Dear Miley,

Listen I don't know what's going on but Nick wrote to me. He said you were in trouble and he was going to find you. I guess you gave him your address or something, but he told me he was leaving tomorrow for New York City. I guess that's where you live?

He also sent me your address and said to come if he didn't write me by December 1, then to come find you.

It's December 4 and there's no word from him. I'm coming to find you Miley. I'll see you seen.

Mikayla

The letter had arrived two days prior to the date and it had sat unread on top of Miley's TV in her apartment. She'd been too busy cleaning up her home from Ben's last drunken tantrum to take the time to open the letter. She'd told herself she'd read it later but after the day it came, she'd sort of forgotten about it. That's why the voice that called her name next surprised her so much.

"Miley?"

Miley's breath caught in her throat. That voice…it sounded like…no, it couldn't be.

She whirled around and locked eyes with the person she'd loathed, loved, missed, and had never expected to ever see again.

"Mikayla"? She called, breathless, "Is that you?"

Mikayla didn't respond. Instead she rushed over and knelt by Nick. "Miley, what happened to Nick?!"

"He's hurt. Bad. Really bad. He needs to get to a hospital. I just came out here to see if I could find someone who could help me but there was no one. And then you showed up and—"A few tears trickled down her cheeks but Mikayla apparently was not feeling sympathetic.

"What the hell are you doing? Stop your crying and help me get Nick into my car".

Miley was taken aback but she swallowed her sorrows and lifted Nick's upper body up with her thin arms. Mikayla hoisted up his legs and without saying a word, she hurried as quickly as she could to her car. Some how with her foot, she managed to open the door and the girls slid Nick's lifeless body into the backseat.

"Get in and sit with him", Mikayla ordered Miley, "I'll drive".

"Uh, no", Miley shot back, "You don't even know where the hospital is. So you sit with him, and I'll drive".

A bit crestfallen, Mikayla opened and closed her mouth once and then quickly got into the backseat with Nick, placing his head on her lap.

Miley rolled her eyes, and ran around to the other side of the car and hopped into the driver's seat, starting the ignition.

Dear God, please let Nick make it to the hospital, please, please, please…

~*~

Miley hated hospitals. Absolutely, purely loathed them. She hated that everything was white, and sterile, and smelled like cleanliness. She hated the beeping and the blinking lights and most of all she hated the false hope. They gave you so much hope that whoever it was that you loved that was in the hospital would be okay, and then their reassurance fell through and you turned out broken inside.

She'd been waiting outside Nick's room for at least three hours, silently sitting next to an equally quiet Mikayla. She couldn't stand it. The tension built up in her chest, her throat grew tight and her stomach knotted a little tighter until finally, she snapped.

"Hey, Mikayla?"

Mikayla turned, questioningly.

"You want to tell me why you made my high school life living hell? I know I screwed up once, but was it necessary to destroy me. Damnit, you made me miserable! Because of you, I was the school slut, the bitch, the backstabber. Why did you take back Nick and not your best friend? Not that you really returned the feeling. Frankly, you were probably the worst friend I had then! All you talked about was yourself, you made fun of me, you got other people to make fun of me, and you tried to tell me what to do, how to dress, and talk. God, you even tried to tell me who to hang out with! What the hell was the matter with you? I have been living with this guilt on my chest for years and I think it's time I get an answer from you! Why did you drop me? Why did you treat me so shitty? And don't say you don't know, because I can see in your eyes, that you bloody fucking do!"

She yelled the last part and took a big breath. People were staring at her, but she didn't care.

Mikayla was still staring at her with those big, glistening black eyes. Miley glared right back into them. She felt better now. She'd gotten it off her chest. Now she just needed an answer.

After a few minutes, Mikayla finally sighed and looked away. "Well, it's not much but to be honest I was a bitch in high school. You obviously know that since you just pointed it out".

Miley blushed slightly but did not lose her stance.

"I was jealous of you, okay?" Mikayla looked away quickly.

Miley's mouth fell open slightly. "uh…what?"

"I was jealous of you. I mean, everyone liked you cause you were so nice and funny, you could sing and play guitar, you had a great family, and like, all the guys loved you! Even Nick! Miley, I was so hell-bent on making sure I one-upped you everytime something good happened to you, I forgot I was your friend. I know that's no excuse for what I did, and it's totally selfish, but it's the honest-to-God truth. I'm sorry. I really am. You were and are a much better person, then I'll ever be and I ruined it. I'm so sorry. I ruined--"

She stopped speaking when someone's arms wrapped around her tightly. It was Miley. Hugging her. Mikayla smiled to herself and threw her arms around Miley.

"It's okay, Mikayla", Miley said quietly, "I forgive you".

Even as she was smiling, she felt something wet on her cheeks. "Damnit, I'm crying" Mikayla laughed weakly. Miley smiled to. She felt a little stronger. Like someone had just given her back a little piece of her heart. It wasn't so heavy anymore.

"Friends?" Mikayla said sticking out her hand.

Miley glanced at her hand, and nodded. "Friends", she grinned and shook Mikayla's hand.

"Grey?"

Miley and Mikayla looked at each other. "You go", Mikayla whispered, "You deserve it".

"Thanks", Miley smiled softly and then stood up. "Um yes doctor?"

"Hello, you must be Nicholas's sister, correct?"

"Uh, right"

The doctor eyed her suspiciously and then looked at his clipboard. "Nicholas has woken up, so you can go in and see him now…Miss Jonas".

"Um yeah". Miley quickly rushed by him and into the room.

"Nick?" she said quietly. When her eyes found him, the sobs swelled up in her throat again.

She ran over to him and threw her arms around him. "Nicky, I'm sorry".

She didn't expect him to move, so the touch of his soft hand on her arm, scared her, and she jumped away.

"Hi", he croaked softly, and smiled.

"Nick", she started, "I—"

"Shh" he breathed, "Come here".

She came over and sat on the edge of his bed. He took her hands in his and looked at her.

"I love you, Miley Ray Stewart. I have loved you since I've met you. I loved you when you ruined my shirt, I loved you when you found me at that party back in high school, and I loved you, even after I moved away from that town. I thought I could escape the memories, but it just hurt more. I love you now, and I swear to you, I will never stop loving you. This is probably the cheesiest thing I've ever said, but it's the most honest I've ever been with anyone. Miley, I just…no matter where I go, I can't seem to forget you. I'm sorry for what I did. I was wrong. But I'm…", he stopped and inhaled, "I'm in love with you".

She knew she should turn him away. She knew he deserved to be hurt and told that he was wrong. She also knew that he deserved to be loved. In the short time, he'd been with her, he'd made up for his faults. He'd come from way up in the mountains to save her. Without him, she wasn't sure she'd be living right then.

"Nick…" she leaned down and pressed her lips against his. She fell into the kiss making it deeper. As each moment passed, the holes in her heart slowly filled. She hadn't felt so at home in a long, long time. And she savored every second of it.

The door opened. Miley quickly jumped away, her cheeks turned bright red. There stood the doctor. "Uh…sorry". He shut the door behind him and Miley burst out laughing.

"What is it?" Nick asked shaking her arm.

She caught her breath finally and smiled, "It's just…I told him I was your sister".

Understanding, Nick's eyes lit up and the he joined in with her laughing.

Somewhere in the giggles, there lips met again. Miley's happiness had fiilled to the brim and had spilled right over. It was the best feeling in the word. And she wouldn't give it up for anything.

One more chapter after this! It's going to be an epilogue. As I was writing this I got a new idea for a fanfic and I'm really excited to write it…so thanks for reading guys! I love you!