Hey my beautiful people! I hope you didn't forget about me! Because I surely haven't forgotten about you! Ugh, I tell ya, computer troubles and preparing for college in less than a couple weeks is stressful! And my computer is still not fixed, but I was going crazy not being able to update this so I thought I would type this out on my dad's computer. That is how much I love you!

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Okay, done for now. Sorry, about the shortness, but I felt it was getting rather long, and decided to divide it up.

"Good morning, sunshine," Mike whispered weakly.

Jenny heard a sob choke her throat as she found that she was throwing herself on him, smiling brightly. Mike groaned in pain, reminding her of his injuries. "Sorry," She muttered, as she settled back in her chair, not letting go of his hand. "I can't tell you how happy I am that you're awake."

He grinned at her, before rubbing his eyes with his other hand. "How long have I been out?" He asked. His voice made her want to sob, for it was too soft to be his real voice.

"About five hours, twenty minutes, and thirty-two seconds." She answered nonchalantly.

Mike locked his eyes on hers. "You've been counting." He sounded almost touched.

Jenny nodded with a sad smile. "It's been a long five hours." She bowed her head, so he wouldn't see the tears stream down her cheeks. "I'm so sorry, Mike." Jenny whispered.

"For what?" His voice slowly growing in strength and concern.

"For putting you in this situation." Jenny refused to make eye contact with him. Instead, she kept a firm stare down at their entwined hands. "If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be here right now. And I truly am sorry. Just please don't hate me." Suddenly, her own voice failed her, and was soon drowned in sobs. Jenny squeezed her eyes shut and felt the tears start to make their way down her cheeks. In a way, she felt embarrassed for crying in front of him like this. She had hardly ever cried in front of anyone before. And to tell the truth, she wasn't quite sure she was crying. Why did it matter if Mike hated her or not?

Suddenly, she was aware of Mike's hand wrenching itself from her grasp, and tilting her chin so that she would look at him. Her wet eyes connected with his grey blue ones, that were filled with concern and sympathy. "I could never hate you, Jenny." He said sincerely, looking her deep in the eye. "What happened was my fault, and mine alone."

"But if I hadn't…" She protested weakly.

"Stop it." He insisted with a soft, yet commanding voice. "I don't want to hear that anymore. Stop blaming yourself for my mistake. You couldn't have prevented it, so stop telling yourself that you could have."

She flashed him a wet smile, and shook her head. "You're wonderful, Mikey." She told him, taking his hand again, and giving it a friendly squeeze. "How did I get so lucky to have a friend like you?"

He smiled back at her, but didn't say anything. They stared into each other's eyes for what seemed like forever, both feeling something stir inside them, but neither person could say what it was. It was as though they were studying each other, imprinting the other person in their memory, so that they would never forget them.

Just then, the doctor came back in, breaking their concentration on each other. "I'm sorry, I forgot my clipboard." He said as he entered the room, before seeing that Mike was conscious. "Well, you're awake." He smiled.

Jenny stood up, releasing her grip on Mike's hand. "Yeah, I was actually just going to come and get you."

The doctor made his way over to the other side of Mike's bed. "Well, this is good news. How are you feeling, Mike?"

"Like I just got shot in the stomach." He said with a smile. Jenny was glad to see that his sense of humor was still intact.

"I suppose so." The doctor nodded. "Well, now that you're up, I can start checking over some things and ask you a few questions if that's alright."

Mike nodded and Jenny stepped towards the door. "I'll just go fix myself a cup of coffee." She announced before glancing at Mike again. "I'll be right back." Then, she turned on her heels and walked out, feeling like things were finally starting to look up a bit.

Happy times! Mike's okay, we're okay. yay.

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