Shawn was still a little bewildered, the girl stopped right in front of him, "Of course I can see you silly," she said with a smile. "And boy am I glad you can see me too, I was getting a little lonely," her smile faded slightly.

Shawn didn't know what to think, should he be happy or sad that she was there? All he knew was that a little girl somewhere in the hospital was in near death condition just like him. He squatted down to look her in the eyes, "I'm Shawn," was all he could think to say.

"I'm Barbra," she said, her smile brightening back up.

"Nice to meet you Barbra," he said smiling equally as bright. He noticed Henry had disappeared; he must have made it to the room, but which one? Barbra noticed him looking around.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Huh?" he had forgotten about her for a moment, "Oh, I was following my dad to the room I'm in, but I lost him," Shawn explained.

"I saw where he went," she grinned and grabbed his hand pulling him down the hall. She pulled him into a room where Henry sat next to Shawn's unconscious body. Shawn stopped just inside the door upon seeing the scene; he didn't want to go any further, feeling as though he might interrupt. Barbra on the other hand skipped into the room and around to the opposite side of the bed, "Man," she said, "You don't look so good."

Shawn noticed Henry crying slightly, it was an odd sight, had he ever seen his dad cry? A nurse walked past Shawn into the room, Henry quickly composed himself. 'Just like him,' Shawn thought, 'even in the worst situation he won't let people see him cry'. After checking the i.v., the nurse smiled slightly and left. Henry fell back into sadness.

Shawn listened as his dad poured out some feelings and apologized for the fact that his wreck had happened. Henry stood, kissed Shawn's forehead and whispered something in his ear then left wiping the last of the tears from his eyes. A tear welled in Shawn's eye, he quickly wiped it away.

Barbra walked up to Shawn, "I wonder what he whispered," she said.

Shawn didn't have to wonder, he heard it loud and clear as if it were spoken over a loud speaker… "I love you son."…

Throughout the course of the next hour, visitors had come and gone, there was never a moment his room was empty. Shawn was a little ancy though; visiting hours were ending and Juliet was the only one who hadn't come to see him, this made him slightly sad.

"What's wrong?" Barbra asked, "You look sad."

Shawn didn't feel like telling a little girl his problems, "I'm just a little spent, wrecking my bike and dealing with all this crying… especially from Gus…," he told her. He couldn't stand to see his best friend so upset.

The room thinned out and Shawn realized that it was now filled to the brim with all things pineapple, several plushiest lined the couch under the window, a real one perched on the bedside table with a piece of paper next to it reading "Here… thought you might want this… for when you wake up." ~Lassiter. The only person left was Henry who was permitted to stay because he was his father. Shawn felt so alone, looking around he noticed that even Barbra had disappeared.

After a while Henry stood from the chair he had been sitting in and stretched, he looked at Shawn then exited the room, Shawn, the spirit, was stretched out on the couch he was unable to sleep no matter how hard he tried. A moment later a dark figure stepped into the doorway. This startled Shawn, visiting hours were over… not only that but who was this man?

The figure moved forward. "Excuse ME!" a nurses voice was heard outside, the figure stopped as the nurse stepped into the room, "Visiting hours are over," she pointed out. The man hesitated a minute then turned to leave. The nurse waited in the doorway watching the figure till he turned the corner out of site. Shawn was a slight bit alarmed, why would a stranger be coming after visiting hours to see him. He stood and pursued the man.

Just around the corner the man had stopped and pulled out his cell phone, Shawn rounded the corner and listened to the few words that were said. "Yeah, he's still alive," he paused as he listened to the person on the other end, "Pretty bad, few broken bones, internal bleeding," he paused again. "I'll get it done, don't worry." The man hung up his cell and left the hospital.

Shawn was a little scared from what he had just heard, then a flash of his wreck went through his mind, he realized it hadn't been an accident… it was an attempt at his murder… and they were gonna try and finish him off!!!

He filled with panic… he realized that he was the only one that knew… he had no way of telling the others… what if they succeeded in actually finishing him? No, he wouldn't allow it, he had to find some way to get someone to listen to him even if it took all his effort and energy to do so.