Sigh, I don't know what I'm doing with this story, I may just end it soon, I meanI love this story but I'm just running out of let me know what you think, thanks

I didn't want to wake up the next morning, Dean was spooned against my back and I was comfortable but when Joyce walked into the room, singing, I couldn't help but crack an eye open.

"How do we make her stop?" I moaned and felt Dean chuckle.

"I've been trying to figure that out for years," he said pulling me closer.

"Joyce," I called but she didn't stop. "Joyce!" I practically yelled and she finally stopped in the middle of picking up my dirty clothes.

"Oh," she said, sounding like she had just realized we were there. "Good morning," she said smiling and returned to picking up my clothes. I looked at the clock and groaned.

"Joyce, its nine o'clock in the morning, what are you doing?" I asked.

"Laundry," she said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world and when she was finally done she left and I sighed but groaned when she poked her head back in.

"Oh and Josh, you're dad wants to have lunch with you," she said.

"What the fuck?" I muttered, not feeling so tired anymore.

"Hmm?" Dean asked and nuzzled my neck.

"Why does my dad want to have lunch with me?" I said and tried to get up but Dean stopped me.

"Don't go," he said.

"I need to go find out what my dad wants," I said trying to get up again but Dean pulled me down and rolled so I was under him.

"You can find out later," he said leaning down and kissing my neck. "I mean lunch is three hours away, I'm sure we could find something more interesting to do."

"Dean," I moaned, arching into him and he chuckled.

"That's what I thought," he said and leaned down and kissed me.

"Josh?" we heard my dad's voice from the other side of the door and Dean pulled back, looking horrified. He jumped off of me and the bed and made a run for the bathroom and I grabbed for the blanket. Dean closed the door and I covered myself up just as my bedroom door opened and my dad walked in.

"Hey dad," I said, sitting up against the headboard, the blanket still around my waist.

"Did Joyce tell you about the lunch I wanted to have with you?" he asked looking around and I also looked around and noticed the second pair of boxers, pants and a shirt and hoped he didn't think twice about it.

"Yeah dad, she did," I said and he nodded, looking around my room again.

"Well I'm going to have to cancel, I just received a call and I'm needed at a meeting," he said and I nodded, not surprised.

"Ok, fine, why did you want to have lunch?"

"No particular reason," he said and stood there for several minutes before finally clearing his throat. "Anyway I need to get to that meeting, I'll see you later," he said and finally left. A few minutes later Dean stuck his head out.

"Is it safe?" he asked and I laughed.

"Yeah, its safe," I said, moving over and he climbed into my bed.

"Damn it, that was close," he said and I laughed again.

"Yeah," he said and rolled back on top of me. "Now where were we?" he asked and kissed me. We were progressing nicely when my phone rang and Dean laid his forehead against mine and groaned.

"Do you have to answer it?" he asked as I reached for the phone.

"Yes, that's Q's ring," I said pushing him up and pulling the phone open. "Hello?"

"Josh?" I heard Q's tear filled voice on the other end. "It's Abby."

We arrived at the hospital twenty minutes later, Joyce had insisted that she drive us and I knew I was in no state to do it myself. We entered through the front doors and I made my way to the receptionist's desk.

"I'm looking for Abby Williams," I said to the woman sitting behind the counter.

"I don't have anyone by that name," she said after she had typed in the name and I glared.

"Try Abbigail Williams," I snapped and she sighed.

"The children's ward, third floor up and they'll direct you to the room," she said pointing to the elevators.

"Thanks," I snapped and made my way up to the third floor. Before I even made my way to the reception desk I heard my name and turned to see Q and Kelsey standing in a waiting room. I rushed to Q and hugged her.

"What happened?" I asked looking between the two, Kelsey didn't look like he was happy to see me.

"She's had a cold for the last few days and I gave her some medicine tonight and they think it's a allergic reaction, but she stopped breathing and I just…" I hugged her as she started to cry again and rested my head on top of hers.

"Has the doctor said anything?" I asked pointing my question at Kelsey.

"Just that they think it's an allergic reaction and she'll be fine," he said, not looking me in the eye.

"Excuse me, Ms. Williams?" a voice asked from behind us and we turned to see a doctor standing there.

"Yes?" Q asked stepping out of my arms.

"She's going to be fine, if you would like to see her, she's in room 328," he said and Q nodded. "We'll give you a list of drugs that has that particular ingredient in it so this doesn't happen again.

"Thank you," Q said and went to leave the room and Kelsey and I went to follow but Kelsey's glare stopped me.

"I'll go with Q," he said and I glared.

"I have a right to see her to, she's legally my daughter," I snapped.

"But she's my niece by birth," he snapped back.

"Oh and that gives you more of a right to see her?"

"Yes it does!" he practically yelled.


"Gentlemen!" a voice called behind us and we turned to see Joyce glaring at the both of us. "This is not the time or place, Kelsey, you go in first, Josh you stay out here with us." Kelsey and I glared at each other for a few more moments before he turned and left. I turned and ignored the other two and turned to walk out.

"I'm going to get a drink," I stated and left and ignored the fact that Dean followed me. I made my way to the end of the hall where I had seen vending machines.

"You ok?" I heard from behind me as I pulled my Pepsi out of the machine.

"I'm fine," I said twisting off the top and taking a drink then made my way to another waiting room and sat down.

"He can be a real jerk," Dean said sitting next to me.

"Yeah," I said and sighed and heard him sigh too. "What?" I asked him.

"Nothing," he said and I looked at him to see him looking at his hands.

"What?" I asked again.

"Nothing… I just… Nothing," he said and I chuckled.

"Hey," I said taking his hand and waiting until he looked at me. "I told you I was in this for all." He sighed and I squeezed his hand.

"I know that," he said, looking at our linked hands. "I'm just worried about him winning you back," he said quietly.

"Hey," I said and he looked up and I leaned over and gave him a quick kiss. "I'm not going anywhere," I said and he gave me a small smile.

"Good," he said and leaned his forehead against mine. We were startled apart by someone clearing their throat and we pulled back to see Kelsey standing there.

"You can go see her now," he said and turned and walked away.

"I'm going to go see her," I said and he nodded and we stood.

"I'll go wait with my mom," he said and kissed me quickly again and walked out. I quickly composed myself and walked towards room 328, passing the waiting room with Joyce, Dean and now Kelsey, and hoped that nothing bad came of that. I made myself to the door and knocked before entering and smiled when Q looked up.

"Hey," I said and walked up to her side and looked down at Abby who was asleep.

'Hey," she said and took my hand.

"Are we ok?" I asked.

"Yeah, we're ok," she said and leaned her head against my shoulder.

A half hour later I entered the waiting room and smiled at the people there.

"Everything ok?" Joyce asked and I nodded.

"It will be," I said. "Are you ready to go?" I asked and they nodded. "I'll see you later Kelsey," I said glancing at him on my way out and he just nodded, and didn't look at me.