A/N: Okay, now this chapter is long. But, I hope you guys enjoy it! I'm not sure when I'll have the next chapter up, but hopefully I do soon!

This one is pretty sad, so brace yourselves!

Disclaimer: I still don't own Austin & Ally. I hate doing these things.

Austin POV

"C'mon buddy, you're almost there!" I said to Dez.

"Do you know how hard it is to do this? You have no idea what I'm going through!" Dez yelled.

"You're doing great, just deep breaths, in and out. Push, push!" I encouraged.

Dez shot the last alien on the screen with a hit to the gut and a sign saying "New Record! Awesome!" flashed on screen.

"Yes, you did it!" I said, high fiving Dez.

"That was so hard." Dez paused. "I need pizza."

"Same here." We left the arcade game and went over to the counter to order our pizza and drinks. When we got our food, we left to grab a table.

"So, did Ally call you yet?" Dez asked me when we dug in.

I shook my head. "She hasn't texted me either, and it's been over an hour since they should've got there."

"Trish hasn't called or texted me either," Dez said.

"Did she say she would?"

He nodded and I sighed. "That's not like them. Well, not like Ally, at least. No offence to Trish," I said at the look on Dez's face. "I haven't even heard from Mr. Dawson."

"They probably just forgot. Maybe they went shopping and lost track of time," Dez suggested.

"Maybe," I said, but I wasn't convinced. "But it's still weird."

"Let's try their cells," Dez said. We both took out our cells and called our girlfriends. Ally's voicemail came on after five rings, so I left a quick message. After I did, I hung up. "Voicemail."

"Same with Trish," Dez said, hanging up also.

"Okay, now I'm really getting worried. Their phones are always on," I said, bouncing my leg. It's a habit I have when I get nervous.

"I know." Dez paused in thought. "Wait, maybe they went swimming and left their phones in their room. They wouldn't want them to get wet, and Mr. Dawson won't answer his phone anyways because he's at that convention."

I considered this. "I guess that makes sense."

"I'm sure they're fine, dude. Try and stay positive, that's what I'm doing," Dez said.

Suddenly, two ambulances and a cop car flew down the street, sirens blaring, and Dez and I watched as they turned the corner quickly, out of site.

"I wonder what that's about," Dez said out loud. My eyes widened.

"You don't think…" I couldn't finish my sentence.

Dez frantically shook his head. "No, no, it can't be. We would've heard from them by now."

I just sighed and finished eating, but I still had a weird feeling. Like something wasn't right.

Trish POV

I woke up in a room that didn't look like mine what so ever. Or a hotel room, for that matter. I looked around and saw light blue walls and a ceiling with clouds all over it.

"Good, you're awake," I heard someone say. I slowly sat up and saw a nurse standing beside my bed tinkering with some tubes. I looked down and saw that those tubes were apparently attached to me.

"What happened? Who are you?" I croaked. Man, my throat was sore.

"I'm Nurse Kathy. You were in a bad accident early this morning." She sat on the end of my bed slowly. "How much do you remember, dear?"

"The last thing I remember is going through the intersection, seeing a white flash, and hearing Ally scream," I said. My eyes widened. "Oh my god, Ally!"

I tried to sit up, but my arm gave a twinge of pain and I thumped back down.

"Careful dear, you have a broken arm," Kathy said. She pressed a button and my bed moved up so I was in a sitting position. I glanced down at my left arm and saw that there was a cast on it. Great, I thought.

"Okay, well you don't have any signs of amnesia, which is great news. You were very lucky you were on the opposite side of where your vehicle was t-boned. Besides your broken arm, you have some cuts and bruises. You'll be absolutely fine," Kathy said.

"Where are Ally and Mr. Dawson?" I demanded.

"Mr. Dawson is in the room across from you," Kathy spoke gently. "He has a concussion and cuts and bruises, but like you, he's okay. Ally is…" she trailed off uncertainly.

"Ally what? Please tell me she's okay," I begged.

"She got the worst of the impact, since she was on the side where the two cars collided. Her leg is broken in three places; she has bruised ribs, a sprained wrist, and cuts and bruises." Kathy paused. "She also has internal bleeding and swelling in the brain, so we had to induce a coma."

My breath hitched. "S-she's going to be okay, though, right?"

"All we can do is pray that she'll pull through," Kathy whispered to me.

My eyes filled with tears, but I nodded in thanks. She patted my shoulder. "I've got to go check on Mr. Dawson, but if you need anything, press this button." She pointed to a button on my bed's arm rest. She left the room.

I grabbed the glass of water that was on the table beside my bed and gulped it down. After that was done, I fell right back asleep.

Austin POV

It was three o'clock in the afternoon and Dez and I still hadn't heard anything from Mr. Dawson, Ally, or Trish. I was about to try calling again when my cell rang. It was an unknown number, but I assumed it was Ally calling from the hotel.

I picked up before the first ring had even finished, and answered.

"Ally! Thank god!" I shouted into the phone.

"It's Mr. Dawson, Austin," Ally's dad said from the other line. He sounded tired.

"Oh, hey Mr. D. How come it says your number is unrecognizable? Are you calling from the hotel?" I asked him.

"Um, not exactly. I'm calling from the hospital," he sighed.

I paled and thought of when we saw the ambulances and cop car fly by. "Hospital? What happened?" At the word hospital, Dez dropped the basketball he had been holding.

"We were in a car accident this morning. That's why the girls never called you; our phones were smashed in the wreckage. Can you boys come down to Coral Wave Hospital?"

"What!" I yelled frantically. "Is Ally okay? Are you and Trish okay?"

"Just come down here, I'll explain everything, bud," Ally's dad said. He hung up before I could ask anymore.

"What the hell was that about?" Dez asked when I hung up. He had to run after me as I had already bolted out the door to Dez's car.

"They were in an accident! I knew it, I knew something wasn't right! I guarantee that was the accident that the ambulances and cop car were headed to this morning!" I shouted.

We both sprinted to Dez's car before hopping in and speeding off. Dez sped the whole way there, and luckily we weren't stopped. At least Coral Wave was only ten minutes away if you drove normally, so we were there within five minutes.

When we got to the hospital, we parked and jumped out before sprinting inside. We skidded to a stop when we spotted Mr. Dawson in the waiting room.

"Mr. Dawson!" we said as we ran over to him.

He turned around. He looked okay to me, except for some cuts and bruises. "Oh thank god you boys are here. Walk with me, I'll explain everything." He led us down a hallway while telling us what had happened.

When he finished, he said, "We'll go see Trish first. Ally is…"

"Ally is what? Where is she? I need to see her now," I demanded.

"You can't see her now Austin, she's being…tended to," Mr. Dawson said gently. "Boys, you're not going to like what I'm about to tell you. Ally got the worst of the crash as she was on the side of the impact. Her leg is broken in three places; she has bruised ribs, a sprained wrist, and cuts and bruises," he trailed off as his voice cracked. "She, um, she also has internal bleeding in the brain, along with swelling. They had to induce a coma; she was in too much pain to bear."

My knees gave way and if Dez had never caught me, I would've been on the floor. "She's in a coma?"

Mr. Dawson nodded. "I'm so sorry boys."

We both stood in silence before Dez spoke quietly. "Where's Trish? Can we see her?"

Mr. Dawson nodded. "Yes, Trish just has a broken arm and cuts and bruises. Follow me." He led us towards a door a little ways down the hallway. It was already open, so Dez and I walked inside to find Trish sitting up in bed, reading a magazine.

She looked up. "Hey!"

Dez ran over and hugged her. "Oh my god Trish, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Just a broken arm and cuts and bruises. I'm allowed to get out of bed in about an hour," she said, and I hugged her.

"I'm so glad you're okay," I said. Trish nodded, and I saw tears come to her eyes.

"Did you guys hear about Ally?" she whispered.

We nodded. "Yeah, we did. We aren't allowed to see her yet though," I said, frustrated.

"I can't believe she's in a coma," Trish said before the tears finally fell. Dez wrapped his arms around her as she cried into his shoulder. I sat on the other side of Trish and rubbed her arm comfortingly.

"I know. As soon as we can see her, we'll go in," I said.

She nodded and wiped her eyes. I stood up. "I'm going to go wait by her room."

"Alright, bud. Just come get us when you're done seeing her," Dez said. I nodded, gave Trish one last hug, and went out the door to find Mr. Dawson waiting.

"Where's Ally's room?" I asked.

"She's in the intensive care wing," Mr. Dawson told me. "I've seen her already, so I'll let you be alone with her while I go talk to my nurse. I say I'm fine, but she insists I get another check up. This will be the 6th one!" I know he was trying to lighten the mood, and strangely, it still made me crack a small grin. He smiled and patted my shoulder before heading off in the opposite direction towards the lobby.

I turned and went to the elevator that would take me to the intensive care wing. On the second floor, I got off and went to the desk. There was no one else in the waiting room. The lady behind the counter looked up and gave me a friendly smile.

"What can I do for you, dear?" she asked me.

"I'm here to see Allyson Dawson," I told her.

She clicked around on her computer for a few seconds. "Ah, here she is. Room 314, but I'm afraid you're going to have to wait for a bit. She's being tended to right now."

I nodded. "That's fine."

She looked at me closer. "You don't look like her family, but I swear I've seen you before."

"Do you have daughters?" I asked her.

She nodded. "Two of them. One's fifteen, the other is eleven."

"Do they ever talk about an Austin Moon?"

She laughed. "Oh yes, all the time."

"Well, that's me," I said.

Her eyes brightened and she snapped her fingers. "That's it! I knew I had seen you somewhere before. You're plastered all over my daughter's bedroom walls."

That got a genuine laugh out of me. "Well, I'm glad they enjoy my music. But that's all thanks to Ally."

She softened. "I take it the Ally you're talking about is the one you're here to see."

I nodded. "Yeah, she writes my songs. She's also my girlfriend."

She nodded understandingly. "I see. I'm sorry to hear about her accident. I'll be praying for her."

"Thanks," I said.

"Well, I've got to get back to work, but it was nice to meet you Austin. My daughters will be thrilled to hear about this. I'll let you know when you can see Ally," she smiled.

I chuckled and thanked her before walking over to sit in a chair in the waiting room. After sitting there for about five minutes, a little girl walked in with her mother. The girl looked like she was maybe six, and by the looks of her, she definitely had cancer. She had jeans and a pink hoodie on; there was a bandana wrapped around her head.

Her mother talked to the receptionist, and I heard her call my name.

I looked over at her. "Yeah?"

"Would you be a dear and watch this little girl for a bit? Her mother has to go speak with the doctors about some test results that just came in," she said. "I'll be right behind the desk the whole time."

I smiled. "Sure."

The mother came over with her little girl. "I'm sorry to keep her in your hands, but I've really got to go and talk to her doctor. I'm Lisa, by the way."

"Austin." I shook her hand.

She smiled and crouched down at her daughter. "Honey, this nice boy is going to watch you for a little bit while mommy talks to the doctor, okay?"

Her daughter nodded and her mother left the waiting room. I got off the chair crouched in front of her.

"Hi there," I said kindly. "What's your name?"

"Miranda," she said shyly.

"That's a nice name. My name is Austin," I told her.

Her eyes brightened. "Austin Moon?"

I was shocked that she knew who I was. "Yeah, that's me."

I finally got a smile out of her. "You're my favourite singer."

I grinned back. "Thank you, that means a lot to me."

She grabbed my hand and pulled me up to my feet. Still holding my hand, she led me over to the toy section. "Want to play with the toys with me?"

I smiled. "Sure." She plopped down and grabbed a Barbie, holding it out to me. I took it from her and sat down beside her.

"You can be Kelly, I'll be Barbie," she said happily.

"Sounds good," I said. I spent the next ten minutes playing Barbie's with Miranda, and she finally got rid of her shy side. She was a really funny kid, and I was enjoying myself. It helped me take my mind off Ally.

"I'm bored. Let's go for a walk, I want to show you something," she said as she stood up. I stood up after her, and she grabbed my hand again.

"We're just going for a walk down the hall," I told the receptionist.

She smiled. "That's fine; I'll let her mother know where you kids are."

Miranda led me down one of the halls, still grasping my hand. My hand felt so big compared to her little frail one. I was afraid I would break it if I held it too hard.

When we got to the end of the hall, she showed me a bulletin board that was on the wall. She pointed to a picture. "This is my friend Lucy."

I got a closer look at the girl in the picture. She looked about eight years old, and also had a bandana wrapped around her head. She was smiling widely at the camera.

I smiled. "That's a pretty picture of her."

Miranda nodded sadly. "Yeah, it is. She died last year though. She was my best friend."

I looked down at Miranda. "I'm sorry to hear that, Miranda."

"It's okay; I know she's still in my heart. I'll be with her someday," she smiled. "I drew her a picture."

She now pointed to a picture of two little girls that I assumed were Miranda and Lucy. "I gave it to her before she died. Her nurse hung it up here for me, right beside her picture."

I smiled down at Miranda. "That was a good idea. You're a good friend for doing that."

"Thank you," she replied. Just then, her mother, Lisa, came down the hall.

"Thank you so much Austin," Lisa said. "I really appreciate it."

"It's not a problem at all," I said.

Miranda spoke up. "Mommy, this is Austin Moon."

Lisa smiled widely. "Really? See Miranda, dreams really can come true." Miranda smiled.

"Dream?" I asked.

"Miranda's dream was to meet her favourite singer, Austin Moon. And it looks like she has," Lisa explained.

I was so touched, I thought I might cry. "Oh wow. You have no idea how much that means to me."

"Mommy, take a picture! My friends are going to be so jealous!" Miranda exclaimed. Her mother turned to me in question, and I shook my head.

"Of course she can take a picture with me, I don't mind at all," I smiled. Lisa grinned in thanks and dug through her purse and pulled out her digital camera.

I leaned down to Miranda's height and put my arm around her gently. Lisa took the picture and I got up. Miranda hugged me. Well, hugged my legs. She was a little short. "Thanks Austin!"

"You're welcome," I said.

"C'mon sweetie, it's time to go," Lisa said. "Austin can walk back down the hall with us."

Miranda smiled. "Kay!"

"Here, I'll give you a proper hug," I told her. I leaned down and wrapped my arms around her before picking her up. She giggled in happiness and she wrapped her little arms around my neck and her legs around my waist.

Lisa smiled and we started back down the hall, Miranda still in my arms. She had her head in the crook of my neck. The girl was as light as a feather.

"So, Austin, what brings you to intensive care?" Lisa asked. "Of course, it's none of my business, you don't have to tell me," she quickly added.

I shook my head. "No, it's okay. My girlfriend Ally, my friend Trish, and Ally's dad were in a bad car accident this morning. Trish and Ally's dad are okay, but they had to induce a coma for Ally. She was badly hurt. She's in intensive care, so I'm waiting until I can see her."

Lisa softened. "Oh my goodness, that's awful. I hope she'll be alright."

"Yeah, me too," I said in a thick voice.

We had reached the lobby again, and I carefully set Miranda down. Before they left, Lisa gave me a quick hug. "Thanks again Austin, and I do hope your friends are alright, Ally especially. She's in my prayers."

I gave a small smile. "Thank you."

"Bye Austin! Say hi to Ally for me when she wakes up!" Miranda called over her shoulder as they were walking away. I chuckled.

"I will Miranda. Bye guys," I waved. They waved back before the elevator doors shut behind them, leaving me and the receptionist alone again.

"Miranda seems to really like you," she commented.

I smiled. "She's a nice girl. Probably the nicest I've ever met."

"She is. It's too bad she was diagnosed with Leukemia a few years ago," the receptionist said.

"I hope she gets better," I said. "Maybe I'll come back and visit her if she's ever back here."

"I hate to say it, but I know she'll be back. And maybe eventually permanently," the receptionist said sadly. "Poor girl."

I sighed and headed back to wait on the chair. About fifteen minutes later, the receptionist called my name.

"Austin, you can go see Ally now," she said kindly. I shot off the chair, thanked her, and walked quickly down the hall to room 314.

When I reached it, I saw that the door was open, so I slowly walked into the room. The first thing I saw was my girlfriend, sleeping on the bed. Her hair was sprawled out across the pillow. She looked so beautiful, even when she was sleeping.

The next thing I noticed was the oxygen mask attached to her mouth, showing little puffs of condensation every few seconds as she breathed lightly. She had a bunch of other tubes attached to her. When I got closer, I saw that she had a gash about two inches long on her forehead that the doctors had stitched up already, a bruise on her cheek, and minor cuts in random places.

"Oh, Ally," I whispered.

I didn't even notice that Ally's nurse was doing something in the corner of the room until she spoke. "I'm assuming you're the boyfriend."

I tore my eyes away from Ally and walked over to the nurse. "Yeah."

She smiled. "Well, your girlfriend is extremely lucky to be alive, um…"

"Oh, Austin." She shook my hand.

"Susan. Well, Austin, Ally here has been induced a coma, as you probably already know. I'm sure you know everything else that happened to her as well," the nurse, Susan, said.

I nodded. "Please tell me she's going to be okay."

"We hope she will be. Just keep praying that she'll pull through," Susan told me gently.

"Can I have a minute with her?" I asked quietly, glancing back at Ally.

"Of course." Susan patted my shoulder before walking out of the room and shutting the door. When she was gone, I walked over to Ally's bedside and sat in the chair beside it. I gently took her good hand that wasn't wrapped in both of mine.

"Ally, it's Austin. I don't know if you can hear me, but if you can, just know that we're all hoping that you'll pull through. You have to Ally, you have to," I said. I felt tears pooling my eyes. "I can't lose you."

I started crying right then. "Please Alls, you can't die, you just can't!" I pushed a lock of hair away from her forehead carefully before resting my head on her arm. I cried silently into it while still holding her hands.

I have no clue how long I was crying for, but after a while, I felt her hand twitch in mine. I sniffed and looked at our hands. I saw it twitch again, but I knew enough about comas to know that she wasn't waking up, that she was just reacting to my voice. None the less, it made me smile a bit. She could hear me.

I leaned over and kissed her forehead gently before resting mine against it. "I love you Alls. So much," I whispered. Standing up, I let go of her hand reluctantly.

"I'll be back in a bit, I promise," I told her sleeping form before leaving the room. I walked past the desk and the receptionist saw me. She gave me a small sympathetic smile and a wave, and I returned it.

I went down the elevator and made my way back to Trish's room. I didn't even bother wiping my eyes as I walked in. Dez and Trish were going to notice my eyes were red and puffy anyways, so I might as well keep the tears there.

Trish was walking around the room with Dez standing watch. "Oh hey, you're out of bed already?"

They turned at the sound of my voice. "It's been over and hour since you left…" Trish trailed off when she got a good look at my face. "Oh Austin…"

I sniffed and wiped my eyes. "I'm fine."

"Stop trying to be a man Austin, Ally's in a coma, you have every right to cry," Trish scolded. She walked over and pulled me into a hug, being careful not to bump her arm, and Dez came over too, joining in the hug. I couldn't help it anymore and I broke down again as I clutched two of my best friends.

"She's going to be okay Austin. Ally's strong, she'll pull through," Trish said softly as she rubbed my back soothingly.

Dez patted my shoulder and I pulled away from the hug. "Do you guys wanna come with me to see her?"

Trish nodded and Dez said, "Let's go," before grabbing Trish's good hand and leading her out of the room, me following. I led them to intensive care and down the hall to Ally's room.

We walked into her room quietly, and as soon as Trish saw Ally, she gasped. "Oh, Ally!" She started crying and Dez lead her over to one of the chairs by Ally's bedside. I sat in the other one. I glanced at Dez and saw that his eyes were misty too, which only made me tear up again too.

"She looks so vulnerable," Dez whispered. I reached over and grabbed Ally's hand. Trish put hers on top of mine, and Dez put his on top of hers. Team Austin was together again, even if it wasn't in the happiest situation.

"Why Ally?" Trish sniffled.

I shook my head. "I don't know Trish, I really don't know."

Just then, Susan came in with Mr. Dawson. "Hi kids."

"Hi," we said before turning our attention back to Ally.

"I have some news," Susan said.

My head shot up. "Good news?"

She nodded. "Ally's internal bleeding has slowed a fair amount just as we had hoped it would, and the swelling is going down. It's a good sign, and it's moving way faster than we had thought it would."

"So she's going to be okay then?" Mr. Dawson asked.

"Most likely, but I don't want to get your hopes up. Remember that things like this can pick right back up again, but for now, she's progressing very well, so let's leave it at that," Susan said.

"Thank you Susan," Mr. Dawson said. Dez, Trish, and I nodded in thanks as well.

"You're most welcome." She walked over to the heart monitor and checked it before walking out of the room again with a quick, "I'll be back in half an hour to check on her."

The four of us hugged, and spent a while longer with Ally. I told everyone about my time with Miranda, and before we knew it, the nurse came back telling us that visiting hours were over.

"You can come back tomorrow and visit," she said.

I shook my head. "I'm staying with her."

"Austin, you need to eat and you need your sleep," Susan told me gently.

"I'm fine, and I'll sleep in the chair. I'm staying with her," I told her again. Before she could protest, I walked over and sat in the chair.

She sighed, knowing there was no way in hell that I was leaving my girlfriend. "Alright, suit yourself."

"We're going to go back home, alright Austin?" Trish said. "Ally's obviously in good hands, so we'll come back first thing in the morning."

"Call me if there's any updates," Mr. Dawson said.

"I will. Goodnight guys." They said bye to me and Ally before leaving the room.

I held Ally's hand again, and told her everything about the day, starting from my day with Dez, to the whole Miranda situation. I didn't want to wait until she woke up again. She would wake up, I knew it. Plus, I knew she could hear me.

After another half hour of talking to Ally, and her handing twitching in mine as I talked, I fell asleep to the sound of her light breathing.

A/N: Told you it was pretty sad. I hope you guys liked it, and I hope you liked Miranda's character! I thought Austin needed a little friend while waiting to see Ally :) So thanks again and please read and review! At least 10 reviews until i post the next chapter! So you better get reviewing! :p

Joelle xx