I nodded my head, and got off the couch – taking the bag from Miley's shoulder, carrying it out the door and up to the beach. But when we got there, instead of walking towards my house, Miley sat down at the waters edge, lying down on the sand with her arms spread open.

"There's the big dipper," she pointed out to me; I was still standing up at the time she said this. I looked up at the sky, and tried to find where she was pointing, but I couldn't see. "If you sit down, you'll see it better," Miley laughed, and patted the sand next to her.

"I guess we can sit down for a second," I told Miley, sighing and looking out at the horizon where you could barely see the glow of the setting sun, "But only for a second."

Miley nodded, and when I sat down, she turned her head to look at me. "I wonder what my dad and Lily are doing right now," she whispered.

"Probably sleeping," I whispered back, smiling even though Miley probably couldn't see it. I spread my hands back and behind my head, shaking off some of the sand that was already there. "Or Lily's probably chatting your dad's head off."

Miley laughed, and I could see her nodded her head. "Lily sure knows how to talk," she added. Miley was silent for a little longer and I could tell she was thinking, "I sure miss that at school."

"Me too," I whispered, sitting up and shaking the sand from my back. "But Lily will be back in no time, you just wait and see." I got up from my seat, and held out my hand for Miley to take – but she just sat there, and looked up at the sky. I smiled at the sight, and sighed before I tried to get Miley up again. "I think we should get home," I whispered. "Before my dad goes all search party on us."

Miley laughed again, and took my hand to help get herself up, and we continued to walk on the beach until we came to the exit for my street. When we got there, all the houses in my neighbourhood had their lights turned off, and it made it a lot harder for us to see in front of us. The only house with their lights on was mine, and inside I could see my dad sitting on the couch reading a magazine.

"Hey dad," I yelled as I walked into the house, even though I could see him a few feet in front of me. "We're back, and we have clothes."

"Hey Oliver, Hey Miley," my dad smiled, and I was relieved that he wasn't mad. "What took you guys so long, Mr. Stewart called and he wanted to talk to Miley but she wasn't here."

I shrugged my shoulders, and watched Miley come up next to me. "Miley decided to sit on the beach and look at the stars for twenty minutes."

Miley shook her head, and hit me square in the arm, "it was more like ten."

I shook my head back at Miley, and when I looked up at my dad he had one eyebrow raises, and a slight smile on his face. "Before I forget Miley," he said, interrupting us. "Your dad called from the hospital and wanted to talk to you, the numbers on the fridge if you want it."

Miley perked up a little when my dad said that, and ran towards the kitchen so that she slipped on a bit of wet floor. "I'm alright!" she yelled when she continued to run.

Robbie Ray's POV:

After dinner, half of which Lily didn't eat, Lily began to get more tired, and I figured that she would be knocked out for the night, so I turned off the lights and took the tray of food off of her bed.

"Thanks," Lily whispered as her eyelids dropped, and she fell asleep with a smile on her face.

"Your welcome," I whispered back, even though I knew she couldn't hear me anymore. "Good night Lily."

Once I'd made sure that Lily was asleep I quietly walked to my chair in the corner of the room and found a pillow to rest my head on. I was getting ready to fall asleep in the chair when I could hear the faint sound of my cell phone ringing.

"Hello?" I whispered making sure that Lily hadn't woken up. On the other end I could Miley yawning, "Maybe you should get some sleep Miley and call me in the morning."

"No dad," She persisted, talking louder than I had expected causing me to pull the cell phone away from my ear. "I just want to talk," Miley said calmly. "How's Lily?"

I looked over at Lily's bed, and listened to Lily breathing through the life support – making it sound twice as loud. "She's doing fine Miley," I whispered in response. "Lily's just fallen asleep, and I think you should do the same." Miley was silent on the other end, so I added, "Tomorrow's Saturday, get some sleep and then tomorrow you and Oliver can come down to the hospital and see Lily."

"Alright daddy," Miley sighed, and I could hear Oliver talking to her in the background. "I'll see you in the morning, goodnight dad!"

"Good night bud," I added, and hung up the phone, which I turned off and placed on the other side of the table in front of my chair. Then I got comfortable again, and adjusted the pillow behind my head so I could try and fall asleep.