A/N: Really sorry for how long it took to update this, guys! I have a lot of stuff going on lately, both personal and university-related, and so, yeah.. haven't been able to write anything for this fic recently. But I don't want to lose any of my readers, so I'm trying to update now. I hope this is good!

As we entered the hospital, the three of us still clutching hands tightly, we came face to face with Grandpa and CJ. CJ was staring at his hands, his eyes red-rimmed. My grandfather was trying to appear strong, but it looked like he would break down at any second.

"C - Cate," my grandfather choked out, before enveloping her in a hug. Then he grabbed Kerry and I close to him and hugged us to him, hard.

Then CJ hugged us all together, and said, "Aunt Cate, when can we see Rory?"

My mother shrugged her shoulders helplessly. "I don't know. I don't even know how bad his injuries are," she wailed, all of a sudden, and fell into my grandfather's arms, sobbing.

The sight of my mother, clinging to her father like she was a little girl again, triggered something in me. I wished that I could see my father right now. He could hold me, and comfort me, and tell me that things were going to be okay. But my daddy wasn't here.

I slid to the floor and buried my head in my arms. First Dad, I moaned inside my head, and now possibly Rory. I don't know how much more of this I can take.

Suddenly I felt someone's cool hand touch my shoulder. I turned to face my sister.

"I bet you miss Dad right now," she whispered, kneeling next to me. "I know I do. But you don't need to worry, Bridge. Dad is looking out for us. And there's no way he'd let Rory d - die. No way."

I swallowed hard and stared into Kerry's eyes. "But what if Dad can't stop it, Ker? What if it's against his control? My gosh ... much as I always complained about him, I would give anything to have him here next to me, annoying me."

Kerry gave a wry chuckle. "I know, Bridge. I know. I feel the exact same way. But I know, in my heart, that Rory will be okay. I just know - "

"Pardon me," interrupted a dignified man with dark brown hair and a white coat as he entered the room. "Are you the family of Rory Hennessey?"

Both my sister and I whipped around to stare up at the doctor. My mother untangled herself from the clutches of my grandfather to stare, redfaced, up at him.

Shakily, my mother stood. "I'm his mother," she murmured in a voice choked with emotion. I could see the quiver in her hands and could practically feel her heart breaking. I wanted to run over, and hold her, and calm her emotions, but I knew that the only thing that would settle her down right now would be the sight of Rory walking out of the hospital room beaming his characteristic Cheshire-cat grin.

The doctor sighed, and gently touched my mother on the shoulder. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Hennessey. It doesn't look too good."

And that was when my world completely fell apart.

A/N: Please review, sorry for the looooong wait, and I know that this chapter is not that long, but I just wanted to write this for you guys. I'm in the midst of final exams in university, but I'm taking a break from studying so I decided to write a new chapter. (Well, I had it started; I just finished it). Hope you guys like it. Please leave a review :)