Once again, trigger warnings here! I will mark off the passages that contain the warnings, so that way if these triggers affect you, you can just skip over them.

Ariel's P.O.V.

I woke up completely disoriented, and it took a few seconds for my vision to clear completely. I squinted as I looked around the room - everything was so bright. The entire room was white, with absolutely no decorations or furniture whatsoever.

"Hey kiddo." A familiar voice said, and I immediately tensed up. I looked around to see someone that I hadn't seen for years - a tall and willowy frame, long brown hair, and green eyes. She was dressed in a white sundress sprinkled with blue flowers, and a tan fringe vest, with no shoes on. That was something that I had always teased her about - the 70s called, I would tell her. They want their fashion sense back.

"Amelia." I whispered, running over to hug her. She held onto me as tightly as I held onto her, and I could feel the tears filling my eyes as the scent of her perfume filled my nostrils.

"Its alright, hon." she cooed as she smoothed my hair. "Everything's going to be okay."

It took me awhile to calm down, but once I did I was able to actually get a look at my sister. "God, Amy, you look amazing!" I told her, and she laughed as she looked me over as well.

"And look at you!" she cried. "God, you're so grown up now!"

"What are you talking about?" I asked. "I look the same…" then I remembered.

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Walking through the front door for the last time with Spence by my side as we went to grab the last of my things.

The light was on in Amelia's old room, and I was concerned. She was supposed to be at college, and if she had come back for some reason she would've told me.

I walked into the room, hoping to finally introduce my sister to my boyfriend - not that I had actually called Spencer that to his face, at least not yet. He would have freaked out to no end…

All thoughts of my sweet genius flew out of my head when I saw what was waiting for me in her room.

Amelia was laying there on the floor. There was blood everywhere…. I screamed even as I ran over to her lifeless body.

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"Oh my god." I said as it all started to come back to me. "Amelia… you're dead."

"Its okay." Amelia said, moving to hug me again.

"Oh my god, am I dead?" I asked her, and she smiled at me softly.

"No, honey, you're not dead." she told me gently. "There was an accident, remember?"

I pressed a hand to my forehead as I tried to remember. "I think so… I was walking to the grocery store because we only needed a couple of things. Then I went to cross the street, and a car… it came out of nowhere…" I looked at my older sister. "How am I not dead?" I asked her.

"You almost were." she admitted. "If the ambulance had arrived even just a minute later than it did, you would have died. As it is, you're in a coma."

"A coma?" I asked her, incredulous, but then laughed in spite of everything that was happening. "Well I guess that explains all of this."

Amelia laughed at me before responding. "Yeah, it probably does."

"So what are you, my 'spirit guide' or something?" I asked, trying to make a joke out of it just so I wouldn't start crying.

"Not exactly. I'm just here to keep you company."

"For how long?" I asked her.

She shrugged. "Until you wake up, I guess."

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Spencer's P.O.V.

I rushed into the hospital, heading for the reception desk immediately. "I'm looking for Ariel Reid." I told the nurse breathlessly. "Please, I'm her husband."

She smiled kindly at me. "Alright sir, just try and calm down a bit, ok?"

"Calm down?" I asked, her words having the opposite effect on me. "My wife is in the hospital after a car accident, and I have no idea if she or our baby is alright! Don't tell me to calm down!"

"Sir, please just -" I cut her off.

"Please, I need to get to her, now." I begged her, and something in my face must have swayed her, because she sighed before starting to type away on her keyboard.

"She's still in surgery right now, sir." she said after a minute, and I sighed in relief. "A doctor will let you know as soon as she's out of surgery."

"Thank you." I told her, and then hurried over to a seat to wait.

It took me about half an hour to remember to call everyone and let them know what had happened.

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Ariel's P.O.V.

"So…" Amelia started, and I groaned. She had that gleam in her eyes, the one that - after all these years - I still remembered meant trouble. "Who's the lucky man?" she asked, grabbing ahold of my left hand and examining my rings.

I actually felt my face heat up a bit, which was more than a little bit weird, considering that I technically didn't have a body at the moment. "His name is Spencer." I told her. "I had been hoping to introduce you two when…" I let the sentence trail off, but she knew what I was going to say.

"I'm sorry." she said softly, and even though I knew she meant it, I couldn't help but get angry anyway.

"You left me." I accused. "You left me alone."

"You're right." she said, and I was honestly disappointed. I had been sort of hoping for a fight to happen… "I'm so sorry, Ari."

"Yeah, well, you should be." I said, but regretted it instantly. "Oh crap, Amelia, I'm so sorry." I said, pulling her into a hug.

"It's alright, Ariel." she murmured. "I know you didn't mean it."

We just sat there for a bit, holding onto each other, before either one of us thought of letting go.

"So I heard the song you wrote for me." Amelia told me after awhile.

I smiled. "Yeah?" I asked. "What did you think of it?"

"I love it, silly." she said, but then something was… strange. Her voice sounded different, like it was someone else talking. "I love you."

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Spencer's P.O.V.

"I love you." I whispered softly as I stared at my wife. The surgery had been successful, but the doctors had put her into a drug-induced coma for now. I had never seen Ariel look this fragile before - she was paler than ever, and lay completely still. The only sounds in the room were my breathing, and the beeps and hums coming from the machines that were hooked up to her.

"Oh my gosh." I heard a small voice say from behind me, and I turned around to see both Kat and Garcia standing in the doorway.

"Garcia, what are you doing here?" I asked, confused. I had called Kat and the guys, but I hadn't called her - how did she know what had happened?

"Um… JJ…" she seemed to be frozen in shock, but snapped out of it after a second. "JJ called and told me what happened… and I started searching for recent hospital admissions and oh my god what happened?" she finished. Kat still had yet to say a single word, but she had moved out of the doorway and into a chair on the other side of the bed.

"There was an accident." I said, my throat dry. I couldn't even look at them - I just kept looking at Ariel's hand as I ran my thumb over it. "A hit-and-run. The baby… the baby's fine…" I was babbling at that point, with almost no idea what I was saying.

Garcia gasped, and Kat just sighed in relief. I looked up at her, and I saw the tears in her eyes. She came around the bed and just collapsed in my lap, throwing her arms around me.

I stroked her hair, just holding onto her and remembering the last time that we had been in this situation:

I was sitting by Ariel's bedside, just holding her hand when Kat and one of her brothers, Daniel, came in.

"Oh my god..." she said softly, walking over.

"I don't know what happened." I told her. There were tears running down my cheeks. "I… I went to check on her, to make sure she was ok… she was still so upset, after Amelia's death, you know? A-and she was just… she was just laying there…"

I couldn't look at her face in its bruised and beaten state - not because I was disgusted, but because I knew that if I looked at it, I would never be able to forget it.

I came out of the flashback just in time to hear Garcia asking about the baby.

"We were going to tell you soon…" I murmured, before looking at Kat. "But how did you know?"

She gave a small smile. "I didn't, not really. But once I saw her sneaking peanut butter onto the plane…" she seemed to remember then that Garcia was in the room as well, because she cut herself off.

I laughed, though, and Garcia looked at us in confusion. "Peanut butter?" she asked.

I nodded. "Ariel hates the stuff - I could never understand why."

Kat climbed off of my lap and moved around to the other side of the bed.

"Come on, mei-mei." she said softly. "Wake up. Please."

Hello my lovelies! So just so you know, mei-mei is Chinese for 'little sister'. The nicknames that Kat uses are something that my friends and I do - we have somewhere around forty different nicknames for each other, and they all get used frequently. So the nicknames that you've seen so far are nowhere near all of them.

Also, I have a question for you all: which of the songs that have been used so far was your favorite? Please let me know - it'll come up again later.

Thank you to ahowell1993, Momochan77, KirkSauber, KiaOraToGube, Gossamermouse101, Guest, tannerose5, and tlcroft for their reviews!