A/N: I see how it is, I leave a cliffhanger and I get more reviews. Thanks everyone for review, it let's me know someone is actually still reading this story.

"Well I've got some good news and some bad news. The good news is that the surgery went well. He had some bleeding in the brain and we were able to stop that which reduced the swelling. He also has some cracked ribs and a sprained wrist. So physically he should be able to heal just fine. The bad news is he hasn't regained consciousness yet so we don't know the extent of his head injuries. We're hoping he wakes up soon instead of slipping into a coma."

They asked him a few more questions. He told them as soon as they had him settled in a room a nurse would come and let them see him. After he left Lilly and her mother fell to the couch holding tightly to each other, crying.

They were still in the same position a half hour later when they were told they could finally see him. Figuring it best, Jackson left Lilly and her mother to go by themselves. Instead he went outside to call home and let his Dad and Miley know what was going on. Knowing Lilly would ask him, he got a quick update on a sleeping RJ before hanging up the phone.

Lilly was shocked when she entered the room. Seeing him hooked up to a few machines was enough to make this visual hard to take, but that wasn't all. She hadn't seen him in almost a year and the time certainly had changed him. He was starting to get a little gray in his light brown hair. Worry lines had started to form around his eyes.

Through it all she watched him sleep. It wasn't the peaceful sleep some people say their loved ones seem to be in when they walked in a hospital room. Instead he looked tortured as if he was dreaming of a nightmare.

She watched as her mother sat down beside him and took his hand holding it gently. Walking to the other side she reached out to do the same, but stopped before making contact. Did she dare touch him? While circumstances certainly had changed, the situation hadn't.

Looking at the man who raised her she was no longer knew what to think about him anymore. She loved him, but he still wasn't talking to her. Wishing he could let go of the situation as easily as she had, and as her mother had, she gently took his hand. No matter what he was still her father and she wanted him to know she was here.

Jackson watched Lilly's inner turmoil from the door way. He could see the hesitation in her eyes when she reached out and it hurt him to see her so undecided like that. Walking up behind her, he put his hands on her shoulders, letting her know he was there for her.

The next morning Lilly woke up disoriented until she felt Jackson's arms around her. Her father hadn't woken up and they ended up lying down on the couch in his room until they feel asleep. Her mother was sleeping uncomfortably in the chair beside the bed with her hand still tucked inside her husband's.

Standing up she went in search of the bathroom. After straightening herself up she grabbed some breakfast for everyone and headed back to her father's room. By the time she walked back through the door her mother was starting to wake up. Jackson was still snoring, curled in a ball now that he was alone on the couch. The two women ate in silence, afraid to break the peace that seemed to occupy the room.

Just as they were finishing up Lilly heard some noise out in the hallway. Looking that way she saw Robbie Ray and Miley walk in with very alert RJ in her arms.

"Oh my baby, come here." He smiled as his mother took him from his aunt's arms. "Mommy missed you." She smiled back at him, he was getting so big.

"I figured ya did, which is why I suggested we stop in and see how things were going," Miley spoke up. She yawned suggesting that RJ didn't give them an easy night. But since she didn't say anything Lilly figured that meant she wasn't about to complain.

Instead she decided just to ask the question Miley hadn't yet asked. "He still hasn't woken up so we don't know."

Robbie Ray walked over to the couch and woke Jackson up, who had yet to quit snoring. The group sat talking quietly for a while before Robbie Ray and Miley figured it time they left. They asked Lilly if she wanted them to take RJ with them but she told them no. Telling her to call them if she changed her mind they headed out.

The stepped out when the doctor came to check him over. He then asked them to step back in so he could give them and update. "He's showing no signs of having slipped into a coma yet so I have high hopes he'll wake up just as soon as his body is ready. The surgery seems to have worked as there seems to be no additional swelling or bleeding in his head. So I'll just keep checking back and hopefully we'll know soon where we're at."

They thanked the doctor and he left them alone to wait some more. Their waiting didn't seem to be in vain however when a little over two hours later they noticed movement. Heather stood over her husband staring down waiting for more signs that he was waking up.

"Lilly, he's waking up, his eyes are moving." Rocking a sleeping RJ in her arms she walked over to the other side of the bed and stood hovering. It was almost ten minutes before his eyes fluttered open. After his vision cleared he noticed his wife and smiled at her.

"Wha…?" He croaked out.

Remembering what the doctor said this was a good sign. He seemed to remember her so no memory loss. He was trying to talk too. "Shh. You've been in an accident. You've been unconscious for almost 24 hours. You've got some broken ribs and a sprained wrist, but you're going to be fine." She helped her husband take a drink of her water, hoping it would help him be able to talk.

Just then RJ decided to wake up and voice his hunger. Lilly watch almost in slow motion as her father turned his head towards her, she knew he hadn't noticed her yet, so wasn't sure what to expect. The smile on his face was definitely not what she was expecting. "Lilly." But then he looked down and noticed the baby. "Whose baby is that?"

"Mine," she whispered afraid to speak it to loud.

"Yours? What?" He looked confused.

"Yes my son. You're grandson." What was he playing at now?

"Lilly quit playing. Your fifteen, you're not old enough to have a baby." He said sternly, sure she was playing a prank on him.

"Dad, I'm seventeen have been for months. This is my baby RJ, and that is my fiancé, Jackson." She pointed Jackson but before her father was able to respond she grabbed the diaper bag and ran out of the room.

She found a quiet spot in the hospital and pulled a bottle out of the diaper bag and offered it to the little boy who was still crying. His tears were soon replaced with hers. "How does he not remember? How can he not remember the hell he's put me through the last year. I mean being mad at me was one thing, but totally forgetting it all that's so much worse."

Staring down at her son she continued crying for what seemed forever. He thought she was still fifteen. She tried to think back to that time in her life. She remembered how happy they were as a family. They would spend at least one night a week together as a family, just happy to be together.

She remembered the vacation they took that year. It wasn't that big of a vacation, just a road trip up north stopping wherever someone wanted to. They had been so happy just to be together that it didn't matter that at one point they got lost and it barely registered that it took them three hours to figure out where they were.

That was just before everything seemed to fall apart she remembered as well. It was the last real quality time they spent together. Shortly after that was when she began dating Jackson. Once that happened she spent even more time over at the Stewart's, which meant she spent less time at home.

Without Jackson, she would never have had RJ and she just couldn't imagine that. If nothing else, she just wished her father would have understood that. If he would have given her the chance, she would have admitted she made a mistake, but she would never regret her baby. It didn't even matter to her anymore what she had to go through to get him here. She was just glad he was.

"Lilly! Finally! I've been looking for you everywhere." Jackson ran to her, hugging her tight.

"Sorry I just had to get out of there. How can he not remember?"

"I'm not sure babe. He was still trying to figure it all out when I left to find you."

Her tears began to pour again as she cried into his shoulder. After a few minute she noticed the wet spot and she began laughing.

"What's so funny?" he asked confused.

"This," she pointed to his shoulder. "I never used cry, I was never one to let off the water works. Ever since I got pregnant it seems like that's all I do anymore."

"And that's funny?"

"Yes it is because I wouldn't want it any other way. I have you and I have RJ and that's all I need." Leaning in she gave him a kiss on the cheek then just sat there staring into his eyes. After a few seconds she kissed him again, this time on the lips. Taking her face into his hands Jackson kissed her more deeply, careful not to disrupt the still eating baby between them.

Pulling apart they noticed a few people staring at them. Not letting it bother them, the sat close together and watched as RJ finished his bottle. Taking him from Lilly, Jackson proceeded to do what he did best… getting the little boy to burp.

Gently rocking the boy on his shoulder, he fell back to sleep, not finished with his earlier nap.

"Lilly, Jackson, there you are." Lilly looked up to see her mom. She looked hesitant to say what she had obviously come to tell them.

"What is it Mom?"

"It's your dad, he's asking for you."