Authors Note : Yay for 2 chapters in one day! This one has alot of drama in it. Well for me it does.

Micadee123 : Thanks SO much! I lost alot of confidence in my writing last year. (My english teacher's a b*tch!").

Disclaimer : Why? Why don't I own Harvest Moon?

Chapter 10

Lanna's P.O.V.

After Vaughnie went into Chelsea's house, I sprung into action.

"Natalie! Go tell everyone to get their sorry asses down here now! I'll call a doctor!"

Natalie ran off and I pulled out my iphone.

"Hello? Yes, can I get a doctor here immediately!"

Natalie's P.O.V.

I ran into town. I saw my wuss of a brother fiddling near the shipping bin. Probably talking to himself about waiting for me or doing it himself. Yes, I should be doing it but Chels was in trouble!

"Elliot! Get your lazy arse up to the ranch now before I catch you by the ear and drag you up there!" Elliot nodded his head and ran.

I burst into my house. "Mam! Gramps! We need you up at the ranch now!" I ran back outside.

After all the villagers were rounded up, even Sabrina (though I'm pretty sure it was because I metioned Vaughn's name) and then I ran back up to the ranch.

Denny and Elliot were comforting Lanna and Julia, even though Elliot went unbelievable red when Julia flung herself at him. I walked up to Mark, shyly. Yeah shoot me, I like the guy!

"Hey Mark..."

"Hi Natalie!" I was a little taken back by his enthusiasm. We didn't know what was up with Chelsea and he could answer like that?

He must have seen the look on my face. "Oh, sorry. I just wanted to cheer you up... Guess I shouldn't have said it like that..." I was taken aback by his sweetness.

"No need to apoligize. I'm just worried about Chels..."

"So am I. What happened anyway?"

I couldn't tell him everything cause I didn't know everything. I just told him what had happened when we ran into the ranch after hearing Chelsea scream. When I finished I was crying.

"What if she dies? What if her lungs stop working again? W-what if-" Mark cut me off and pulled me into a hug. I sobbed on his shouder. I saw Julia looking at me. She winked. I gave her the finger. Mark let go and took my shoulders and looked at me in the eyes with his emerald ones.

"Natalie, nothing is going to happen to Chelsea. She is too strong to go now. She wouldn't leave you, Julia, Lanna or anyone. She especially is not going to leave Vaughn without actually hearing his confession." I snickered remembering the look of shock on Julia's face when he whispered to Chelsea.

I wiped a few stray tears. "Yeah. Your right Mark."

He smiled. "Course I am!" I laughed as he tried to look as impressive as he could.

"Hey, Natalie?" Mark suddenly asked.

"Hm? What?"

Mark leaned in and kissed me. I widened my eyes in shock and then closed them and kissed him back.

Lanna's P.O.V.

I saw Mark and Natalie kissing. I smiled. Almost everyone had paired up. Mark and Natalie, Julia and Elliot and me and Denny. Only Pierre, Sabrina, Chels and Vaughnie. But Vaughnie and Chelsea were made for each. I mean, she was bubbly and he was quiet. He was anti-social and she had befriended everyone on the island. Opposites attract. And she had befriended him. And no one befriends Vaughnie. He always seems happy when Chelsea was around. I didn't need to do much more convincing anyways. He had confessed his feelings for her. True she was out cold but we heard 'em and if doesn't say them to her when she's conscious Julia won't let him live.

I saw a man come into the ranch. He was wearing a white coat and a circular thingy around his head. He was holding a suitcase. He looked slightly shocked by the amount of people outside Chelsea's house. I'm not even sure why I told Nat to bring them down here. Well, whatever. I ran up to the man who was, without a doubt, the doctor.

"Doc! She's in the house!" He saw me and nodded before walking into her house. I went back to Denny who was sitting on a stump in Chelsea's field. I sat on his lap and cuddled into him.

Vaughn's P.O.V.

I had layed Chelsea on her bed and wrapped a dozen blankets around her. She hadn't moved a muscle other than breathing. I stroked her hair. I wonder what happened before she passed out. Also, how did she stop breathing for so long. She... died and then came back... I don't know. She screamed something about someone going to kill her... I sighed. There was no point in trying to figure it out.

The door opened and a man came in. "I'm the doctor. Doctor Trent. Where's the patient?" I gestured at Chelsea. She looked so helpless. Doctor Trent went and took her temperature. He did his doctor thing and examined her. I stood and leaned against the wall.

"Hmm...Hhhhhhmmmmm..." I was beginning to get a bit annoyed. He kept hmm-ing to himself and it was beginning to piss me off.

"Very interesting." He turned to face me. "Has she got any family?" I shook my head. "What about you? Are you her boyfriend?" I felt my face grow red. "N-no..." How I wished I was though... Huh? !

"How about close friends?" He asked. I nodded. "Will you fetch them for me?" I went outside and called in Mirabelle, Julia, Natalie and Lanna. I followed too. I wanted to know what was wrong with Chelsea.

Doctor Trent looked at us when we came in.

"How is she doctor? Is she ok?" Mirabelle asked. She looked quite stressed about everything.

The doctor's face went into deep thought. "She will live. But..." I looked at him, questionaly. "But?" He looked at me and told me something very odd.

"Well, it's almost like... She has a temperature and will suffer a bit of a headache but other then that everything is fine." I was about to say something but Julia bet me to it.

"That can't be right! She practically died! Vaughn was even there! Her breathing stopped and there was no pulse!" I nodded, remembering the shock I felt when she collapsed. The doctor just shrugged. "I don't know. Nothing in her system gives her any right to even collapse."

Mirabelle thanked the doctor and payed him and then he left. We all ran to her bedside.

"Chels! Chelsea! You're gonna be ok! Thank the goddess!" Julia kept on talking to Chelsea even though Chelsea was unconscious. Everyone took turns talking to her 'cept me. I wanted to wait till everyone was gone.

When they did leave, I pulled up a chair and sat beside Chelsea.

"Hey, Chelsea, I want answers when you wake up. If Julia made you do that just to get me to say something to you, she's dead. You scared the shit outta me!" I chuckled to myself.

I stared at Chelsea. She was so pretty even though she was a sickly pale colour. I smiled thinking about what I'd have to do when she wakes up. I could get some strawberries for her, her favourite. She'd probably stutter, accept them and then show up the next day at the shop with some porridge. She always did. I thought about what I was feeling when she passed out. Stuff like I'd never hear her laugh again, I'd probably never smile, laugh or chuckle ever again, I'd become even more anti-social than I already was. As I was thinking this, the door opened behind me. I turned to see who it was.

It was that weird rich kid... Sabrina or something like that. She looked like she was going to collapse when she saw Chelsea. Then she broke into a big smile.

"H-hey Vaughn. I just wanted to see if you'd like to join me for lunch in the diner." I looked at her with no expression on my face.

"No."

"H-huh?"

"No. Leave me alone."

"Oh, come on! There's no point hanging around here anyway. She's not waking up anytime soon."

I glared at her. What the fuck? The doc said she was going to wake up. What the fuck did she know.

"From what I gathered outside, she's probably dead. So come on!"

"You obviously didn't hear everything then. Just go."

"Ok! I didn't want to say this but I'm so much better then that bitch that's lying in that bed! Just forget about that cow and go out with me!"

I glared daggers at her. How dare she call Chelsea a bitch! She's the fucking bitch!

"Sabrina, get the fuck out of this room before I fucking attack you."

She looked shocked.

"I said, get the fuck out of this fucking room!" I was yelling now.

"Fine! But mark my words, one day you'll realise your mistake and come running for me!" With that she left. Thank the fucking goddess.

I looked back at Chelsea. I sat back down on the chair and stroked her hair. She twitched. I looked at her in shock. She slowly opened her eyes. "V-vaughn?" "Chelsea!"

She rubbed her eyes and sat up. "W-where am I?" She looked around.

"Your in your house. You..um..passed out outside."

She opened her eyes in terror. "I-I remember! Where's Dereck?"

I looked at her. "Dereck?"

"Yeah, Dereck. He was outside and then I had a flashback and I saw me when I was 15 and I screamed and he shot the me now and then... I think I mentally died..."

She wasn't making any sense. "Mentally died?"

She nodded. "It's when you die mentally and your body stops working but your still alive. It's like... Like if you see something in your head and you get so scared you change the events and then you die but not physically. You believe so hard that what ever scared you is real you might delude yourself into actually feeling the pain and because of that your body stops. Usually to bring you back, someone has to contradict what ever the person who killed you said that really upset you. For example, Dereck told me no one cared, no one ever would. I believed him. So I needed someone to replace everyone that was ever in my life except they had to care." She paused to make sure I understood. I kinda did. I nodded for her to continue. She took a breath.

"Well, I didn't know many people. But I need someone to replace my parents, my sister and my boyfriend. When I was in my...situation Mirabelle said she loved me like a daughter. That replaces Mam and Dad. She actually cared. Natalie, Lanna and Julia said I was their sister. That replaces Sadie... She never really liked me either... But they do care. And Dereck was replaced with...you... You said you loved me. And I know you did... You cared. I know you would never come home drunk. You would never hit me. If someone harmed me you would protect me. You...you loved me so you cared..."

I looked at her as she looked back at me. I leant forward and kissed her. She kissed me back. I felt like I was in heaven. Her lips tasted of strawberries. I had never kissed anyone before. I'm happy my first kiss was with Chelsea.

I couldn't write a story without some sci-fi stuff in there(I love si-fi!). Tell me if I should change the genre of the story to Romance/Sci-Fiction or keep it Romace/Hurt/Comfort by reviewing! So long! :)