Author's Note: Hey Happy Thursday! It's almost Friday yay! I love weekends! Anyways, here's chapter 12, enjoy, and to let anyone who cares know, this story is almost over, I will most likely do one or two more chapters after this one, but I already have another Kickin' It story in mind!

Skylar's POV

It had already been two hours since we arrived at Seaford Hospital, and we had been waiting with no news ever since. I knew Jack would be fine; I could tell he was a fighter. The blonde girl, on the other hand, whose name I think is Kim, seems like she's kind of stresses out. I get up from my seat next to my dad (who had hugged me about a thousand times already) and go take the empty seat next to her on her left. "Hey," I say to her, smiling a little.

This felt a little awkward, since I don't really know any of Jack's friends really well, but I ignore it. Her head snaps up like I've startled her, which I probably have. "Oh, um, hey Skylar," she says, obviously feeling awkward as well.

"I'm sure Jack will be fine. From what I've learned about him from the few days we've known each other, he's a fighter. He's also really sweet and kind with a sensitive side, so I can see why you like him," I tell her. Her face blushes a deep red and she doesn't say anything for a minute. Then she responds with, "What makes you think I like him?" I smile. These obviously had a hard time admitting their feelings.

"I can see it in the way you act towards each other. It's cute, and maybe someday you two will give it a go." Hoping I've succeeded in comforting the slightly younger girl, I give her a quick squeeze on the shoulder and go sit back down with my dad.

Kim's POV

Well, I've decided I really like Skylar. She seems to know what to say to take my mind off of things. She talked to me a little about Jack, and I guess she knows about my little crush on Jack, but she wasn't pushy about it, which was nice. We wait for about five more minutes before a nurse finally comes over to us and says, "You bunch are here for Jackson Brewer?" (A/N yes that's his actual last name on the show!) We all respond with a collective "yes." She smiles at us, apparently thinking it funny, which I guess it kind of was. "Is he okay?" I ask worriedly

"Oh, he's fine hun! We cleaned up is injury, gave him some antibiotics, and some painkiller. He was sleeping for a while, which is why the wait was so long, sweetie. He's awake now though, so you guys can all go in and see him." It ticks me off a little that I waited so long not knowing what the heck was happening just because he was sleeping, but I was in a hospital; I wasn't going to cause a scene. The nurse leads us to a big room with several beds in it divided by curtains so the patients would have their privacy. In the last one on the right, Jack was sitting up, leaning up against some pillows, and playing a game on his phone. I sneak up to him and flick his head.

"Ouch, what the heck . . .Oh, should've known it was you, Kim," he says, giving me one of his amazing smiles that I haven't seen in days. I was happy that I had the chance to see it again, after so many times of not knowing if we would make it out of all of that chaos alive. I lean down and give him a big hug. After we release each other, the guys, Skylar, and David (he insisted we didn't have to use formality with him after all of this) all had their chance to talk to him. We asked him how he was, and he told us he wasn't hurting anymore, and that his injury was all bandage up and that he could go leave the hospital as soon as an adult signed the release paper. David went to do that while we all stayed and chatted with Jack. He appeared chipper and happy on the outside, and I knew that he really was, but I also could see that inside he was still trying to cope a little with everything that had happened to him, and no matter what the memories would always be there to haunt him. I would talk with him later when I could snag him away from the others.

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Kim POV Still

I never got the chance to talk to Jack in private. After he got back into his normal clothes, we left the hospital, it was dark, and Rudy though we should all go home. I was about to ask Jack if he wanted to stay over at my house, since I was sure he didn't want to go sleep in his house alone, but Jerry beat me to it, and Jack accepted. I sent a glare Jerry's way, but he just mouthed "What?" Was he that ignorant? So, I went home and eventually fell asleep, after my mom was done between yelling at me for going on some dangerous mission we should have let the police handle, crying, and hugging me. First thing the next morning, I head over to Jerry's house and ring their doorbell. Jerry's mom answers the door. "Hi, Kim! Come in! I think the boys are upstairs," she says cheerily in her Spanish accent. I head upstairs and knock on Jerry's bedroom door. Jerry opens it, and when I look in, I don't see Jack. "Where is he?" I demand impatiently. "Who?" he asks, rubbing sleep from his eyes. "Jack, stupid!" I say. "I don't know, he woke me up earlier and said he was going somewhere." I am angry now.

"YOU LET HIM GO ALONE?!" I yell at him.

He flinches back a little. "Kim, he said he'd be fine. Did you really want me to stop him? It's his right, Kim. If you really want to know where he is, I think he said something about the forest or the beach or something," he says, sounding scared. I am about to ask if he could actually remember which one it was when I realize where he went. There's this spot in the woods where you can see the ocean pretty clearly, and Jack always liked to go there to relax or think. I thank Jerry and run downstairs, out the door, and rush off to go find and talk to Jack.

Author's Note: As always, please review! Thank you :)