a/n: Hey guys! Sorry it took so long, been busy doing stuff. Finals next week and I'm writing an original story, if you want a summary then email me or it's on chapter four of Vampires Will Never Hurt You. And remember when I said I did something to thigh in track like three months ago? Yeah, it's gotten no better and man is it weird when you can't feel your leg. That is why my whole day off for Memorial Day is being spent in front of my laptop. And I forget what the day should be in this story so let's just say that the wedding is in a week. LOL. Review! –Steph

Note: Since Ty is only in a coma for a few days it's not going to be like in the books. So no comments on how unrealistic it may be, please.

Disclaimer: Based loosely off of the Heartland series by Lauren Brooke.

The Peak

Previously…

Mick closed the door behind him and took a closer survey of the people in his best friend's room.

His eyes stopped on one person in particular. The one person that had yet to turn around and look at Mick.

There was something familiar about that figure. The man was tall and lean and muscular, his skin creamy white and dark brown hair swept carefully across his forehead. He wore that black, leather jacket… then he turned around in a lithe dancers pivot and Mick starred into those haunting brown eyes that were so dark they were almost black.

When Mick finally found his voice it was loud and angry. "What the hell are you doing here!"

Chapter 12

"Mick!" Isabella exclaimed in shock at her son's very rude outburst. "I'm sorry, Tony," she turned to the man in the black leather jacket, "please pardon my son's rude behavior, he's not been at his best these past few days," she said the last part quietly.

Mick heard it anyway and scowled in an annoyed manner. "What are you doing here?" he asked again in a hard voice.

"I heard what happened to Ty in the newspapers," Tony spoke in a slightly accented voice. His accent was undefined; it could have been from anywhere. "So I thought I should come and give my regards to his family."

Mick was furious. But, before he could lash out at Tony, Brad jumped in.

"And it's wonderful to see you, Tony, my boy!" Brad clapped the young man on the shoulder enthusiastically. Tony was the son of some of Brad's former clients. Clients who happened to be good friends of Brad's, maybe their friendship was semi biased considering Brad had not only won their case but $750,000 as well.

Tony flashed a sickeningly sweet smile to Mick. "It's great to see you again, too, Brad, and you too Jane, Isabella and Harold."

Mick cringed as Tony addressed his parents and his best friends parents so casually.

"It takes a lot of nerve for you to be here," Mick said loud enough so that everyone in the over crowded room could hear him.

Tony turned slowly to look at Mick and his eyes blazed.

"You almo…"

Mick was cut off by Tony. "I am just here to see a friend okay," he said sincerely.

Mick snorted. "You almost killed Ty!" he yelled.

"Mick!" Harold exclaimed, outraged. "That is no way to talk about Tony! Stop being ridiculous," he chided his son harshly. "Honestly." Harold then turned to Tony, "I am terribly sorry about my son's behavior, he recently suffered a substantial blow to the head, he's a bit out of sorts I'm afraid."

"I'm not out of sorts!" Mick mimicked his father. "And I sure as hell didn't imagine it when Tony rammed his car against Ty's into the boulders! He almost killed him! For all the good he's done it would have made no difference if he had killed him!" Mick exclaimed with a glance at his deathly still friend lying in the white bed sheets.

"Mick! That is no way to talk! I know you're upset about Ty but that does not give you the right to blame the accident on the first person you see," Isabella reprimanded him.

"It was him," Mick insisted, "he's the one that challenged Ty to the race and then I don't know what happened. They started the race and I stayed at the start with Tony's second. They were gone for a few minutes and then there was a huge crashing noise and then Tony's second hit me on the head with something and I don't remember anything!"

"Mick," Isabella stood in front of her son and addressed him calmly. "You've told us all of that before but you said you didn't know who the other people were."

"I didn't want to say anything incase he decided to come back," Mick moaned.

"Have you ever thought of writing a book, Mick?" Tony asked carefully. "You're quite good at making up stories. I have never engaged in street racing, it is a dangerous thing to do and I find no thrill in destroying perfectly good cars."

"Oh, so Ty's dad's Aston Martin wasn't good enough? Would it have been more rewarding to smash up a million dollar Ferrari Enzo?" Mick spat sarcastically. Tony's eyes widened. "Yes, that's right. Ty was going to bring his Enzo but Brad wanted it that night."

"Mick, stop this crazy talk now," Brad demanded. "We know it was street racing that caused the accident but you are not aloud to blame Tony for the accident. Ty's accident is unfortunate but he knew the consequences of his actions. Tony is a good boy, from a good family. She would not engage in something as petty as street racing."

Mick blinked slowly a few times, trying to gather himself.

"Perhaps I should go," Tony spoke up, breaking the uncomfortable silence, "I do not want to create problems at this hard time."

"Yes, leave," Mick barked at Tony.

Tony said his goodbyes and exited the room. On his way to the door he whispered in a voice so low that only Mick could here it, "I'll be back." Mick clenched his jaw and ground his teeth in frustration. He would kill Tony, when there weren't so many witnesses around.

"I'm ashamed to call you my son, Mick Laurence," Harold said coldly once Tony was safely out of the room. "You are walking on very thin ice, young man, and it is even thinner now," Harold warned Mick.

"Mick, you had no right to go off on Tony like that just now. It was unacceptable," Isabella said with a shake of her head.

"Fine," Mick said, "when Ty wakes up, you can ask him who tried to kill him. Ask him, I dare you. See if he doesn't say it was Tony."

"I think it would best if you went home now, Mick," Harold stated.

"I'm not going anywhere," Mick said stubbornly as he plopped himself down in a chair near Ty's bedside.

Fifteen minutes later it was still silent in the room. All the adults excused themselves and left the room to go down to the cafeteria. Only Mick, Lee, Alicia, Amy, Soroya, Tom, Joni and Matt were left in the hospital room, still a fair number of people.

"What are you doing here?" Mick asked them scornfully. The Virginia group flinched as Mick's wrath was turned upon them. "Has Ty not made it perfectly clear that he wants nothing to do with you by now?" Mick paused and looked at Amy thoughtfully, "Except you. Ty likes you for some reason," Mick amended and then turned away. He missed the blush that heated Amy's face.

"We've known Ty longer then you and we met him long before you ever did," Matt said coldly. He didn't want to be here, he could care less if Ty died right that very instant. It was only because Amy was so adamant on coming that he was here. "We have every right to be here."

"You didn't know Ty," Mick said firmly. "You knew a little, pathetic farm boy that does not exist anymore," he said confidently. "You say Ty liked horses and enjoyed scooping horse shit for hours but really. I mean come on. If you knew Ty at all you would be able to see what a load of horse shit that was," Mick snickered at his little joke.

"And if you knew Ty at all," Matt shot back, "You'd know that this isn't how he normally is. He was…"

"Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah," Mick said in a bored voice. "Give it a rest, will you? I'm not interested in someone I don't know. I know Ty and the Ty I know is lying right there," he pointed to Ty's still and pale form. "Don't hold any of your delusional fantasies too close. When he wakes up he'll be the same person he was before the accident."

"Are you sure about that?" Amy spoke up. "Last time he was in an accident he didn't remember his previous life."

"Okay you all have to stop this now," Lee demanded. "I've known Ty for all of what you're both talking about. I'm confident in saying that when Ty wakes up he will be no different then he was when he went into the coma. During his life in Virginia there was always a part, albeit it was a small part but a part nonetheless, that was rebellious and searching for good times and trouble. During the time we've lived here, in Arizona, there has not been a trace of his Virginia self. Don't get you hopes up; he's not going to come running back to you and your run down horse farm with open arms." Lee grinned broadly as he finished his speech.

"Remember who his true friends are," Mick always had to put in the last word.

"A true friend wouldn't have let him race," Soroya put in.

Mick laughed. "I tried to stop him," he admitted, "but Ty's too stubborn for his own good. Besides, you don't forfeit in street racing. We would have both lost our cars and our reputations would be ruined."

"Reputations don't seem so important right now," Amy said logically.

"You'd be surprised," Mick laughed at how naive they were. "When you are someone like Ty, or myself, everything that happens around you everyday could either lead to the rise or the fall of your reputation. Believe when I assure you that Ty's reputation, and my own, has only skyrocketed because of this whole little incident. There's nothing more irresistible then a bad boy," Mick smirked.

"He's right, you know," Alicia spoke up on her brothers' behalf. "Welcome to the world of the cool kids…" Alicia eyed the Heartland group up and down. She was a little more then a bit shocked at the lack of designer clothes she saw there. "Which you are obviously not a part of."

The mismatched group fell into an awkward silence.

Alicia sat daintily on Ty's bed. She picked up his hand gently and held it in front of her face. She traced the scratches and cuts that marred the perfect skin. Alicia looked down at Ty's face and carefully brushed his wavy hair away from his eyes.

Amy stared at the younger girl as she spoke gently into Ty's ear. Amy looked away purposefully as Alicia lay on her side next to Ty on the small bed. Amy looked out of the window that overlooked the desert. She tried to squash down the feeling of jealousy that welded inside of her, but the attempts were in vain. She wanted nothing more then to take Alicia's place next to Ty. She wanted to be the one talking to him.

Alicia looked so at ease next to Ty that it made Amy sick. She knew that Alicia was only Ty's best friend's kid sister but still. She could not deny the fact that Alicia knew Ty better then she did.

A low groan escaped Ty's dry lips and Alicia shot up. She looked down at Ty carefully and Lee and Mick moved closer to his side as well. Alicia settled herself into a sitting position before she shook his hand gently. "Ty?" she spoke clearly in her light, girlish voice. "Ty, wake up." She shook his hand again.

Ty's eyes fluttered open slowly and he look around his surrounding slowly. "Back here again," he groaned and his eyes closed once again.

"Eh! You're up!" Alicia sang brightly and hugged Ty tightly. It was a bit awkward considering Ty was lying down but Alicia could have cared less.

Ty groaned.

"Sorry!" Alicia let go of his and sat up again.

Ty's eyes opened again and blinked a few times before his emerald eyes were able to focus on his surroundings.

Mick made a movement to press the button on the wall to call for the nurse but Ty's hand shot up suddenly and he stopped Mick. "Don't get any of the doctors or nurses, not yet," he managed a ghost of his famous grin.

Mick moved away from the button on his friends command.

"Do you remember what happened?" Mick asked a few more minutes. He prayed that Ty would remember. He seemed to know who Mick was, that was a good thing.

Ty's eyes closed again as he thought for a minute. "I'm going to kill Tony," he said.

Mick laughed brightly and happily at Ty's comment. He remembered! Mick had won. He flashed a smirk to the Heartland group on the other side of the room. Amy's eyes lowered. She had secretly hoped that Ty wouldn't remember any of his time in Arizona.

"Holly crap," Ty said muttered suddenly and rubbed a hand across his face.

"Are you okay?" Lee asked his elder brother in concern.

"We're in Arizona, right?"

"Yeah…" Lee slowly clarified. He looked down at Ty in confusion.

"I'm eighteen, I live in Scottsdale, Arizona, I'm a senior at Scottsdale Academy, I love to party and I hang out at The Peak. Correct?" Ty asked for verification.

"Yes. Ty, what's all this about?" Mick asked.

"I'm… not sure," Ty replied, his eyes still closed. "I hate horses, right?"

"Uh, yeah," Mick said slowly.

"That's what I thought," Ty smiled softly. The smile disappeared suddenly and Ty frowned. "But I didn't used to… interesting," he mussed.

"Ty, what the hell is going on?" Mick asked, a tiny twinge of fear entered his voice.

"I'm not sure," Ty said thoughtfully. "The nurses haven't been in recently and given me pain medication, have they?"

Mick looked to Lee and Alicia, they had been there longer. "No," Lee said.

"Okay," Ty said.

"Is something wrong, Ty?" Alicia asked lightly. All traces of concern hidden well.

"I don't… think so," Ty said softly. He opened his eyes again and gave the room the privilege of seeing his exclusive grin. "I'm good," he assured them all.

"Should we get the nurse now?" Alicia asked.

"Sure," Ty said simply. He dropped his head back against the pillows and closed his eyes again.

Alicia repeatedly jabbed her finger on the button on the wall until a frazzled nurse entered the room. Only then did she stop.

"Can I help you?" she asked tiredly. She was a little annoyed that she had entered a room full of kids. This was probably a prank. Her eyes widened when she saw just who was lying on the bed. "Is there… is there something the matter?" she asked quickly.

Alicia skipped back to Ty's side and sat back on the bed. "He's up," she simply in that singsong voice of hers.

The nurse peered closely at Ty. She frowned. His eyes were closed. "He's sleeping…" she said. Or at least started to say. Ty's eyes sprang open and his startling green eyes met her brown eyes. "Oh my," she said, scrambling for what she should do. She was new at the hospital. "I'll be getting Dr. Ryder," she said hurriedly before she scampered out of the room.

Ty chuckled lightly but stopped as the movement hurt his chest.

Five minutes later the young doctor strode confidently into the room, Brad, Jane, Isabella, Harold and all the others hot on his heels.

Jane rushed passed Dr. Ryder and came as close to running as humanly possible without actually breaking into a run as she made her way towards Ty.

She leaned over him and hugged him tightly to her chest. "Ty! How are you? Do you feel okay?" she asked pathetically. It was the only thing her brain could come up with at the time.

"I'd be better if I could breeze," Ty wheezed out against his mother's firm grip on him.

Jane quickly let Ty go and smoothes his back in a very motherly way. "I'm sorry," she whispered. She put both her hands on either side of Ty's face and smoothed her thumbs along his cheeks, she was careful not to disturb the white bandage above his left eyebrow. Her eyes filled with tears as she looked down at her eldest son. She blinked them away quickly and turned to the doctor.

Dr. Ryder was checking all of the machines and writing the results down on his clipboard. He nodded his head after each reading. Isabella, Harold and Brad hovered near Ty's bed with Alicia, Lee and Mick. The Heartland group watched the proceedings from nearby the window.

"It's good to see you awake, Ty," Dr. Ryder said as he looked down at Ty. Ty didn't say anything so Dr. Ryder continued. "How are you feeling?"

"Fine," Ty answered simply.

Dr. Ryder nodded his head and scribbles something else down on his clipboard. "I am aware that about three years ago you landed yourself in a similar position. You lost your memories when you woke up that time, do you remember everything now?" he asked.

"Yes," Ty said.

Dr. Ryder scribbled the information down hurriedly. "Do you by any chance remember anything that happened before you moved to Arizona?" Dr. Ryder looked up and gazed unnervingly at the teenager. Ty shifted uncomfortably.

"I… might," he finally answered unsurely.

Something dropped the ground over by the window but no one paid any attention to it.

"You might?" Dr. Ryder repeated. "Do you recall your first accident?" Dr. Ryder asked.

"It's… possible," Ty said slowly, not liking how the conversation was going.

"Can you tell us about it?" Dr. Ryder requested. He wrote something else down on his clipboard.

Ty sighed and closed his eyes. If only he could tell the doctor exactly what he should do with his clipboard. But, even his weak state, Ty knew he had to play his cards right to avoid more trouble then was necessary from his parents.

Ty was well aware of all the eyes focused on him.

"Um…" he began uncertainly but instantly stopped. 'Um'? He scoffed in disbelief in his head. Ty Baldwin did not say 'um.'

He shook it off and concentrated on the faint but present memory. "There was tornado… oh; I worked at Heartland, a horse farm that helped abused horses or something like that. There had been a recent out break of some horse flu and… we were bringing the horses in because there was supposed to be a storm and we found another horse with the flu…" Ty concentrated hard to try to recall the horse that it had been, "I can't remember which one it was," he said in a hard voice.

"It's alright, Ty," Dr. Ryder noticed Ty's expression. "Continue."

"It started raining really hard and we all went up to the house and then… there's something else, I know there is but I can't remember what," Ty frowned, annoyed.

"Can you tell us who was there, Ty?" Dr. Ryder asked, scribbling Ty's answers down on the clipboard.

"Amy, Jack, Lou and… some guy named Ben."

"Good," Dr. Ryder nodded, pleased. "Continue, please."

"Then I remember hearing a crash and Amy ran up the stairs, we had been in the basement I think, and opened the front door. I followed her down to t he barn, it was the one with the sick horses; a tree had fallen through the roof. The horses were all terrified and… I think I was about to open the door and go in when… someone, Jack I think, stopped me. We went back up to the house and once the rain had let up a little we went back down to the barn. Amy and I went in because we knew the horses and they would be more relaxed with us, while Jack went to see about the emergency generator." By now everyone was hanging onto the words Ty spoke softly like they were a lifeline. "The worst of the damage was at the back of the barn over two stalls. Sweetie… no Candy and Dylan. I think I decided that we had to get them out now because that might be our only chance. I went to get Dylan and Amy went to Candy." Ty stopped again and his frown depend. "The rest I', not sure of the exact order of events," he mumbled.

"That's alright, Ty, just tell us what you can," Dr. Ryder assured Ty. He wrote some more on his clipboard.

"I went to Dylan's stall and shinned my flashlight in, it scared the horse and he kicked the walls. Then, I think I opened the door to Dylan's stall and… might have put on his halter. There was a creak in the roof and Dylan barged past me, knocking me against the door… no that's wrong," Ty said in frustration. "I got Dylan on the lead rope and tried to lead him out and he wouldn't go. That's when a piece of wood fell from the ceiling and landed on his back. He got frightened and that's when he barged past me, knocking me into the stall door. Then there was a really loud clap of thunder as I was getting up and… Dylan kicked the wall and then… I don't remember. Beams started to fall and Amy screamed and then nothing," Ty stopped and kept his eyes closed.

"Is that accurate? More or less?" Dr. Ryder directed the question to Amy. Amy nodded her head mutely.

Ty didn't see her nod but he knew he was right. The funny thing was he wished he was wrong. He didn't want to remember any of it. He just wanted to go back to his life. He liked his life, the one he'd had in the past three years and had no desire to return to Virginia and horses and all of it.

Dr. Ryder carried on a hushed conversation with everyone else in the room for about five minutes. Ty just lay there with his eyes closed; he didn't care what they were saying about him.

"Well, Ty," Dr. Ryder cleared his throat, "I'll come back and check on you in a bout an hour but you look pretty good to me. You should be out of here in two days. I'll leave you all now to talk." Ty heard Dr. Ryder's footsteps leaving the room.

No one said anything for five more minutes. Ty wondered if they had all left him but he didn't care enough to actually open his eyes and look.

Finally someone spoke to him. It wasn't his mom, dad, brother or Mick, that much he was sure of. But he didn't care enough to make the effort to tell who it had been.

"So," the person began hesitantly, "Ty, would you… would you like to, in a few months of course, maybe when schools over, come to Virginia to visit Heartland?" the voice was female and sounded hopeful.

Ty remained silent and the others began to think he had fallen back asleep.

"Truthfully?" the single word came out clear and startled everyone.

"Um, yeah, the truth is good," someone said hesitantly.

Ty took a deep breath before he spoke. "I could honestly care less about remembering any of it. I like my life as it now and I have now desire whatsoever to return to Virginia, even for a few days. I may remember but that doesn't mean I have to care, that stuff is hardly even a part of me anymore. In all honesty, I wish you had never come here. Just have your wedding and then leave Arizona. Just leave and let me return to the life I had before you ever showed up. You've messed everything up in the few weeks you have been here. There has to be someone else you can bother, just leave me alone."

a/n: it's really short… --pouts— oh well. I'll update soon(ish). I don't feel like editing so whatever, there are mistakes but I don't care much. Oh yeah and I'm really bored so I have a question… if you were in Hogwarts (Harry Potter) which of the four houses would you be in? I know what I'd be in; I'll tell you in the next chapter, you're free to guess. LOL. Review! -Steph