"Open the fucking door!" Some one yelled.

"What the fuck?" Kayla muttered into her pillow breathing in the familiar scent.

She lifted her head and saw sun shining through the open window along with a gentle breeze.

"OH SHIT!" Her mind screamed,

"I slept with Paul!" She looked under the covers and found herself naked then saw one of Paul's t-shirts on the floor along with her bra.

She groaned into her pillow then looked under the covers again and saw Paul in just boxers. She tried to get up but he tightened his grip and mumbled something into his pillow. She heard the voice from earlier realizing it was her father's joined by her Uncle Marc's and Her Uncle Steve's. Before she could react they were in the room and their voice's stopped. She was pretending she was still sleeping.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?" Mark boomed causing Paul to jump up, get tangled in the blankets and then falling off the bed leaving Kayla, who was still naked, fully exposed.

"Get dressed Bash" Steve said gently still glaring at Paul as were Shawn and Mark.

She pulled on the t-shirt then grabbed her other clothes and ran into the bathroom to finish getting dressed.

She came out a few minutes later and gasped when she saw Paul lying on the floor with a black eye, bloody nose and lip and he also was holding his ribs. He was still only in his boxers. Steve and Mark were holding back Shawn.

"What did you do to him?" Kayla asked running to Paul.

He was beginning to get up and was spiting blood up. Kayla ran to the bathroom and returned with a towel, which Paul took gratefully.

"Thanks." he mumbled as Kayla gave the other men an icy glare.

"Let's go." Shawn said turning and leaving followed by Steve and Mark.

They waited expectantly by the door for Kayla.

"C'mon." Mark said warily.

"Leave me alone." Kayla said.

"Bash," Steve said with a voice full of plea.

"Go just leave me alone...please!" She whispered. Steve sighed but walked away followed by Mark.

"Are you ok?" She asked Paul.

"Yeah," he mumbled.

She helped him stand and heard his sharp intake of breath and saw him wince and gingerly hold his ribs.

"Go lie on the bed." Kayla ordered giving him a small push. But he only sat on the edge.

"I'm fine..." He started but was cut off by a sharp look so he lay back.

She started checking his ribs and abdomen.

"Nothings broken and there's some minor bruising in your lower abdomen and major on your ribs, I should wrap them for you," Kayla said after a moment.

"There are some bandages in my bag left pocket," He said.

So Kayla went to find them then helped him so she could efficiently wrap his ribs.

"Where'd you learn to do that?" He asked in amazement.

"It's common sense," she said.

"No, how were you able to tell what my injuries were?" He responded.

"I've been spending half my summers here for about ten years now you pick these things up especially when you had a crush on the medic Nick who pretends not to notice," she replied slightly embarrassed.

"Oh" was all he could think of.

"Paul did we... Umm ya know?" She asked shyly He grinned.

"Huh? Did we do what?" Paul teased..

"Paul!" She whined,

"I wish no we didn't you passed out at the airport and I just brought you here because I was about ready to pass out myself," He finally explained.

"Oh but why was I naked?" Kalya asked in confusion causing Paul to smile sheeplishly,

"I couldn't tell you although I wish I wasn't still half asleep when your dad came in," Paul finally said laughing

"Arrogant jerk." she said.

"Brat!" he replied then she hugged him.

"I better go I have to explain some stuff to my dad," Kayla said standing up to leave.

"Ok kiddo… But why were you at the airport?" Paul suddenly asked.

"I didn't think my dad really wanted to hear what I had to say to him and I didn't want to disappoint him." She replied smiling and then left.