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"Light…too much light…" I thought as I opened my eyes weakly, surveying the area around me. White tiles, white ceiling, that weird disinfecting smell. Yep, definitely a hospital.

I tried to sit up, but the pain was too great. I settled for a groan, and I heard the rustling of human feet.

"Abe? He's awake, he's awake!" Somebody said frantically. I was suddenly surrounded by people, many of which I recognized as my mom, Rachel, and a man and woman I didn't recognize.

"Abe, oh my God, you're safe!" I was suddenly tackled by Rachel and my mom, who were both bawling like small children, something not very typical l for Rachel.

"Ow…hurting me…" I groaned, half-faking it for them to get off of me.

They got off of me, and mom put her hand on my shoulder. "You did good, Abe. You really did."

The man and the woman I didn't recognize approached me. The man was a decent height, and the woman was a medium height. The man was rubbing his hand awkwardly while the woman was playing with her light brown hair.

"So you're Abe, huh?" The man began, nervously chuckling. "While I'll be…she really did mean it."

The woman then broke the nervous tinge in the room with a loud cry. "Oh stop it, Samuel! We are in your debt, Abe Rivers!" She then rammed me into a hug, increasing my pain quickly.

"Mrs. Furee, stop!" Rachel almost yelled. "You're hurting him!"

She let go, and her tear-soaked face met mine. "You're an angel, young man."

I then figured out that these two were Hana's parents. I could tell, because she had a similar nose to her father, and her eyes matched her mother's.

"Where…is she?" I asked, hardly able to move my dry mouth.

"Hana? She's in a room down the hall, dear." Mrs. Furee said with a sad smile. "Do you need anything?"

I licked my lips, feeling how dry they were. "Water…"

Rachel already had a plastic bottle ready, and she offered my some of the cool liquid inside. I put my mouth on the straw and sucked greedily, taking it from her hand.

She laughed. "Jeez, Abe, you're pretty thirsty! Makes sense, you've been out for a week."

I nearly choked on the precious water. "A week?!"

They all nodded. "Yeah. From the time you collapsed after bringing her out on your back to now, you've been asleep, son." Mr. Furee said, frowning.

"What happened…to the school?" I asked, managing to sit up.

"It's partially destroyed. Nobody got hurt, but it's gonna take two months to repair all the damage. So no school for you guys." Mom chuckled, smiling nervously. "There are no other schools who have a similar curriculum, and nobody has room for all seven-hundred students."

I laughed a little. "Wow. That's good…but kinda bad."

They all laughed at my comment a little, and Mr. Furee opened the door. "We need to go check on Hana, we'll see you all later." With that, Samuel and his wife exited my room.

I sighed. "How is she?"

Rachel and Mom looked down a little. "She healed nicely, but she's really frightened. We have a counselor talking to her right now, but it doesn't seem to be doing much. She pushing everyone else away, and, well, asking for you."

My eyes widened. "Can I see her? I mean, I feel okay, my leg hurts, but I should be okay."

Rachel shook her head. "Sorry, Abe. The doc says you can't try your leg out for another few days. You had four cracked ribs, a broken rib, a cracked jaw, and that bullet in your leg."

I sighed, laying back down again. There was a light bandage around the left part of my jaw, and my bare front was covered in partially healed claw marks. "I don't care. If she needs me, then I need to see her."

Rachel shrugged at my mom, who sighed. "We'll talk to the doctor, but it's unlikely. I've got errands to run, and Rachel needs to help her dad, right?"

She nodded as she started to almost lead my mom to the door. "Yeah, but I've still got time. You run along and do your errands or whatever, and I'll keep Abe here company. Bye!" With a final shove, my mom left the room, leaving us alone.

She sat on the chair near the window with a soft thud, and she put her hands on her chin, smiling at me. "So?"

I raised my eyebrow. "So, what?"

She groaned. "I wanna know if you told her yet!"

I sighed, placing my head against the bed. "Yes, we confessed."

She stifled a squeal. "We?!"

I laughed. "Yeah, she loves me too. It's crazy, huh? I even told her about what happened with dad."

She stopped giggling. "Oh wow, how did she take it?"

I sighed happily, remembering what she told me. "She really hit home, Rachel. I don't have to hold onto a grudge anymore, and she wasn't deterred by the fact that I had my dad's blood on my hands."

Rachel smiled as she came closer. "I knew the moment I laid eyes on her that she was going to be something special, Abe."

I chuckled, looking over at her. "I don't doubt it, Rachel. The day she touched my scar, I was sealed, man, and that day she fed me, I wouldn't tell anyone, but it was bliss."

She stifled a laugh. "She fed you? The great and mighty Abe Rivers was fed?!"

I shushed her, laughing with her. "Not so loud, stupid. We sat at lunch together, and she told me I needed to eat something, and I refused. She pulled the classic puppy eyes on me, and she got me to eat some Jell-O. The best part, she told me she was gonna spoon-feed it to me."

Rachel wiped a tear from her eye after her laughing fit. "You're whipped, man."

I sighed. "Anything to have her, Rachel."

She grinned, and sat up. "I need to go. The doctor will come in later, and you can ask him if you can see her then, and Abe?"

I turned to her. "Yeah?"

She chuckled. "This may be cheesy, but she really broke the ice around your heart. Never let her go." With that Confucius-like statement, she dashed out the door.

"She really did, didn't she?" I chuckled to myself. I heard the door open again, and instead of Rachel forgetting something and coming back to get it, it was a doctor, whose glasses shown in the light.

"Hello, Mr. Rivers, I am doctor Allen Maysburg." He said, hands behind his back. "I see that your awake now, and I want to ask you some questions."

I shrugged. "Go ahead."

"Does anything hurt terribly?" He asked, his face remaining pretty neutral.

"No, not terribly. My leg hurts, but considering I broke a rib and it doesn't hurt, I think it healed nicely. I'm a little sensitive to light, though." I said, checking the individual parts of my body with my mind.

He wrote something down on his clipboard, a smile forming on his face. "That's because you had a concussion, Mr. Rivers. It's mostly gone now, so you should be okay. I'm going to get some crutches for you so you can go visit Ms. Hana down the hall."

My jaw dropped. "Are you serious?! That's what I wanted to ask!"

He chuckled. "Hana's parents told me about what happened. You are a very brave boy, Abe, and a loving and protective one at that." He said as a nurse came into the room with two crutches.

He cleared his throat, and brushed his hand through his grey hair. "You'll be able to see her if you do two things. Use these crutches, and allow me to escort you."

I chuckled. "I would go over there naked if I had too."

He laughed as he handed me the crutches. My leg felt like fire, but the pain of walking was eased greatly with the crutch. The doc helped me out the door, and we began to walk slowly down the hall. I got many stares from the nurses at my bare chest, but they were quickly silenced by the doctor.

"This is her room." He said as he knocked. There was a quiet, 'come in' from the other end, and he opened the door an ushered me inside.

There was Hana, sitting up in her little bed. Her right shoulder was covered in bandages, as that's where she was shot, and her gown covered the rest of the cloth. She looked up, and tears filled her eyes as I came to her.

"I thought you were dead…" She whispered, her voice strained by her crying as she hugged me, her knees on the bed.

"I'm not gonna die, not here, and not for a long time. I'm not gonna leave you alone, Hana." I said, kissing her forehead.

I turned to the doctor. "Are you making she her needs are taken care of?"

He nodded. "Everything from the bullet wound to the weird slashes to her incontinence, yes, we got everything. I need to go see other patients, so if you need to go back to your room, it's number 46." The doctor said, opening the door and leaving, shutting it behind him.

She sat back down, and I sat on the bed next to her. "I can't thank you enough…you risked your life for me."

I smiled. "You do crazy things while you're in love." I shifted on the bed. "Besides, I wasn't gonna let Cerise or Rigel have their way with you. By the way, what happened to Cerise and Zach?"

"We don't know…their bodies were gone when the police investigated. I'm scared, Abe…" She whimpered, holding onto me tightly.

"Hana, even if they are gone, they couldn't of gotten that far with their injuries. Everything's gonna be fine." I kissed her, and she gave me a weak smile.

She put her hand on mine. "Abe…I wanna ask you something. Did you know about my secret before I told you?"

I shook my head. "No, not really. Although, that one day when you fainted in history class, I was carrying you, and I lost my grip. I had to use my knee to catch you, and I felt something weird when your butt hit my knee, but I shrugged it off as something that was in style or something…" I laughed.

She giggled. "No, that was my secret. It's okay though, I'm actually glad you know. It's off my chest, and I don't have to feel guilty hiding it from people anymore."

I nodded. "Good." I put my hand to her forehead. "You look pale, Hana. Are you alright?"

She sighed. "No. I'm not okay. I-I keep having nightmares, Abe…nightmares about you dying to save me, and leaving me to whatever killed you…I don't want you to leave…"

I pulled her into a gentle hug as she began to break down. "Trust me, I will never leave you. Do you really think I would leave after risking my life to save you? I love you too much to let you become a source of pleasure for those freaks. Rigel is dead, Hana…end of story."

She sniffed, and only buried her head further into my chest in response.

"Hana, if I had to live with you to help you get over this post-trauma crap, I would. I don't want you to hurt…" I murmured into her hair.

Suddenly, the door opened, and a woman about mid-twenties stepped in. Her blonde hair was tied into two pig-tails, and her smile faded when she saw me in the room.

"Who are you?!" She cried, reaching for the door.

"Stop! I'm Abe, her boyfriend! I should be asking who you are." I asked, holding onto Hana's crying form tightly.

Hana stirred, her long black hair brushing my neck. "It's okay, Abe…she's my…psychologist…"

The woman straightened, and her smile returned. "Yep. My name is Amber Rogers, and you and I are gonna help Hana get over her trauma. Will you help me?"

She offered her hand to me, and I took it with hesitation. "I'll do it for Hana."

She laughed. "I'm glad you're willing to help. I've talked to Hana's parents, and we've all agreed on something."

I straightened, my eyebrow raising. "What are we gonna do?"

She sighed. "I hope you like sleepovers, because we've all agreed that you and Hana are gonna take a vacation together."

"What do you mean, 'vacation'?" I asked, emphasis on said word.

She put her hands together. "You, Hana and I are all going to go to a lake cottage for a vacation! I have a big house there, and since you two aren't gonna be in school for a while, we'll have plenty of time to get Hana healed. Plus, my husband and mom will be there, so it's not like you two will be alone or on your own. We already have your bags packed and your mom already knows, Abe, and we'll be leaving in a week!"

Our eyes widened. A vacation on a lake cottage?

"Um, are you sure that's a good idea? Aren't we gonna have make-up work for school or something?" I asked.

"Yeah, and what about my, um, products?" Hana inquired shyly, her cheeks flushing.

Amber laughed, her blue eyes glinting happily behind her glasses. "It's alright, we got everything together. We've already got your things sent to the cottage for you, Hana. Don't worry about school, your not gonna have anything to make up."

I turned to Hana, whose eye's had grown wide. "Are you okay?"

She nodded. "I…I think it'll be fun…it's time spent with you…"

I smiled. "We're gonna have a good time, and believe me, everything will be okay."

Hana gave a reassuring kiss on the lips, and I returned her action of love.

"Ahem. I have several things to do with Hana. Do you need a change, dear?" Amber asked sweetly.

Hana sighed, rolling her eyes. "Yes." She turned to me. "I'll see you later, Abe." With that, I grabbed my crutches and returned to my room, but little did I know that these next six weeks were gonna be the best of my life."