tell that you believe he does, but how can Miley?"

Jeff laughed.

"You know, but I have a question, may I be permitted to ask it?"
"Yes."

"Do you know what faith is?"

"Not really."

"Okay, well faith is a belief in God. Your girl-friend acts in faith, which means that she acts in truth."

Jake's green eyes widened. He felt compelled to ask more questions. Why was that? Was he going crazy?

"You never answered me Jeff,' he said evenly.

"Oh I am sorry. You asked how she believed?
"Yes I did."

"I answered then Leslie."

"How did you know that?" Jake exclaimed, "Only Miley knows my real name."

"I know everything Leslie," Jeff paused, "Tell me, were you raised in a Christian home?"

Jake thought for a moment. What?

"Well my parents go to Church if that is what you mean," Jake said.

":No, are they Christains?'

"I think so." Jake responded, "Are you going to tell me some mumbo-jumbo about them or something?"

'No Leslie, I'm not," Jeff said, 'But can you tell me why you are not a Christian?"

"I never had an interest," Jake said, "I mean, if God is real, he doesn't care about me."

"How do you know that God doesn't exist?" Jeff asked kindly, seemingly to want to know Jake's opinion.

"Jeff, if he did, why would the world be so bad off?"

"God didn't do it and Someone came to save the world, "Jeff said, "Man sinned and God kicked them out of the Garden of Edan. God loved the world so he told Jesus to get down here and save all. If you believe, you are saved."

"What are you talking about?" Jake asked, feeling a strange sense of calm.

"God loved the world so much that He gave His one and only Son so that whoever believes in Him may not be lost, but have eternal life(John 3:16) God sent Jesus down for everyone. Your girlfriend knows that, and I know she wishes you did. But back to the thing at hand. People are praying for her right? And you believe that you can't because you don't think God's listening.

Jake nodded.

"Well Jake, do you want to be a child of God?"

"Honestly Jeff, I don't know if I can," Jake responded, "I'm a horrible person."

"All fall short of the glory of God," Jeff countered, "Accept Christ truly, and He'll listen."

Jake sat still. Something that he had always wanted was right before him. But how? HE couldn't have the same trust in something that he couldn't see like Miley. Or could he? Oh how he wanted to be a child of God, he knew about God, but how?

"God will accept you as long as you are true hearted, Jeff assured him "Are you true hearted?
Jake nodded.
"I want to be a child of God. I want to live forever in Heaven with Him and always know that I have a friend."

"Then tell him," Jeff said.
"I don't know how."
"Just ask for forgivness and accept Christ. It is really not that formal, just a matter of the heart."

Jake shut his eyes and started…"Uh… God? I realize that I havne't ever spoken to you before, but I want to be Your child. I want to Accept Christ as my Lord and Savoir. I know that He is the true way to You and I know with thought Jesus I'm doomed.

" God, please, I don't know if I have a right to ask this, but please save Miley. She didn't deserve to be shot. Without her the world would be such a dull place.

Jake paused and heard Jeff say, "Keep going, you are doing fine."

"So Lord, please help her. I know that whatever happens is mean to be, but I thought I'd just ask.

"I suppose I should end now Lord, but I don't know how. Does how I end affect whether

or not I'm saved?"

He heard Jeff chucke.

"What do I say Lord?

So here it goes

"Amen."

Jake didn't open his eyes, but said," Did he really hear me?"

"My Father heard you and so did I," Jeff said.

Jake opened his eyes and saw that he was alone in the Church. Jeff was gone.

End of chapter.