Summary: 'You're the only truth I know, you're the road back home.' After years apart, Andros and Ashley can finally start building their life together with their children. Sequel to Secrets Untold.

Phantom Rogue: Because it's fun! Yeah, this definitely isn't very good for Ash.

Alexandra KHAYMAN: -drools- Yeah, the end is nearing. And Scarred is out of my hands now.

Slytherin-Angel44: Yeah, but if I hadn't done that to Chris… I wouldn't have gotten this very cute chapter.

Anyabar1987: Yeah, Jari deserves a good home. Yes, I put Chris in hospital! Celebrate!

Tal: Really? How could that be? It's not wrong to laugh, I enjoyed writing that lots. Chris is just like Andrew, like it or not! They're both idiotic twits.

Zeopurple: Yeah, it's great Jari gets a good home. Chris was asking for this though.

C.C.C.: No, he did the right thing, because now I could write this collection of very cute scenes.

Titanium Ranger: Yeah, it kinda is. But it was more of an excuse to write these scenes.

SSL: Glad you liked it.

SweetSas: Yeah, well Chris and Chyler were probably always WAY closer than you and your bro.

Dragoneyes5000: Don't worry about Chris.

Tay: You'll see, don't worry.

Andros50: Of course he'll be okay, he's got the power.

The-power-of-love: Here's more.

PrettyDiva: Thanks, this soon enough?

Johnny: Here's more. Isn't it fun when Chris and Chyler actually act like a real bro and sis? hehe

Living Truth

Chapter 27: Through The Night

Everything hurt, but the pain in his head drowned out everything else. He felt as if he was dying and just wanted to sink back into the comforting darkness that had been surrounding him.

Someone was calling for him. A soft melodic voice that distantly sounded familiar and beautiful. No matter how comforting the darkness, the voice was calling for him and he fought to reach it.

He blinked his eyes open, but closed them almost immediately. The dark room was swimming and the non-existent light hurt his eyes terribly. The soft voice was still talking to him, asking if he could hear it… hear her. With a great deal of pain and effort he managed to squeeze the hand holding his own, smiling faintly when a pair of lips gently brushed against his forehead.

"Go back to sleep, sweetheart." It was telling him, but he was already tumbling back into darkness.

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He didn't know how long he slept, but the voice was calling for him again. Demanding for him to wake up and leave the comforting and numb darkness again. He still couldn't identify the voice, but it called to something much deeper inside of him, urging him on to do what it said.

He blinked his eyes open again. The world was still swimming, but he managed to keep them open just a little longer. Beside his bed he managed to spot two figures before he had to close them again. A man and woman, both looking weary and scared. The man was wearing a red shirt and strange dual tone hair fell over his shoulders. The woman was wearing something yellow and was more than obviously pregnant.

'Who are they?' His mind wondered vaguely, even as some part of his subconscious screamed for him to remember.

The voice was telling him to get back to sleep once more, while a soft cool hand was brushing some stray locks of hair away from his face. Again he let the darkness consume him.

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The voice was calling to him again and he wondered if it'd ever just let him sleep. It wasn't the voice urging him to wake up and open his eyes for a moment that pulled him from the darkness though. A nauseous feeling was slowly creeping up from his stomach to the back of his throat.

Ignoring all the pain he shot up quickly. A small and soft hand on his shoulder tried to push him back down, but he fought it. A larger, slightly rougher hand pulled it away and he was aware of something place in front of him, right under his face. Just in time too.

He opened his mouth and hurled. Foul tasting wave after wave was brought up from his stomach. The rough hand was calmly rubbing his back as he continued puking until his whole body hurt even worse and his insides felt like they had been pulled through a wringer to get ever last drop out of him.

When the man beside him decided he was definitely finished, he gently guided him back down to his pillow. Moments later he felt a cold wet cloth being pressed against his forehead, wiping away the sweat droplets that had formed.

"Sleep, you'll feel better if you do." The man told him softly.

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The pain seemed less somehow when he woke up this time. Not much or even noticeably, but still. The soft voice was calling to him again. Somehow it seemed even more familiar now.

He blinked open his eyes again and caught sight of the same pregnant woman as before. A tiny smile appeared on his face as his eyes slipped shut again.

"Mom." He breathed softly.

"You can go back to sleep again, Chris." She whispered. "We'll let you sleep longer now."

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"Chris, wake up, please?" A voice asked.

It wasn't the soft and loving voice from before, but it still called to something deeper inside him and pulled him from his sleep. He groaned when he ached all over; some aches were just dull throbs, but others were stabbing pains, shooting through the rest of his body whenever he breathed.

The pain in his head was worst of all and he groaned, carefully opening his eyes.

"Dad?"

"Yeah, you can go back to sleep now. I'll wake you again in an hour." Andros replied.

Something was wrong though. He distantly remembered someone else being there too before.

"Mom?"

"She's asleep in the bed on your left. She fell asleep in the chair, but I figured that the bed would be more comfortable in her condition." Andros told him. "And you really should get back to sleep, you'll heal faster that way."

"Can't." Chris replied through gritting teeth. "Too much pain."

"You didn't seem to have trouble with that before. I guess you're starting to heal." Andros grinned. "I'll get a doctor to get you some painkiller."

"Before?"

"Concussion, we've been waking you ever half hour since you were in a rather critical state. This is the first time you got to sleep a whole hour."

Chris gave a single nod and watched his father leave the room. It was still blurry, but didn't seem to swim anymore. Before long a nurse entered the room with Andros and injected something into the IV connected to Chris's wrist.

"That should be enough to get him to sleep comfortably, but he should still wake up when you try in an hour." She told Andros and left again.

Andros sat down on the bed next to Chris and carefully wrapped him into his arms. Not reluctantly, he let himself curl against Andros's chest as if he were a little boy, only now noticing his head was wrapped in bandage.

"Dad?"

"Skull fracture, you'll be fine." Andros assured him, answering Chris's unspoken question.

Chris gave another nod and sighed.

"Is there any way to get my mind off the pain?" He groaned after a second.

Andros didn't answer immediately.

"I only know one effective one."

"Please." Chris near begged.

"Fadó bhí rí athair dar data dhá páistí. Roinnt bianta ó shin chuaigh as amharc a mac…" Andros started to whisper softly and as he told the story, Chris slowly drifted off to sleep.

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Chris woke up with a soft groan. This time no one was calling for him to wake up and he was aware of two warm forms curled up at his sides. When he opened his eyes, he blinked a few times. The room was sliding in and out of focus. A nurse stood at the chair on his right, looking up slightly surprise.

His father was sleeping lightly in the chair; obviously the nurse was about to wake him up for something. On his left his mother was still lying on the bed next to his. At his sides, to his surprise, he found Chyler and Danne, sleeping peacefully.

"Well, you just saved us the trouble of waking you." The nurse commented quietly. "Your sisters couldn't get to sleep at your aunt and uncle's, so they came here. Everyone was very worried about you."

Chris smiled and gave a small nod.

"Try to go back to sleep – or do you want some more painkiller?" The nurse asked kindly.

"No thanks." Chris smiled. "I'll be… fine. Everything should be fine."

A/N: Hope you liked it. See, I'm not THAT horrible! Review!