Thanks for the reviews guys!! I luv you!! Here's chapter nine!

CHAPTER NINE: Tears, tears, and more tears.

Miley's face fell and her knees shook as she thought of every possible tragedy she could. Jackson's face was sheet white, and he was also trembling.

"You know Great Grammy Ruth?" Robbie asked. "Well, she's got cancer."

"What?" Miley burst into tears.

"But she can get better, can't she? People have survived cancer before." Jackson said with an ounce of hope.

"No, Jackson. Grammy Ruth is 81 years old, and the cancer has spread too far, too fast."

That news made Miley cry even more, and Lilly held her, just as Miley had done for her minutes before. (A/N: Wow. How ironic.)

"We're going to Tennessee tomorrow, to you know, say goodbye. We're going to stay a month, to go to the funeral ( A/N: He might as well said: To wait until she dies) kind of like a family reunion." Robbie closed his eyes to keep the tears in. He had been very close to his grandma-in-law; she was the only connection he had to his wife. "You guys can go pack. Lilly-I'm sorry your in the middle of this."

"No." Lilly shook her head. "I'm sorry for what you're going through. I know you guys were close." Lilly directed Miley to her room.

Since Hannah went world wide for concerts, she had a nice suitcase. It was really big and bright pink. Lilly helped her pack about twenty five pairs of clothes, pjs, beauty products, and helped her pick out a funeral outfit.

All tired out from crying, both girls fell asleep on top of the blankets on Miley's bed, fully clothed.

Miley looked into a large purple casket. Inside was an elderely lady with short curly white hair, tanned, wrinkled skin and a very beautiful, peaceful face.

"Grammy Ruth!" Miley cried.

"No, it's not!" The dead woman turned into Jackson. He was wearing his funeral clothes. He sat up and jumped out of the casket. In his hands was a long butcher knife.

"Jackson, what's that for?" Miley asked her voice shaking.

"It's for Lilly!" He said with an evil smile. "Lilly?"

"In here, Sweetie."

"No, Lilly!" Miley screamed. "Run!"

Jackson brought Lilly out, holding the knife next to her heart.

"AHHHHH!!!" Miley screamed. She woke up sweating.

Someone turned the lamp on, she looked up at the illuminated face; it was...Jackson! Miley screamed and screamed and screamed.

"Miles!" Jackson said. "It's okay. It was only a dream." He went over to the bed and held his little sister tightly. She was breathing heavily and was sopping wet with sweat.

She started to cry."What are you doing up?" She asked.

"I woke up from you screaming: Jackson stop! no! NO, NO!"

Miley turned red. "Sorry if I woke you up."

"It's okay, Miles. I'm always here for you; you know that, right?"

Miley looked into her brother's eyes. "Yah, yah I do."

"Besides, I couldn't sleep."

"Why not?"

"I had a lot on my mind."

"Like what?"

"You, Lilly, Grammy Ruth, Tennessee. Mostly Lilly and Grammy Ruth." He looked around. "By the way, where is Lilly?"

All of the sudden they heard a loud snoring. Miley looked down to see Lilly sleeping on the carpet.

Miley laughed, wiping the tears off her face, "I'm surprised she didn't wake up!"

"Maybe this will." Jackson bent down and kissed her lightly on the lips. And then he whispered in her ear: "I'm sorry, I love you."

He walked out, turning the lamp off and shutting the door.

Sorry it was so short, guys. I'll try to make the next one longer. Please review!!