Chapter 9

Kat wasn't sure how the hell it all happened. Her life was an emotional roller coaster and she was beginning to hate every second of it. Last night was a good example Around 9 she was happy and exited, around 10 she was planning on how to murder Patrick Verona, by 12 she was freaking out at the thought of Patrick being dead, and now by 2 o'clock she was so tired and so scared she wasn't sure how she was going to make it. But she had to.

Patrick was asleep in the hospital, tubes and machines soured him. He had fallen from the stairs. At least that was what he told to the paramedics. Now he was out of surgery. He did well, or at least as it was hopped. Nevertheless, the doctors couldn't tell if he had brain damage, not until he woke up, Kat was miserable. Even if she was being selfish, she couldn't stop herself for wanting her nerd bad boy safe and sound.

Her father tried to convince her to leave, however she didn't want to hear about it. The mix of guilt and love was too much.

There was also something that worried Kat. Patrick's mother wasn't there. The hospital called Walter, because Patrick had asked for Kat Stratford, the daughter of Doctor Walter. Was Patrick that alone? If she had been that injured and Walter leaving her on her own. It just wouldn't happen. Apparently, Patrick's mother didn't have that problem.

She knew Patrick had two godfathers they were friends with his father. One of them was a teacher at Cambridge; the other lived in Chile. Patrick had told her that they always kept an eye on him. However they were too far away from him. She wondered if there was a way to reach them. As far as she knew the only way Patrick kept in touch with them was through Skype and email. Kat wished they would appear somehow. She didn't like to be the only one worried about Patrick. She wanted her stress to be shared.

Kat took Patrick's hand between hers. It wasn't clear who needed the touch, Kat or Patrick.

Meanwhile at the Stratford house...

Bianca was at home, trying hard to sleep. She wanted to go to the hospital with her family, but Walter didn't want to hear about it. Bianca had found with not little surprise that she actually wanted to be there for her sister. She knew she would be able to help Kat.

It was weird how things were turning. For years, Kat and Bianca were too busy fighting against each other now they were wise enough to know they were better off helping each other instead and if she was honest, none of her friends had helped her during the Joey drama Only Kat was there for her. Even when Kat had much more to worry about than Bianca.

Then she started thinking about Cameron. Her former best friend. She had seen him with Dawn; nevertheless Bianca realised she didn't care not anymore for awhile, she thought she liked Cameron. She even thought she might have felt the love he once proclaim to feel for her. But if there was something in their relationship, Bianca knew it was lost. Now all they could do is been friends. She liked that. She had always like Cameron as a friend. He was loyal, discreet, and funny in a geeky way.

Cameron was better than Michelle, anyway. Bianca had seen her in the club when she was happily dancing with Blank. Michelle treated her as if they were best friends, Bianca hated every single second she spend with that bitch. Bianca couldn't quite forgive her. First, Michelle decided Bianca and Dawn weren't enough for the cheerleader squad. Then when they became the best friend and girl friend with the boy of the year, Cameron she had changed her mind. Michelle became a very forgiving person Chastity did the same, but the Bianca from those times, was lost. Bianca wanted to be her former self; however it was turning to be rather difficult.

With thoughts of Michelle in the club, it was hard not to think about Blank. She liked him. She stopped her train of thought right away. She knew that if she kept going she was going to turn into Kat. And from experience she could tell the world didn't need another Kat Stratford, it wouldn't know what to do with her.

Early morning...

The Next morning, Patrick was still sleeping. Walter convinced Kat to leave and Kat agreed as long as The Doctor in charge of his case promised to call Walter the second Patrick was awake.

When they arrived home, they found Bianca in the kitchen making breakfast and If that wasn't weird enough, it was the fact it smelled good.

"Who are you and what having you done to my sister?" Kat asked with her eyes wide with surprise.

"It smells good, right?" she said in her happy and girly tone.

"Too good" Walter answered as he went to the kitchen and smell directly from the plate, that there were pancakes on.

"I think I'm a natural in the kitchen." Bianca was so proud of herself, she couldn't stop grinning.

"Really? Who helped you?" Kat asked, as she seated in her usual spot and served herself, she was beyond hungry.

"Joan" she said with such a natural tone, that Walter and Kat had to blink to make sure they have understood correctly.

"James Cameron's mother?" Kat asked just to make sure.

"Yea, she called to check on dad. So I told her about Patrick and you two being in the hospital, and how you left me all by myself. So she offered to help. She just left ten minutes ago. She had some errands to do; she told me she would call later. Just to make sure I was ok."

Kat and Walter had stopped eating. They were deciding which of all those things was more astonishing. Bianca trusting Joan, Joan calling and helping, or the delicious breakfast they had in their plates. Bianca nevertheless was enjoying the latest, without even realising her father and sister were sending her surprised looks.

Truth be told, Walter was more curious than his daughters. Joan worried? because of him? That was new.

Much later that morning

Kat was running to the hospital to Patrick's room. He was awake! According to the doctor, he seemed fine. There wasn't brain damage after all. Kat was so happy; she would be able to keep the sexy image of Patrick doing math homework. What else she could ask for? Finally the roller coaster drive was over.

Karen arrived to Patrick's room. As the girl she was, she smoothed her hair. She wanted to give a good impression. Because she knew the instant she laid eyes on him, she was going to kiss him until he passed out.

Kat opened the door and saw the last thing she wanted to see. Patrick was laughing with a beautiful girl who was sitting in his bed. Kat's heart broke.

N/A: Thanks to Kate. And to everyone reviewing. Please comment. And I hope you like it.