"Take chances, make mistakes. That's how you grow. Pain nourishes your courage. You have to fail in order to practice being brave."

-Mary Tyler Moore-

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I was near tears last night while writing, the music I play when writing and the whole shi-bang was way too much at 3 AM.

Chapter 21:

(Kerri's POV)

I open my eyes and see a dark room lit only by the natural light coming from the window above a sleeping Lucas.

I shuffle and sit up in the bed. Lucas turns to me when I turn on the lamp light. His face is full of sleep and his eyes end up shooting open at my movement.

Pain in my right arm makes me jerk away from the lamp and a excruiating pain shooting through my skull makes me close my eyes softly after watching Lucas walk over to me slowly.

"Kerri? Are you okay?" his voice makes my heart hurt indescribably.

I attempt to reply to him but my words got caught in my throat so I opted for a nod.

"I'll get the doctor, don't move."

He rushes out of the room and all thoughts fade as I lay my head upon my pillow, all except one, Grey.

Where is he? Is he alive? Does he have any family to be there for him?

I should find him and comfort him just like he would do to me.

Before I can get up the courage to do just that the door opens with the one person I have wanted to see.

"Hey, are you okay?" Grey runs up to me and hugs me lightly, his cast touching my arm. I nod in reply, not wanting to hurt myself by talking.

My mother and sister follow behind him and the doctor and Lucas trail in.

"Hello there Kerri, feeling any pain?" the doctor questioned and I thought I should at least try to talk.

Lucas eyed me, he saw what happened to me when I tried to talk.

"M-" my voice was hoarse and it hurt when I talked," my right arm hurts and it hurts to-"

The doctor looked concerned," don't talk if it hurts. Your arm was jammed against the door in the crash and it hurts to talk because your head bend when you went tumbling and somehow you've managed to scar your throat, you'll need to keep the talking to a minimum if any at all so it can heal."

I looked at the doctor and the people in the room that are here by my side. I can see that they've already heard this.

"I can't talk?" I push myself to speak but still it comes out hoarse.

"It will only slow down the healing process," he replies," now, any other pain?"

I shake my head and look to Lucas who gives a small smile.

The doctor leaves with a goodbye and warns me of things not to do, which will probably not be abided by.

"I'm so sorry Kerri. I never wanted you to get hurt," Grey states and sits on the bed beside me, holding my hand in his.

I smile and nod showing that I understand. I touch his red cast and look up to him.

"Does it hurt?" I ask but end up having to grab my throat. The pain from talking is way too much for me. I've already went my limit for today.

"Sometimes, don't worry about it. Don't talk, you want to get better as quickly as possible right?"

I nod and watch Lucas sit in the chair that he had fallen asleep in just a few minutes before.

"Lucas," I whisper hoarsely.

He gets up and comes to stand by me with his award winning smile.

"I'm glad you're okay. When you get out of here we are gonna go watch plenty of movies and eat so much ice-cream we feel sick," he smiles and brushes my hair from my face. I nod and place my hand on his forearm.

This is gonna get boring, sitting here until they think I'm okay enough to go home and eating hospital food?! Ugh.

Night falls and somehow I convince my mom to take Hannah home and both of them get some rest. She works during the day and sleeps at night, I can't keep her from keeping the house standing.

Both Lucas and Grey are asleep by ten. I have slept plenty, I'm not even tired. I flip through the channels but find nothing. And by 10:30 I am completely and udderly bored out of my mind. I've twiddled by thumbs, called the nurse twice, thrown ice at Lucas and hit him once, I'm amazing at it.

Grey turns to his right and mutters something I can't hear, so I decide to throw ice at him instead.

He only turns again and shrieks in pain.

I immediately hit the call button and get the nurse to come down here.

I wait five minutes and still the nurse hasn't appeared. I take all of my wires off and climb out of bed and walk over to Grey slowly.

"Grey?" I ask hoarsely. I begin to shake him but he cries out in pain again and does what I least expect him to do. Slaps me square on the face.

The nurse opens the door letting light flood inside the dark room. "Kerri, why aren't you in bed?" she asks when she pulls on my arm.

Grey wakes up and I lower myself to him again," Grey are you okay?" My whispers make his eyes go wide and he nods.

The nurse helps me back to my bed but I keep my eyes glued to Grey laying in the floor beside Lucas sitting in the chair.

"Don't get back up, you're a fall risk," the nurse commands. "I'm not stupid and I'm not a 80 year old with a broken hip."

My words hit her in the face and she plugs my stuff back up, ignoring me.

Grey and I watch her leave and shut the door softly.

"Don't get out of that bed again!" Grey states firmly. I shake my head," I'll do what I want!"

"Damn, chill. Just calm down."

He watches my face go from irritation to anger.

"Kerri, I mean it." He stands up and walks over to me slowly.

I close my eyes and throw my head back onto the pillow," I don't take orders, I give them."

"Kerri, listen to me, don't you dare get back out of the bed."

I sigh and give a small smile," I don't take orders."

I sit up in the bed and swing my feet off the side. "Kerri."

His voice is stern but my giggles make him smile.

He pushes me back against the bed," don't move or talk."

"I'm gonna talk too!" I say, my voice rough.

I push my good hand against his chest and I feel it rise and fall. His heart beating faster by the minute. I wonder what happened when he screamed.

"Why did you scream in your sleep, you cried for help." It hurt every time I talked but it was for Grey's sake.

"No reason, bad dream I guess." He shook off my question and laid in bed beside me. He pulls the cover up over us and I wrap my leg around his.

I decide to let it go, If I don't, I'll end up hurting myself by talking.

Grey watches the tv shift from one point of view to another and I watch the light glow on his face.

I wish I could kiss those perfect lips and protect his broken arm.

"What are thinking?" he breaks my stare and thoughts. I cringe and look to the tv.

"Kerri, why we're you staring at me?" he questions. I decide it's my time as he turns his head towards mine I catch his lips on mine and he happily obliges.

"Ker-" Lucas' voice brought me out of Grey's arms and onto the other end of the bed with Grey at the foot.

Grey looks just as embarrassed as I do and the wave of shock that crosses Lucas' face shoots me right through the heart.