Cooper POV

I stood in front of an elder couple. They both looked about late 60 or early 70, dressed very casually. Both of them had a small bag on wheel by their hand.

"Who the hell are you?" The man let go of the bag and took a step closer towards me, he was speaking loudly

The man was a tall, big shoulders, no beer stomach, he looked in good shape for his years. He had grey hair and he was clean shaved. I assumed the glasses that were in his shirt pocket were his reading glasses.

The woman next to him was some head length shorter than him. She looked average built. Shoulder length brown, slightly curly hair. Her glasses weren't in a pocket, they were on her nose. Something about the woman eyes seemed very familiar.

"I could ask you the same question" I said firmly looking between them "You two are trespassing!" The man glanced back to, what I assume was his wife, before he looked to me again.

"Trespassing!?" the man asked shocked and took another step closer towards me "This is my daughters house!" he pointed his finger down to the ground and then pointed to me, his voice got louder and harsher"And I don't know who the hell are you! You are the one trespassing!"

Daughter-oh wow. This is one way to meet the parents. Clearly not the way I had imagined that to happen. I had hoped for a nice meeting in a restaurant or here, or at some family gathering. But, I guess I had no way out of meeting them now.

"Whoa…hey, no need to get aggressive" I took a small step back, holding my hands up. I didn't want to give a reason for Amy's father to punch me. Somehow, I had a feeling he would have no problem with throwing a punch or two to protect his family

"Then tell us who the hell are you and why are you in our daughters house!" he demanded an answer as he took a stand in front of me

"Your…daughter is…Amy Scott?" I ask to make sure, that we all are thinking about the same person

"Yes" The woman spoke up, when the man only nodded his head

"I'm Cooper Ellis" I placed a hand on my chest. I waited for some kind of recognition, but all I got back was a harsh reply for Amy's father "We don't know anyone named Cooper!"

"Um…I'm…Amy's boyfriend" I added hoping that would clear the air

Now they both looked surprised. The man looked back to his wife, to see her reaction, she looked just as shocked as he did.

"Amy isn't dating anyone" The woman said taking a step closer to her husband. I reach for my phone in my pocket and open a photo of the two of us.

I handed them the phone "We have been dating for 3 months now"

The man reached for my phone and the next second the two of them were looking at the photo of us. The woman suddenly had tears in her eyes, I saw that when she looked up to her husband.

She held on to the man's forearm as she spoke very softly and quietly "She is dating again…"

I think I saw some tears in the man's eyes as well. He placed his free hand over his wife's hand and smiling at her, he nodded back.

The man handed me back my phone and left his hand extended for me to shake "Harold Baker…Amy's father"

I quickly shake his hand back "Pleasure to meet you, sir"

"Her mother and my wife- Linda" He took his hand back, gesturing to his wife

"Uh…would you want some tea? Or coffee? I could make you some" I offer, trying to ease up the tension that was still in the room

"Tea sounds nice" Linda said smiling. She follows me to the kitchen and at first she wanted to help me out.

"No, no" I stop her from reaching for the cups "You sit down, I got this" She nods back and walked over to the table to sit down.

After I have put on the water and grabbed three cups, she observed "You know your way around my daughter's kitchen…"

"I have been here…few times" I reply as I reached for the tea "What kind would you want?" I turn to her with the choices of tea in my hands

"Does she has raspberry?" Linda asks. When I nod back, she quickly adds "For Harold as well"

"Has Amy introduced you to Callie?" Linda asks further when Harold walks in the kitchen

"She has" I say putting the tea bags in the cups "Sugar?" I ask as I get the small container of sugar

"One spoon, please" Harold said first "Two for me" Linda added and then I heard Linda whisper to Harold "Amy has introduced him to Callie"

"Oh, really?…It must be serious then" Harold whispered back to her

The water is ready so I pour it over the tea and hand the cups to Amy's parents. I join them at the table and we exchange smiles as we all swirl the tea with the spoons.

Stef POV

We weren't planning on riding in the woods. What we planned, was to ride with the bikes to Crystal Bay, check out the small town and then head back. This trip was supposed to be for some 4 hours. We drove out around 10-11, so we were supposed to be back at the camp around 3. But of course, nothing ever goes as it's planned.

We drove there with no hitch on the road. Stayed at the town for some 30 minutes. But, on the way back, we somehow agreed with Jesus plan to head back not using the main road that we took to get here, but the small trials in the wood.

Of course, the trails don't go as parallel to the main road as we had hoped. Instead of an even, asphalt road, we were now driving bumpy, uneven trails that go upslope and downwards. This of course slowed us down and the ETA back on the camp was slowly being pushed back minute by minute.

When we all drove up a small hill, we took a small stop. Jesus was enjoying this detour a lot, the rest of us, not so much. For me, it was a good practice for the triathlon, I wasn't complaining. But Amy and the two other boys, were not liking this. The day was pretty hot as it was, our energy was starting to run short.

When Brandon got on the top of the hill, where the rest of us had already stopped, he let go of the bike, that he was walking next to, and slumped down in the grass, covering his eyes with his hands, legs bent, breathing hard.

Amy gave the last of her water to Jude who had already drank all of his. I took a small sip of my water and then offered to the two other boys, who just like Jude, were already out of theirs.

"How much further?" Jude asks me before I take back the water bottle that I had handed to Brandon

"I think we are close to Burton Creek State Park" I say pointing to the sign that we passed "My guess, some 40 minutes. If we keep up the pace that we are going"

"My legs feel like Jell-O" Brandon said as he was now sitting up "I can't pedal anymore…I don't think I can walk anymore as well"

"So, not the same pace" Amy comments "My guess…an hour" she says looking to Jude. His head drops once Amy says the word – hour.

"You are all weaklings!" Jesus says chuckling at all of us "This is nothing. All you have to do is pedal! It is not that hard"

"We have been pedaling for hours!" Brandon complains "I can't anymore. I am exhausted!"

"Your brothers aren't as athletic as you are Jesus," I say back to him, putting away the water bottle on the bikes frame "But that doesn't mean they are weaklings!"

Jesus instantly replies, regretting his previous words "I'm sorry…I shouldn't have said that"

"We should try and get back on our bikes" Amy says glancing around to the rest of us

"Amy's right, back on your bikes" I say picking Brandon's bike up from the ground, waiting till he comes to hold it himself. He groans as he stands up, you can see he really was having trouble even walking. When Brandon grabs a hold of his bike, I head over to my and get on.

"No upslope for now" Jesus cheers up Jude and Brandon

After some 15 minutes of riding our bikes, we once again are met by a downslope. Jesus reached it first and next thing I now, he was out of my sight as he speeded down the small hill. I didn't even manage to call out to be careful, before he was gone.

"Don't go too fast" I remind Jude as we start to drive down. The rest of us were driving very carefully, applying our breaks a lot. The road had a lot of tree roots, rocks, sand, potholes – a lot of places where your bike can go flying.

I saw Jesus far in front of us. He was almost at the end of the downhill, when I saw him and his bike flying through the air. Jesus screamed out as he flew. Before I could realize, he landed hard, falling on top of the bike that had found ground first. After he hit the bike hard, he tumbled down the hill for few seconds until the motion stopped.

"Oh my god!" Amy gasped right when I let go of the breaks and speeded down towards him. The wind hit my eyes, I wasn't sure if I had tears in eyes because of the wind or because I was already crying for Jesus. He wasn't moving, he was just lying there.

I almost fell myself after the front wheel hit some tree root, but I managed to keep my bike straight. When I reached Jesus, I hit the breaks hard, sliding the bike sideways, stopping close to him. I jumped off the bike and run to Jesus, who was still laying, face down on the ground, not moving. I slide down next to him.

"Jesus…Jesus, baby…" I touched his upper hands. I had no idea if he was hurt, if he was conscious.

Thankfully, I heard him groan back, before I slowly and carefully turn his body around, trying not to cause him any more pain. But he winces in pain anyway, when I turn him to his back.

"Honey…talk to me…what hurts?" I place my hands softly on his cheeks as I watch him closely "Jesus, what hurts?"

He blinked his eyes few times, wincing in pain, before his left hand slowly moved to his right side of his ribs.

"I think…" he got out between taking short, shallow breathes "I cracked…a rib"

"Does your head hurt?" I ask reaching for the helmet to get it off. Never have I been more thankful for helmet as I was right now. I lift his head up gently as I take the helmet off

"A little" he admits when I softly place his head back to the ground

"Neck?" I ask holding his neck as straight as possible "No…just head and ribs"

"Is he okay! Can he move? How bad is it?" I heard voices as Amy, Brandon and Jude finally got here as well, but I kept my eyes on Jesus

Amy walks up to us and kneels down as well. I was still by his head, hands softly placed on his neck. I was looking all over his body, trying to see if he has any visible open cut or broken bones.

"Can you move your feet?" I ask placing my right hand gently on his forehead. I look down to his legs and see him bent his legs. I let out a relieved sight. He moved his hands, knowing I would ask him about his arms next.

Amy was tracing her hands over the side of his upper body, checking his ribs. Jesus groaned out in pain when Amy's left hand touched around where approximately the 5th to 7th ribs are located in body.

"Can I lift your shirt?" Amy asks permission first. Jesus breathes out a yes.

"Mom, is he okay?" Jude asks worried, Brandon was standing behind him, hand on his shoulder, giving him some silent comfort. Both of the boys looked worried.

"He is going to be okay" I say briefly glancing up to the two other boys. When I glance back down to Jesus, I smile to him warmly and press my lips to his forehead "You will be okay, baby..."

Jesus winced in pain once again and instantly we hear Amy "Does it hurt when you breathe in, Jesus?"

"Yes" Jesus got out tilting his head up a bit, to have a better look at Amy

"It seems like 6th and 7th ribs are bruised. There is no way you will be able to ride the bike back" Amy said lowering his shirt back down "Walk yes- but you will be in hell of a pain."

Amy and I both had some knowledge about first aid. As cops we have some knowledge about first aid, we have seen and helped a lot of people who have been hurt. Of course we are not medical experts, but we can give some help, in situation like this, till the real doctors or paramedics arrive.

I saw a flash of fear in Jesus eyes. Amy stood up and dusted her pants off "I will go get help…you all should stay with him"

When she walked to her bike, I quickly placed a kiss to Jesus temple and jumped up, hurrying to Amy, before she drives away. Brandon and Jude instantly go to Jesus.

"How bad did it seem?" I ask Amy in hushed voice

"You know I am not a doctor…" Amy replied stepping on the bike

"Just tell me what you thought" I whisper back to her

"I think his ribs are cracked, he is having trouble breathing- the ribs could have been putting pressure on his lungs, possibly a collapsed lung…" Amy trailed off as she glanced to Jesus

She then put hand on my shoulder "I will be back with help as soon as I can" With that she stepped on the pedals and speeded down the trail.

When I turn back to Jesus, I see him trying to stand up, despite his brothers telling him otherwise.

"Hey! Whoa!" I was up to him just in time, before his legs gave up on him. I caught him before he fell and helped him walk over to the grass. I sat down behind him, legs by his side, so he could lean back into me, to ease up the pressure on his ribs. I grabbed his hand in my and squeezed it tightly.

"If it hurts…just squeeze my hand" I whisper to his ear when I press my head to his side of the head. Jesus nods his head back slowly and I instantly feel him squeeze my hand back

Lena POV

We all were surprised when only Amy, Brandon and Jude returned from the bike trip. At first, I thought nothing of it. Maybe Stef and Jesus decided to head out for a small ride around the woods or go down to the lake.

But when Amy told us that Stef went with Jesus to a hospital, I was in shock. As were the other girls. Amy gave me the address of the Barton Medical hospital where they apparently were taken to. I didn't hesitate, I jumped in the car and drive there.

After about 40 minute drive, I finally arrived at the hospital. I run inside after I found the first free parking spot. At the front desk, I met a very calm and kind nurse that showed me to where Stef and Jesus currently were.

When I got there, Stef was helping Jesus get out of the gown that he had on. I hurried up to him and wrapped my arms around him, not too tightly so I wouldn't hurt him, and placed few kissed on his forehead.

"Are you okay? What happened? What did the doctors say? Are you in pain?" I drop a bunch of questions as I pull away from Jesus, looking between him and Stef

"I'm fine, mom" Jesus said and only then I noticed the very groggy look in his eyes, his dilated pupils and his slow movements. Jesus speech was slurry as well.

I looked to Stef and she nodded back "Pain medication"

I turned back to Jesus and softly crease his cheek before I place another kiss on his forehead "I will go talk to mom for a second" He nods back few times. I grab Stef's hand and we walk a bit further away from the bed.

"What did the doctor say? How bad is it?" I ask her once we both stopped walking, Jesus was still in our eyesight, just few steps away.

"Two fractured ribs, minor conscious. He will be fine after some few weeks of rest"

"What happened? How did this happen?" I question her further

"We were going back to camp, we took the trails in the wood not the main road. There were a lot of ups and downs and on one of the downslope, he speeded down. His front wheel hit this big tree root and he flew. He landed on the bike with his right side," Stef explained very calmly and then soother me a bit "It was just an accident, Lena. He will be okay"

"How exactly did you get here?" Amy had said she found some help, but I didn't dwell into the details, because all I wanted was to get here as fast as I could.

"Amy ride off to look for help. The first person she run into was a Ranger. He took us here" Stef explains, time by time glancing over to Jesus.

"I will get the discharge papers ready" Stef says giving me a quick peck on my lips before walking away to the nurse's desk. I walk up to Jesus and notice that his shoes are on but they are not tied.

I crouch down to tie his shoes. When I am back on my feet, I look around the small bed area, to see if nothing is left behind.

"Okay, let's get you to the car" I say and help him get down from the bed. I wrap my hand , as gently yet firmly as I could, around his back and help him walk out of the hospital.

All the kids were at their assigned tents –sleeping, while Stef and I were enjoying the last moment before the campfire burns out. While Amy had gone off to the bathroom, Stef and I had discussed that we should probably head back tomorrow. Mainly because of Jesus. He won't be able to enjoy the last day here. If one of is bound to campsite, there was no real reason for us to stay. Jesus should be resting and the best place to do that is at home, in his own bed.

We were meaning to talk to Amy about it when she returned back. I wasn't sure how will Amy see it, what will she think about heading back. But I guess I was wrong to worry about her.

When she sat down next to me by the campfire the first thing she said was "So, we should probably head back home tomorrow…" she looked to me and then added "You know…because of Jesus…he needs rest and he should sleep in his own bed, not a mattress in the middle of the woods and. I think we should go home tomorrow. What do you guys think?"

I share a look with Stef before I look back to Amy "We were thinking the same thing"

"Okay" Amy stood back up, ribbing her hands together "That's settled then"

I quickly reach for her hand before she walks away and hold her back, Amy turns back when I have a hold on her hand "Thank you…"

"For what?" Amy looked like she didn't have a clue about what I was talking about

"For helping Jesus today. Thank you" I say sincerely giving her hand a soft squeeze

"Oh…that's nothing. Don't mention it" Amy smiled back before she walked off to her tent. Stef stood up next and pulled me up to my feet as well.

"Come on, love. Let's head to bed…we have a long day tomorrow" Stef kissed me before we turned and holding each others hand went to our tent.