Patricia opened her eyes and blew out a breath, as she laid back on her bed, she couldn't help, but think of what had gone down at Eddie's house the day before. It was one of thoser rare times when she had the the house to herself, as her mum had taken Piper to the spa for a girls day, but she had somehow forgotten to ask her other daughter. But not like she would have said yes anyways. It was silent, as she rolled on her side, away from the window, and away from the light of the sun. She heard the front door slam, and she wrinkled her face up.

Who was home?

The redhead rolled off of her bed, and ran her fingers through her curls. Her black combat boots hit the ground as she made her way into the living room across from the front door. The first thing that she norticed was the briefcase lying on the couch. Her father's shoes were beside the front door. A smile crept up on her lips, and her father exited the kitchen, a bowl of cereal in his hands.

"Dad," The redhead whispered as he pulled his teenage daughter in for a hug. "I missed you," He nodded as they broke the hug. She and her dad were rather close, and they had a better relationship then Patricia and her mother.

"I missed you too Trixie," He took a seat down on the couch, as did she, and he smiled softly as he took a bite of his food. "So how have you been?" She smiled back, maybe she was alright. Other then her boyfriend being an Egyptain protector, his friends wanted nothing to do with her, and that she felt like an outsider each time she stepped through the doors of her high school.

"Okay I guess," She wanted to spill her every throught to him, tell him about Eddie, tell him about his friend's, and tell him that her own mother thought she was involved in something illegal. But instead she just smiled. She was okay, as okay as she could get anyways. He nodded softly. Before she said something else, her cell phone rang, she pulled it out of her pocket, and glanced over to her father. The number read unknown, but she answered it anyways.

"Hello?" She blinked a couple times, as she heard a women's voice on the other end of the conversation.

"Yes is this Patricia Williamson?"

Probably some stupid sales lady.

But she couldn't have been more wrong.

"Yes this is her, why?" She bit her tongue to hold back whatever comment that was there, but the women replied quickly.

"I'm calling on behalf of Edison Miller, it seems that you were the only person on his contact list that the hospital was able to reach-" Patricia cut the women off.

"H-Hos-pital?" The women continued.

"I'm afraid so yes, Mr. Miller was in a car accident earlier this morning, and he is in ICU," She didn't wait for anything, but she looked at her father as she hung up her phone. Her green eyes glazed over with a fresh set of tears, and she bit her cheek so hard, that she could taste the blood in her mouth. The women's words ran over in her mind.

Car accident.

ICU

Eddie..

Her eyes blurred, and she clutched her phone so hard that she feared that it would break into tiny pieces. Every fear in her mind suddenly felt like it was real. She felt her father place a hand on her shoulder to steady her. She looked up at him like a five year old, who was scared on monsters under the bed. Only Patricia wasn't five, and the monster was the fear of the worst for Eddie. The words came out slowly as her vision blurred once more.

"Dad can you drive me to the hospital, Eddie was in a car accident," The last two words she whispered softly, and her father nodded.

Patricia walked through the doors of the hospital, he eyes red and puffy, but then, she didn't care. She bit down on her lip softly as she headed to a sigh that pointed to the waiting room.

She noticed Jason, Derek, and Eddie's mum(whom she hadn't seen since the chicken coop incident with the mud) they all sat in those classic materialed hospital chairs. His mother sent her a smile as she got up to her feet to embrace the redhead in a hug. Patricia nodded slightly as she sat down in an empty chair, awkwardly between his mum and Derek.

They didn't say anything, but her eyes glanced to Eddie's friends. They said nothing. Jason finally piped up from his spot next to Derek, as he looked at the redhead, he offered her a small smile.

"I don't think we've officially met, I'm Jason," He held out his hand as if she should have shook it, but she only nodded. Was this his way of apologizing? Soon the silence fell back into place as the redhead looked over to Mrs. Miller. Derek tapped gently on he shoulder, and Patricia turned to face him, so what did he want?

"Eddie never really told us how you two met, actually he never told us about you at all. But we sort of lost contact last year after he went to England," The way he had said it told her that his friends had no idea why he went to Anubis House in the first place. They didn't know about Sweetie, about his father. She was silent, then it dawned on her, Derek wanted to know how the two had met, she and Eddie. Something inside of her bubbled, but it wasn't anger, it was almost a smile, that formed on her lips as she replied.

"So he never did tell you huh?" But it was Eddie's mum who answered instead of her. "Actually my son never told me either, mind telling us?" For once in her life,Patricia really didn't mind. So she answered for herself the next time. So she shook her head, and opened her mouth.

"It was out of 'hate', the first time we bumped heads. The first time we met, was the first time he called me Yacker. I thought he was some arrogant, teenage boy, who thought of me as a fiery, rude redhead, but the truth was, I found myself slowly falling for him in the same week we met, wether I wanted to admit it or not,"