Author's note: Ok, a few people asked me to continue, so I'm going to try. And Neo Lady Bianca messaged me a wonderful idea, and I'm going to see if I can use it.

Bay woke with someone nudging her arm. Stop. I'm sleeping. She signed without even opening her eyes. If they stayed closed she could pretend it was still the middle of the night, and she could keep sleeping.

Her intruder had a different idea and took a new tactic. Grabbing Bay's hand, they started to slowly, and gently, sign words into her hand, like she was Helen Keller. It Bay a minute to figure out what they were saying, but then she understood.

When she opened her eyes, she realized it wasn't even that light yet. It was still early morning, and the sky was grey with pink starting to rise. Emmett sat in front of her. They were in her art studio. They'd spent a lot of time, just them, there, the last few days. Bay still felt terrible about the things she'd signed to him.

What do you want Emmett? It wasn't signed with exasperation. The tone was more curious, happy, she'd gotten over him waking her up already. Though, she hadn't been that mad to begin with. Only the usually morning grumpiness.

Can I ask you something?

I'm assuming that wasn't your real question.

Emmett could help smiling, it was true. And it was annoying when people did that. You are right. That wasn't the question I wanted to ask you… Taking a deep breath, Emmett continued slowly, Why have you been sleeping out here?

Bay just looked at him for a minute, thinking about how she could answer the question. It just seems more… Bay wasn't sure of the right now. It was more comfortable. But she had a big room, with a big expensive mattress and a ton of blankets. The best word she could come up with was home. It feels more like home than being in the house.

The house didn't feel the same. Bay could sense it. They were treating her differently, even if they didn't really realize it. Sometimes she just wanted to, for lack of a better word, yell that him, like she had at Emmett.

Flash back:

Emmett had asked Bay numerous times if she was Ok, but every time her response was the same. "I'm fine" He knew it was a lie, but he couldn't get her to say more and he definitely didn't want to push her.

After her big blow up on him, Emmett was more sure than ever that something was wrong.

Mom. I wanted to talk to you…about Bay. Emmett signed to his mom the day after the big fight. He knew that she didn't approve of Bay. Or at least she didn't before. They hadn't talked that much about it after Bay lost her hearing.

What about Bay?

I think she's having some problems, but she won't talk about them.

Maybe she just needs some more time to adjust.

Yeah, but I think there's more to it…What would you say if I invited her to stay with us for awhile? Emmett asked, hesitantly.

End flashback

Bay moved closer to Emmett. She just wanted to hug him and be as close to him as possible. Resting her head on his chest, Bay tried to remember when she used to do this and was able to hear his heartbeat. Now, she could feel like, and with the memories, it was almost like she could hear. It definitely had a calming effect on her. Pulling away, only long enough to guide then to the couch. Emmett was fine with this. Right now, this was what Bay needed, but it couldn't continue like this. As Bay fell asleep, Emmett was thinking of the best way to propose his plan to Bay. It had to be done just right, otherwise she'd never go for it.

Author's note: what do you think? Was it better off a one-shot, or are you glad I continued?