This is a very short chapter. Sorry it took so long to update! It might take me a little bit to update, because I have to update my other stories, and I have school. I hope you like it!

Don and David had left the hospital to go to CalSci to tell the others about Megan. Don knew that this would be especially hard on Amita, who had become close friends with her ever since. As they stepped into Charlie's office, Amita and Charlie immediately looked up from what they were doing.

"Hey, how's Megan doing?" Charlie asked the both of them, but by the looks on their faces, he knew that it wasn't going to be good news.

"Megan... she's... in a coma." David told them quietly.

Amita gasped. "Oh my god!"

"We haven't really been able to visit her." Don said. "Colby's been with her the whole time... I guess he feels guilty for what happened to her." Charlie nodded. "Hey Charlie, do you think you could try and track Dave Spielson? You could probably check his credit cards or something."

"Sure... no problem." Charlie told him.

Don's phone rang, and he answered it. "Eppes." He became silent, listening to the caller talking to him on the other line. "Yeah, I'll be right over." He hung up.

"Who was that?" David asked.

"One of the agents at the FBI building. He said that his partner brought in a man who claimed that he works with Dave... he wants me to go down there and talk to him."

Walking into the interrogation room, Don saw a man sitting in the chair, his hands cuffed. "What's your name?"

The man looked up at him. "Johnny." He received a look from Don. "Carson... Johnny Carson."

"Alright, Johnny... tell me what you do with Dave Spielson." Don said as he walked around the room.

"Nothin' really... I just do some trading and stuff with him... maybe a couple of deals." Johnny told him.

"Do you know where Dave is right now?" Johnny looked confused, and didn't say anything. "I'm gonna ask again... do you know where Johnny is?"

Johnny shook his head. "No... I haven't seen him for at least two months, alright?"

Don knew that by the look in his eyes, the man was hiding something. Getting aggrivated and angry, he pinned the man against the wall. "Look, buddy... your little friend here almost killed one of my best friends! If you don't tell me where he is, I swear you're never going to see the light of day again."

"Alright, alright! He's in San Diego! He wen't to San Diego because he has a house there." Johnny confessed, fear overwhelming him.

Don immediately released him, but not before punching Johnny right in the jaw. "You're lucky that I didn't just do anything else to you."

After informing Charlie about where Dave was now hiding, Don went back to the hospital. Walking into Megan's room, he saw Colby sleeping soundly in a chair right next to Megan's bed, his hand grasping hers. He could tell that she was still in a coma. Walking over to Colby, he gently shook his shoulder, causing Colby to stir. "Colby, wake up."

Colby's eyes opened. "What happened... is Megan awake?"

Don shook his head sadly. "No... she's not." Colby's face immediately fell. "Why don't you go home and get some sleep."

"No, I can't." Colby said. "All I need is some coffee."

"I'll go get you some." Don offered.

Colby smiled. "Thanks Don."

Don returned the smile and walked out of the room, leaving Colby alone with Megan once again.

Colby gazed at Megan, who was still not moving. Her long, luscious brown hair was sprawled around her face, framing it perfectly. The sun that shone through the curtains reflected off of her face, casting a bright glow on it, though her face was as pale as a ghost.

"Megan, please wake up... please come back to me." Colby got no answer. "I need you, Megan... whenever you're gone, I feel empty. I feel like a part of me has died. I know you can hear me."

He cast his eyes down as he felt a tear escape from his eye. Another one came out, and fell on Megan's soft, delicate hand. He then felt a small movement right by his hand. Looking up, he swore he saw Megan's hand move slightly. Colby's face immediately lit up as he saw Megan's eyes open softly, a soft groan escaping her mouth.

"Megan... Megan, thank god you're awake!" Colby said excitedly, almost in shock of what just happened.

Megan looked over at him, her eyes still adjusting to the light. "Wh-Where... where am I?"

"You're at the hospital. You were hurt from the explosion at Dave Spielson's house, and so you were sent here, Megan." Colby explained.

Megan looked confused. "Wh... what did you call me?"

"Megan... that's your name, isn't it? I mean, the last time I remembered, your name was Megan." Colby said jokingly, but Megan didn't look fazed at all.

"Who are you?" She asked him softly.