A/N: Hey readers! Sorry I haven't updated in like, over a week, but I've been super busy! Plus, I'm injured, so that takes its toll as well! Thanks for all of the reviews on the last two chapters, they mean a lot! :) Sorry for mistakes!

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Disclaimer: Don't own Austin & Ally.

Austin POV

I was woken up to someone shaking my shoulder gently. I rubbed my eyes and slowly looked up to see my mom standing beside me, dressed head to toe in yoga clothes.

"Mom?"

She smiled. "Hi honey. Dez called and told me everything. How are you feeling?" She pulled up a chair and sat beside me.

"Like crap," I mumbled. My mom pulled me into a hug.

"I know," she said as I buried my face in her long blond hair. I know I'm guy and all, and it should be the other way around, but she's my mom.

"Where's dad?" I said into her hair.

"He's in the cafeteria with Mr. Dawson, Trish and Dez," she replied. "He said he'd get you something to eat."

I pulled away and nodded. "What time is it?"

"It's four in the afternoon," my mom answered.

My eyes widened. "Seriously? I slept that long?"

She nodded. "You were pretty tired. You had a rough day yesterday, honey."

I sighed and she looked at Ally, who looked exactly the same as yesterday. "I hope she's dreaming peacefully."

"Yeah, me too," I said sadly. She glanced down and smiled softly, and I realized that I was still holding Ally's hand.

"She'll be okay Austin. Just give it time," my mom told me.

"How much time? There's only so much time I can wait." My voice cracked.

She sighed. "I wish I knew." She stood up and ruffled my hair. "Come to the cafeteria and eat something with us."

I glanced back at Ally, before look back at my mom and reluctantly standing up. "Fine."

She put her arm around my shoulders in a comforting gesture as she led me out of the room towards the cafeteria. We found everyone else sitting at a table eating.

"How you holding up, bud?" my dad asked as we sat down at the table. My dad and I didn't have the best relationship before, because of the whole music thing, but now that he sees it's working out, we've been on much better terms, and we were working on everything. Which was great, because we hated fighting.

"Alright, I guess. I'll be much better when she's awake," I said bitterly. My dad patted my shoulder and pushed a plate of pancakes in front of me.

Seeing my second love made me realize how hungry I was, and I immediately dug in, causing everyone around the table to chuckle.

"What?" I asked with a mouthful of food.

"Austin, manners," my mom scolded.

I swallowed and muttered, "Sorry."

Trish shook her head. "You and your pancakes."

I shrugged and continued to eat.

Mr. Dawson spoke up. "Ally's nurse told me some news on her progress today. I wanted to wait until everyone was together."

We all perked up. "What is it?"

"Well, she said that the internal bleeding has stopped completely, and will not resume flow anymore, which is great. However, there's still swelling in the brain, so they have to keep Ally in a coma. They're moving her out of intensive care later today," Mr. Dawson reported.

"For how much longer is she in a coma?" Dez asked.

"Well, that's the thing, they don't know yet for sure. It depends on the swelling. They think it will be at least another three days for sure, at the rate the swelling is reducing at," Mr. Dawson said.

"Well, at least the internal bleeding has stopped. That's good, right?" I asked hopefully.

My parents smiled. "It's great."

I smiled for the first time that day.

"I brought some clothes for you to change into, seeing as how I don't think you're planning on leaving," my mom said as she handed me my overnight bag.

"Thanks mom," I said. I got up and left the cafeteria to go change in the bathroom. My mom packed me boxers, jeans, shirts, and all my other necessities. Moms just know, I thought as I chose a purple shirt and threw on the clothes. I unclasped my chain from my other pants and chained it to my clean ones.

I washed up and after I smelled good again, I left the bathroom to go back to Ally's room. Susan was in there, fixing Ally's IV.

"Hi Austin," she greeted.

"Hey. I hear Ally's being moved out of the intensive care today," I said happily.

Susan smiled. "Yes, she is."

"I'm so glad," I said.

"I know, I'm happy for her. She's responding well to everything," Susan told me as she finished with the IV. "Oh, that reminds me, Mrs. Mendez wants to speak with you."

"Mrs. Mendez?" I asked, confused.

"The receptionist," Susan explained.

I nodded my head. "Oh, okay." I waved in thanks and left the room. I stopped in at the cafeteria.

"Mom, I'm going to the receptionist's desk," I told her.

"Yeah, go ahead," she said.

I carried on my way and turned the corner at the end of the hall, seeing the front desk.

"You wanted to see me?" I asked Mrs. Mendez.

She glanced up from her computer. "Ah, Austin, yes, I did." She rolled across the floor in her chair to the end of the desk and flipped through some folders. She pulled out a thick envelope and rolled back over.

"Last evening when I got home from work, I told my daughters that I had met you that day. They asked why you were at the hospital, so I told them. I hope you don't mind," she said. I shook my head and gestured for her to continue. "Anyways, when I told them that Ally was involved, they freaked out because they love Ally as much as they love you. News of the accident aired later that night, so my daughters went to school today and got their classes to make these." She handed me the envelope.

The envelope was addressed to "Austin & Ally", so I carefully opened the envelope. My eyes widened when I saw its contents, and I dumped them on the desk.

There were at least 40 homemade get well soon cards from Mrs. Mendez's daughters' classes, all saying different things like "Get Well Soon Ally!", "Stay Strong Ally!", and so on.

"Oh my gosh, this is amazing," I whispered in awe as I looked at all of their amazing artwork. I looked at Mrs. Mendez, who was smiling.

"The kids thought Ally could use some more support. To show her that she's not alone," she told me.

I laughed lightly in shock. "I can't believe this. She's going to love these."

"There's something else for you in there," Mrs. Mendez told me. I dug in the bottom of the envelope and pulled out a folded piece of paper, with 'Austin' written in fancy writing on the front.

"I'll be right back to clean this up," I promised Mrs. Mendez.

She waved me off. "No big deal, take as long as you want."

I smiled gratefully and went over to sit on a chair in the waiting area before unfolding the paper.

Dear Austin,

When we heard about Ally's accident from our mother yesterday, we were too shocked to believe it. We thought, Ally Dawson? There's no way. But when the news of the accident aired later that night, we knew it was real, and we couldn't sleep. All we could think about was whether or not she was going to be okay, and how you were doing, along with Trish, Dez, and Ally's dad. So today in school, we decided to get our class to make her these get well cards, to show her that we all love her, and that she's not alone. We hope she loves them.

We also want you to know that you're not alone either. We love you, and we're with you every step of the way, even if it's not in person.

You may show this note to Ally when she's awake. It's for her benefit as well.

Best wishes,

Jaci and Jenna Mendez xoxo

PS: we still can't believe our mother met you :)

I reread the letter three times, smiling the whole time. I hadn't even met these two girls, and they were already amazing. I couldn't believe how much they cared, and the letter touched me in so many ways.

I stood up and walked back to the desk. "Your daughters are the kindest girls ever, they really are."

Mrs. Mendez laughed. "When they set their minds to something, they don't stop. I'm glad you liked what they did."

I nodded. "Like? I loved it. This is phenomenal, really." I put the cards back in the envelope. "Tell Jenna and Jaci thanks so much, and tell them to tell their classmates as well. Their gifts were much appreciated, by all of us."

"I will, don't worry. They'll be happy to hear you loved them," Mrs. Mendez said.

I grinned. "I better get back. See you later."

"Bye, dear," she waved. I waved back and walked back down the hall to the cafeteria.

My parents were in there, but Trish, Dez, and Mr. Dawson were no where to be found, so I went to join my parents.

"Hey bud," they said as I plopped down beside my mom.

"Hey. Where's the others?" I asked.

"Trish and Dez went to visit Ally while Mr. Dawson went to sign papers for her transfer out of intensive care," my dad explained.

I nodded. "You'll never guess what the receptionist's daughters did for Ally." I explained the whole story to them, and then opened the envelope. I didn't dump anything out though, so my mom just peeked inside.

"Oh my goodness, that's so thoughtful of them!" she said as she handed the envelope to my dad, who also peeked inside.

He whistled low. "This sure is something. Those kids really care about Ally. You too, son." He hesitated. "Look, Austin, I'm sorry about the whole music thing. I can see now how much you love it, and how it's working out for you. I just want to let you know that I support you through the whole thing."

I waved him off. "Dad, its fine. Really. I'm just glad you agree with me." He smiled at me and patted my shoulder. "Plus, Ally's the reason people even know who I am."

My parents grinned. "You're lucky to have her."

"I know. She's too good for me," I chuckled.

"You're good for each other," my mom said.

I held my hands up when she looked like she was going to say something else. "Okay, let's stop there. Please. The awkward parent talk isn't supposed to happen now!"

My dad laughed. "No worries son, we had no intentions of carrying on this conversation. Right, Sabrina?" He gave my mom a look.

She sighed. "Right, Luke."

"Good." He stood up. "Well, I think it's time that I head back to the house. I need to check on Maggie anyways." Maggie was our dog, a German shepherd.

"Already? It's only five," my mom said, checking her watch.

"I have a meeting tonight for work, so I've gotta get back. And don't you have yoga class in twenty minutes?" my dad asked my mom.

She shot out of her chair. "Damn, that's right! I was wondering why I was wearing yoga clothes!"

My dad leaned down towards me and spoke in what he thought was a whisper. "I think your mother is losing her mind."

I grinned as my mom whacked him upside the head.

"Luke, no need to advertise!" she said, but I saw the corners of her mouth tilt upwards.

"Sorry honey," he smiled.

"Austin, call us if you need anything or anything changes, alright?" my mom said.

"Yeah, I will," I said. "Now go before you're late."

"Okay, I left you money in your bag if you need to buy anything. Oh, and I told Mr. Dawson to keep an eye on you and Dez. I really don't need you two causing trouble, especially in a hospital, plus you-"

"Mom!" I cut her off in the middle of her rant. "I'll be fine, don't worry."

She sighed. "I know. Just be careful." My dad was in the process of ushering her towards the elevator.

"Love you sweetie!" she called over her shoulder.

"Love you too," I replied. Thankfully, there was no one else in the cafeteria, or that might have been somewhat embarrassing. "Bye dad."

"See ya son! Don't forget to call!" he said as they both waved as the elevator doors closed behind him.

I decided to go find Trish and Dez, so I went back down the hall to Ally's room. Right before I got to the door, Susan came out, followed by Ally being pushed by another nurse.

"Oh, hi Austin. We're moving Ally to the regular wing, so you'll have to see her in a while," Susan said.

"Okay," I sighed reluctantly. She game me a sympathetic smile and continued to push Ally's bed down the hall, out of sight.

Looks like Trish and Dez aren't here, I thought. I texted Dez.

Where r u guys?

I got a text back a few seconds later. Trish is getting her cast changed. Second floor, Room 202.

I'll be right there. I shoved my phone back in my pocket and went down to the second floor. I walked until I found Room 202, which, by the looks of it, was obviously a room where people were treated for breaks, cuts, etc.

Trish was sitting on the bed while the doctor was putting the cast on her arm. Her arm was all purple and swollen.

Dez spotted me as I walked in. He was leaning against the wall. "Where were you?"

"With my parents, but they had to leave," I explained. I turned to Trish. "How's the arm?"

"Painful," she muttered, but then perked up. "Hey, they were about to move Ally right before we left."

I nodded. "Yeah, I saw them in the hallway. We can't see her right away though. They probably have to hook everything back up or something."

Trish nodded. "I hope she wakes up soon. I miss her awkwardness and chattiness." She paused. "Wow, I never thought I'd say that."

Dez and I chuckled. "No kidding."

The doctor finished with the last bandage. "There, good as new Trish."

"Thanks Dr. Craston," she said.

"Not a problem," he said as he left the room. When he was gone, Dez spoke up.

"What's that?"

He was pointing at the big envelope of cards I was holding. "Oh, the receptionist on the third floor gave it to me. It's for Ally." I told them the whole story about Mrs. Mendez's daughters.

When I finished, Dez and Trish peered inside the envelope. "Oh wow! That's a ton of cards!"

I smiled. "I know, I think there's over forty." A thought suddenly struck me. "Oh Trish, I hope you're not mad that they didn't do anything for you."

She scoffed. "Psh, I'm fine. I'd rather not have people fawning over my well being, to be honest. Besides, Ally is a hell of a lot worse than me." She realized what she said. "That came out wrong, I didn't-"

I waved it off. "Don't worry, I know what you meant."

She smiled gratefully and stood up. "Well, I'm going to take a walk. You guys coming?"

Dez and I nodded. "Sure. It'll pass the time."

As we left the room, Dez and Trish walked ahead of me. I glanced at my watch and saw that it was 6:00.

One step closer to seeing Ally's beautiful brown eyes open again, I thought.

A/N: There's chapter 3! I hope you guys liked it, it was pretty hard to write, and hopefully the next chapter is up soon. And in the next chapter, Ally wakes up! So stay tuned! Please please review! At least 5 reviews before the next chapter is up!

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