Bobby made sure Nate was asleep after his middle of the night bottle before he left. He'd moved Nate's cradle into Missouri's room and he trusted her to wake up with him. If not, Joshua and Jefferson were right across the hall and Nate's cries would wake them before too long.

"Goodnight, Nate. Mommy and Daddy love you and miss you," Bobby kissed his cheek before he left.

Once Bobby got out into the night air, he woke up some more. He kept the window down on the way to the hospital. He found Kylee and Dean asleep in the waiting room. He asked at the nurses station and was given permission to go in for just a few minutes.

Sam was awake, watching the monitor numbers as Abby slept. Tasha was asleep in a chair next to the bed.

"Hey, Bobby," Sam sounded exhausted.

"Anything new?"

Sam shook his head. "She hasn't opened her eyes. Tasha has warned me that if Abby is still stuck in her memories, I might hear graphic details that I don't want to know."

"Abby never told you what had gone on?"

"No. She talked about Angel. The rest was already in the past for her. Did Tasha say much to you?"

Bobby's eyebrows scrunched together as he tried to think about his answer. "I heard a lot when she had nightmares. More than she probably thinks she said. Otherwise, I haven't asked. I'm more of a listener, you know."

"Yeah. I'm just scared that I won't be able to keep myself from reacting to something Abby says. What if I undermine it all and throw her back deeper into the past?"

"Just love her, Sam. You know how to do that. It's all that she needs."

Sam went back to watching Abby.

"Dean and Kylee are asleep in the waiting room. I think I'll bring Tasha out there and then come keep you company."

"That would be great, Bobby. I've been talking to myself for quite awhile now."

"Now you know how I was when I lived alone. I had to have you guys move in before I started answering myself."

There's not much to say over a sleeping lady when both people are worried as hell about how she'll be when she wakes up. Bobby was there for Sam. He told Sam that if he wanted to rest his eyes, Bobby would wake him if Abby moved or opened her eyes. Sam said he couldn't rest anyway. He needed to know how Abby was first.

Time ticked on.

Dean woke up and his shoulder had gone numb. He looked down and Kylee was resting on it, so he stayed still. Tasha was asleep a couple chairs away and someone had covered them up with blankets. Hmm, Dean thought, Bobby must be here. Then, he laid his head back down and went to sleep.

Abby's hand twitched.

"Hey, Abby, it's Sam. I love you, honey. I'm still here waiting for you to wake up,"

Bobby rang for the nurse. The nurse came in and started scribbling down stats as she observed Sam trying to ease Abby from sleep.

"Can you open your eyes, honey? Or maybe squeeze my hand? I think you're waking up but you have to give me some proof."

Bobby gave Sam a thumbs-up. Abby had squeezed his hand.

"Good job, Abby. Thanks for squeezing my hand. I'll still be here when you wake up."

Sam looked at the nurse. "Keep talking to her," the nurse said. "The sedation is wearing off and hearing your voice might make her less combative when she wakes up."

"I'm here, and Bobby, too. Remember how Bobby walked you down the aisle the day of our wedding? He was so proud and you were so beautiful. We took that little honeymoon and had strangers take a picture of us by the Impala.

We moved in with Bobby and brought Dean and Kylee with us when you were pregnant with Nate. Do you remember how big Nate is getting? He's such a good little boy, he's a wonderful son. The sound of his laugh is precious and we hear it throughout the house on a regular basis. When he's a happy boy, he isn't quiet about it!

I've been worried about you, Abby. Tasha is in the waiting room getting some sleep. All you need to do is wake up and I'll bring her in here. I can have Nate up here with just a phone call. I just need to know that you're awake, honey."

Abby's head moved toward the sound of Sam's voice.

Sam took both of her hands and put them on his face. "It's me. It's Sam. You are safe and you are loved."

Abby's eyes opened just a slit. "D-D-Da" her voice was hoarse.

"Your dad isn't here, Abby. He can't hurt you anymore. You're safe."

Abby's eyes opened further and she saw Sam's face. She smiled. "S-Sa."

"Sam, honey. That's right. I'm happy to see you, too. Do you hurt anywhere, Abby?"

She moved her hand from Sam's face to bandaged head. "Ow."

"Yes, that's a big owie. The nurse needs to check you over and then you can have medicine to make it better. I'm not going anywhere, but I need to let the nurse take a look at you."

Abby nodded.

It took time to get Abby to follow the commands of the nurse and doctor. She was so tired.

"I'll get her some medication," the nurse said on the way out the door. "It might take awhile for it to kick in for her, though."

"Can I sleep by her?" Sam asked the nurse.

She looked at him like he was nuts if he thought he could fit in a hospital bed with his wife.

"We did fine in the same bed after she had Nate. She slept better."

"Okay," the nurse relented. "It's against policy, so if I see that it interferes with her monitor lines, you'll have to go back to the chair."

"That's fine. I understand."

The nurse left.

"Abby, we'll get you feeling better soon. Do you want me to sleep by you like at home?"

She nodded without opening her eyes.

Sam got his shoes off and slipped in beside Abby. Bobby grabbed the extra pillow and blanket from the closet. Once Sam and Abby were comfortable and the nurse had given the pain medication in her IV, Bobby went to the waiting room.

"I love you, Abby," Sam had one arm over her.

"S-Saa," she mumbled.

Sam was overjoyed. He could lie by his wife without scaring her. He could talk her into the present from her memories and she knew his name. He still had his beloved Abby.

Bobby stretched as he went from Abby's room to the waiting room. The sun would be up soon. Shortly after that, more people would be arriving at the hospital to work and visit. Bobby soaked in some of the quiet emptiness before reaching the waiting room.

The only three people there belonged to Bobby and they were asleep. Bobby sat down next to his wife and put an arm around her. Just feeling her close made his body relax a little.

Tasha moved her head onto Bobby's shoulder. "Abby awake?"

"She woke up for just a short bit. She knew who Sam was. Let's get some sleep."

"I love you."

"Love you, too, darlin'," Bobby settled into the chair and closed his heavy eyelids.

Abby started to struggle in her sleep. Sam was exhausted. He worked his way out of the fog while whispering to Abby, "It's okay, Abby. You're safe. I'm Sam, remember?" He found her hands and put them to his face. "It's just me, honey. I love you."

Abby opened her eyes and as soon as the wild look went away, she stuttered, "S-S-"

"That's right, Abby. Sam. You can go back to sleep."

Abby still held Sam's face in her hands, searching it for something that she apparently found because she smiled.

"I'm not going anywhere," Sam smiled back. He kissed her forehead and then laid back down. Abby was facing him, so he took one of her hands, placed it over his heart and held it there. "I'll be right here."

Abby closed her eyes and soon her breathing slowed to a slumbering rate.

Sam fell asleep as soon as he knew Abby was resting. He was just so tired.