Farkle woke up to a nudge in his side, he mumbled a bit as he pushed himself up from the position he was in. Opening his eyes, he looked around to see who it was and a blurry set of blonde hair was standing beside him. He rubbed his eyes a little, trying to fix his vision but it didn't work. Great, he let out a small huff before he felt the woman place something onto his face and she became clear. It was Maya.

"I have just been talking to your father, and he seems very angry. I think he wants to sue whoever hit you guys when they find the person. The cops said he flew the scene on foot." Maya said as she took a seat on the end of the bed. There was a little frown upon her lips as she did.

"Maya, what are you doing here?" Farkle questioned as he adjusted his glasses so that they felt right on his face. It's not like he didn't like her company, he just thought that she had work and school work to do.

She gave a light shrug. "I don't want to go home, you guys aren't there. It's lonely there without my boys." She spoke with a light laugh.

Farkle gave a light nod of his head. He and Maya had a little conversation before Maya went to go get them something to eat. She was gone for a few seconds when Farkle noticed someone familiar walk past, and being curious he got out of his chair and went to the door and called them over. His head tilting to the side as they both had a confused expression upon their faces.

"What happened to you?" The older male asked as he looked over the twenty one year old before his eyes noticed the other in the bed. "What happened?"

"A car decided to run a red light. Lucas got most of the hit, but he'll survive." Farkle replied with a tiny shrug before taking a step back and allowing the other to walk in. Then he wondered why he was here so he asked as he made his way back to his seat. "What are you doing here?"

"I got a call from someone from my past, telling me they wanted me to come here. I do not know why they wanted me to come to the hospital though." The male said as he looked down at his phone, waiting for something on it to pop up. Sighing as a few seconds went by and nothing. "She said there was something I needed to see in room 213."

"213?" The brunette questioned blue eyes a little wide. "This." He said pointing downwards before gesturing to the room around them. "This is room 213."

"Then I must of heard wrong. I swear she told me room 213, she said it was important." He spoke before going to walk out of the room when Mrs Friar walked in. That was when he stopped and took a step back. "It's been a long time Wendy. Why did you call me after all these years?"

"Shawn, that's Lucas' mother." Farkle spoke up, then things started to click into his head and his eyes widened once again. He clamped his hand over his mouth as he looked up to Mrs Friar who stayed where she was near the door.

"I think we should talk about this in private first before I let my son know." She spoke, her hand gesturing to walk out the door but she didn't get the chance to leave the room.

"Know what? What don't I know?" Lucas' voice spoke from his bed. It was a little groggy, but everyone's attention turned to the twenty two year old in the bed. He tried to move but he winced as he tried to move so he stopped. "Mama, what does he need to know before me?"

Mrs Friar went silent and Farkle took this as a queue to leave the room, so he picked up his crutches and left, declaring that he was going to go see where Maya was with the food. Leaving the other's to whatever drama was about to go down in there. He found Maya easily in the waiting room, her head in her hands. Farkle walked over to her and put an arm around her and she leaned into the touch. "I think Lucas is about to hear some shocking news. Want to know what it is?" He asked.

"What is more shocking then being in a car accident?" Maya asked as she turned her head a little too look at her friend. What could possibly be more shocking then that?

"Well for one thing, finding out that his father is not who he thinks it is. And two, adding onto that; that the father is one of his friend's step dad's." Farkle wasn't stupid, hearing what his mother said as he fell asleep and to what happened before he left the room. It was easy to piece together if you had the pieces of the puzzle and they did seem to fit.

"Shawn? No, he isn't a father. He would have raised Lucas if he was the father. The only reason he wouldn't have, is if he didn't know." The blonde spoke, taking in a deep breath and letting it out.

"That's the other twist. He seemed like he didn't even know either."

"We are a weird bunch aren't we? Because didn't he date your mother once?"

"Yeah, I've heard that story. It's pretty funny actually at some parts. So how about we actually go get some food before going back to Lucas' room. Hopefully by then, things would be talked out. We wouldn't want to get in the middle of that." Farkle suggested and Maya nodded her head.

"Yeah. I'm straving."