A/N I'm sorry for such depressing chapters! It gets better, it has a lot to do with the plot. Hope you all don't think I'm a cruel person :P I'm not, just trying to add some drama. Hope you like these next few chapters!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Austin&Ally nor am I associated with it in any way. All characters belong to Disney, however, I created Ian. All I did was twist the story line. I also don't own the song "Never Say Never" by The Fray, nor am I associated with The Fray.

"What...?" I whispered, my breaths coming in rasps. Oh, no no no. This couldn't happen. Ian could be arrested for third degree murder. Austin's parents would be forever ashamed. What would this do to them?

The honesty in Ian's eyes was all too clear. Austin stood there with his hands in his pockets, looking at the ground. "Ally's right, Ian. We have to call the ambulance."

The tears started spilling out of Ian's eyes. I'd never imagine seeing him cry like this. "I'm so stupid, Austin. How could I...?" He begins shaking his head, then puts his forehead to Stacy's.

I call the ambulance because I'm the one with the steadiest voice at the moment. They arrive, soon after. They take Ian to the back of the ambulance, and I'm glad he doesn't have to see Stacy being wheeled away, covered up. There was obviously no saving her.

An officer approaches Austin and I. "Can you tell us what happened here?" He asks Austin. Austin shakes his head slightly. "I just know they went over the bank. I wasn't here. We arrived just a few minutes before you did."

Austin's voice was still shaky. I'd never seen him like this. I don't have any siblings, but the love he has for Ian must be pretty intense. It was as if he was feeling Ian's pain. Or maybe he was terrified of what would happen to him?

"Your brother's alcohol intake was above the legal limit, so he was driving under the infuence." Austin's grip on my hand tensed as the officer said this. "He could very easily be trialed for murder."

Austin hangs his head. "Ian is not a murderer, I'll tell you that he had no intent of hurting Stacy. None at all. He's one of the nicest, most genuinely caring guys you will ever meet. And this is killing him."

The officer nods, sympathy in his eyes. "All that may be true... But it can be counted in the third degree, where no intent to kill or even harm was induced.

Austin bites his lip. "I know." He murmurs, and the officer walks away.

I see more cars pulling up above the bank. He sighs and puts a hand behind his head as he announces, "Parents are here."

I've never seen Austin's mom run as fast as she did down that bank. She headed straight for Ian and wrapped her arms around him. I could see Austin's dad, still beside the busted guard rail, looking down at the wreckage and shaking his head.

"Dad will be so dissapointed," Austin murmurs, "he always thought Ian was a perfect kid, besides not wanting to go to college."

It was obvious at this point that his parents did not know that Ian was intoxicated in the wreck. And as soon as Ian begins crying again, I can see that Austin's mom knows that something is up. An officer pulls her aside, out of our view. I suspect he's about to tell her everything we just learned.

Austin and I make our way to Ian, who now has a bandage over his head where a thick slice once was. That appeared to be his only injury, ironically.

"I'm gonna be in jail, Austin." Ian sighs, fiddling with his fingers. "I've killed the girl I cared about most, and now I'm going to jail. This is the worst day of my life." He put his face in his hands.

Ausin comfortingly patted his shoulder. The corruption of the night was beginning to get to me. "If the jury likes you, you won't go to jail. Although I'm sure Stacy's family will put up a fight..." I point out. Ian just nods. "I know all that. I feel terrible for what I've done. I have no idea how I'll live through this. If I get out... I'm moving, Austin. I'm moving to somewhere where no one will know me and no one can judge me for my actions. Somewhere far away, maybe even out of country."

Austin sighs. "Whatever you need to do, brother. I'm here for you. You know I am."

Ian just nods, his tears finally beginning to slow down as they fall down his face. Austin and Ian's mom is approaching us now. She's crying. She looks mad.

She tells Ian how disappointed she is. Then she turns to Austin and tells him that she can't believe he wouldn't stop Ian, because there's no way that he wouldn't have known his own brother was under the influence. Then she cries harder, and hugs me for some reason. I just pat her back. She pulls away and shakes her head, wiping her face, and says she'll fight to keep Ian out of court, but it was time for him to move out. He needed to leave. Then she walked away, I guess to go find Ian's father.

Austin puts his arm around me as Ian takes it all in. I think Austin's feeling guilty now too. "I need to take you home," He sighs, "let's go."

We ride the thirty minutes back to my house, and we sit in the car for a moment. My hands are still shaking from the events of the night. "Tell me this is all a dream," I whisper, "I just want to wake up and it all be over."

He gives a small, agonized laugh, and leans over and kisses my forehead. "I wish it was too."

I sigh. "I guess songwriting tomorrow is canceled, huh?" Almost feeling guilty that I'm disappointed. He nods. "I think our career will be put on hold for a little while." I nod too, knowing he's right. It wasn't fair of me to ask that question. This was going to be a long process. I would be beside Austin and Ian every step of the way. Ian had done wrong, but he didn't need to be locked up for his mistakes... Or, that's how I felt, anyway. I'm sure others would disagree with me, but Ian was like my brother now, and there were a ton of other kids who drove away tonight drunk. It was complete bad luck. He meant no harm, at all.

Austin kisses me for real before I get out of the car, knowing the next few months would be life changing.

A/N I'm pretty excited. The story is just getting started, y'all. I'm going to be thinking hard about how I should start these next few chapters. It's not easy for me to write about these types of things! Tell me if you think I should skip to whole court ordeal and get to the big parts, or if you think I should have one or two court related chapters when you review, favorite, and follow!