She didn't need to be saved. She needed to be found and appreciated or exactly who she was.

-Iron Word.

-Maggie-

Everything. I could hear everything, and feel it every time someone held my hand or kissed my forehead. But I couldn't see, or reply when I'm spoken to, all I see is black. I could hear Graham playing with Luke, and I most definitely heard when Luke explained why he didn't correct that nurse that confused him as Graham's father. I could also feel Luke's side against mine on the hospital bed, and the random times when he would just grab my hand and give it a small squeeze. All those things I could feel, but it wasn't enough. I wanted to be able to move again, to hug Graham and Sarah, even mom! Mom finally forgave me, at least that's what I think from when she was in the room earlier. Suddenly some footsteps appeared next by and a voice I didn't recognize started speaking.

"Hey, wake up." The female voice urged. I felt shaking besides me and realized that whoever the girl was is currently shaking Luke awake. I heard a soft groan before Luke's gruff voice filled the room. "Bullocks, I fell asleep. Anyways, you're here." I felt a little bit more shuffling as the conversation went on. "Of course I am. How are you babe?" Something stirred inside me when I heard the girl's voice say that, I have no idea what it was though. "I'm okay I guess. How are you?" Was that a kiss sound?? "Please, forget about me. How is Maggie?" She knows me? I don't recognize her voice at all. Right now I wish I can just wake up. It sucks to be able to hear things but not see. "Doctor says she should wake up soon, and that she'll be okay." It went silent for about a minute until the girl spoke up. "There's something else, isn't there?" It went quiet again, and in barely a whisper Luke said, "She's on bloody suicide watch. I heard some doctors talking about it when I arrived." I'm on what now?!

"Suicide watch? You don't think this was an attempted suicide, do you?" The girl asked. No, it wasn't an attempted suicide! Why would the doctors think- oh. Of course with my life people would assume that. "No, I highly doubt that she tried that. You should see how she is with Graham. She smiles so wide and her eyes sparkle. I don't think she'd ever think of leaving Graham, and I'm pissed because when she wakes up some person is going to bombard her with questions. With everything going on at school and outside of school that's the last thing she needs. Maggie is strong, kind hearted. She has her head set on straight and even though she's breaking she keeps fighting. That's why I love her and so help me if people keep trying to push her down I'm going to tell them all to bugger off because even though she's a teen mom her life compared to theirs is so much more." Okay then. I honestly know I shouldn't be saying this but his accent is so cute when he gets mad.

Like really, his voice is just so- wait a second. Did he just say? Oh my God. He loves me.

"Why are you smirking Miranda?" He asked. Miranda? I've heard that name before....

"You just said you loved her Luke, and you really care about her, I can tell. You're right though, the last thing she needs is pressure, and I might seem like a bad best friend for saying this but don't tell her until her life settles down again. Do you think you can do that?" I felt someone grab my hand and squeeze it a little. "Yeah, I'll wait. It's what she needs." Luke said. Something inside me ignited and next thing I know, my hand squeezed Luke's back. "Oh my God." He said. I could feel him shuffling a little. "What, what happened?" Miranda asked. Luke's laugh filled the room and what I assume was his hand started stroking my hair. "H-her hand. I squeezed it and she did it back." I wanted to smile at his excitement but I couldn't move that much yet, hopefully soon though. "Are you sure?" Miranda asked slowly.

"Yes, press that button. Mags, can you hear me?" I squeezed his hand again to let him know I heard him loud and clear. Some footsteps soon entered the room and a deep voice spoke up. "Hi, I'm Dr. Henceforth. What's the matter?"

"She can hear me. Every time I ask her to squeeze my hand she'll do it." There was a hum and a cold hand grabbed my right hand. "Maggie, can you hear me?" I squeezed the doctor's hand as best as I could in response. "That's good, she'll starting to respond. That means her brain is starting to function normally again, sooner than expected too. Looks like she'll be waking up in no time. I'll make the nurses keep a close eye on her just in case she wakes up if you guys aren't here. That way we'll be able to notify you." I felt something heavy and cold on my chest for a few seconds before it left. "Her heart rate seems fine, and there are no signs that her health is critical after the surgery." Surgery? "Alright, I have to check on another patient but make sure to let me know immediately if anything goes wrong. You two have a nice day. Hang in there Maggie." The doctor's footsteps faded away eventually and the room was filled with silence for awhile, until some fussing filled the room. "Miranda, meet Graham, the most cutest baby in the world. Do me a favor, and me his diaper bag. I'm pretty sure he just planted a stink bomb." I could imagine Luke's face as Graham's baby fumes filled the room. Oh god, that smells. What has Sarah been giving my baby?

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-Sarah-

"Do you think Maggie would like this? She's always been obsessed with vintage stuff." I looked up and saw mom holding a compass necklace. It was really beautiful and I knew Maggie would grin when she saw it. I smiled and nodded my head. "Definitely, you should get that." We were at the tiny gift shop they had here at the hospital, looking for something to buy for Maggie. Mom grinned and went to the front desk to buy the necklace along with a box of chocolates. I followed behind her, already holding the gift I bought. It was a John Mayer cd and she's obsessed with the dude. I swear she would marry him if he had ever proposed to her.

"Thank you and have a nice day." I blinked out of my thoughts and followed mom out of the store when the man behind the counter bid us good bye. Mom had a frown on her face and looked pretty out of it as we walked in the direction of Maggie's room. "Are you okay?" I asked. She hummed and looked at me. "Huh? Oh yes, I'm good. Just thinking." I quirked and eyebrow and sighed. "Mom, what's wrong?" She stopped walking and leaned against the nearest wall. "If I wasn't so harsh on her she wouldn't be here right now. It's all my fault for not supporting her. I should have been there for her, but instead I treated her as if she were some piece of trash. I'm such a bad mom!" She started sobbing and tried muffling them by keeping her mouth shut, but that just made it come out like whale sounds, which reminded me of Dory communicating with that whale in Finding Nemo. That was such a beautiful movie.

Anyways, back to the point. I looked around, not knowing what to do. Last time I saw my mom crying like this was when we watched The Best of Me. I bit my lip and hesitantly patted her shoulder. "Er, there now. Don't cry." Then the least expected happen. She cried even more. She cried so much tears that I was convinced she was crying the waterfall scientists use to collect water from and purify it, turning it into Ozarka drinking water. "I n-n-never stood up for her once a-against your d-dad when he w-was being rude t-to her!" A nurse passed by and I sighed in relief. "Excuse me ma'am?" She looked up from the gray binder she was holding and gave me a concerned look when she saw mom sobbing on the floor. "Can you give me a sedative so she can knock out please?" I begged. The nurse raised her eyebrows and shook her head. "I'm sorry, but unless a doctor recommends it I can't inject anything inside her."

I scoffed and placed a hand on my hip. "Oh really? Well I'll be Dr. Foot up your ass if you don't give me something to calm her down this instant." The nurse glared at me and walked off. "Try a hug!" She suggested. I looked at my mom and saw her shaking how much she was sobbing. I walked up to her slowly and knelt down in front of her and wrapping my arms around her. "It's not your fault mom. Maggie wouldn't attempt something like this. She probably hit her head and went unconscious, we'll never know until she wakes up and tells us. Right now though, we have to be inside the room. Luke probably needs help with Graham. Let's go, okay?" Mom sniffles and nodded her head. "Yeah, you're right. Let's go help the boy. He's actually really cute. Maggie should hit that." I widened my eyes and looked at her in shock. "Woah, hold up. One, please don't say that again. I don't want to throw up. Two, Maggie would never. She doesn't want to get attached to anyone right now. It's hard being a teen mom." Mom nodded in understanding and we stood up, walking the rest of the way to the room.

I was shocked to see Luke had company. He was standing and slowly pacing the room with Graham cradled in his arms and a milk bottle in one of his hands, feeding Graham. Awwwwwwwwww. There was a girl sitting on one of the chairs talking to a man, but that man wasn't a stranger to me. He was a man I never expected to be standing in this room right now. A man I never thought would have the guts to step foot in this room right now.

That man was dad.

"What's going on here? Dad, did you forget a work folder or something?" He stopped talking to the girl and looked at me with raised eyebrows. "Sarah, uh no. I didn't forget anything from work. What I did forget though was my responsibility as a father." I widened my eyes and glanced at mom, who looked just as shocked as I was.

"I'm sorry, for not being there like I was supposed to. Maggie never deserved this and she definitely never deserved the way I treated her, and I promise that for now on I'll start being the person you and her need me to be. Especially during the suicide watch, I'll be by her side." I furrowed my eyebrows at his last sentence.

"Suicide watch? What are you talking about?" Luke looked at the girl sitting across dad. "Miranda, let's go outside and let them talk." He suggested. Miranda nodded her head and walked out of the room, Graham and Luke in tow. I turned my attention back at dad, who was frowning. "You haven't heard? They're putting Maggie on suicide watch as soon as she wakes up. She won't be discharged unless the hospital psychiatrist says so." I gasped and looked at Maggie. "That's not right! How do we know if Maggie attempted suicide? They haven't seen her with Graham. They barely know her! Maggie said it herself, she wouldn't change anything in her life if it meant losing Graham. She would never do this to herself!" I turned around and left the room, making my way to the front desk. Luke was following me by then.

"Are you okay?" He asked. I scoffed and shook my head. "No, I'm not okay. They're putting Maggie on suicide watch. Well, they were. There's no way I'm allowing that. They can't just lock her up in here. She would never try that." I made it to the front desk and slammed my hand on it, catching a nurse's attention. "Hey, I need to speak to Dr. Henceforth right now." The nurse nodded and started typing on her computer. Luke pulled me aside, still holding Graham in his other arm.

"Suicide watch usually last seventy-two hours, depending on how her mood is. As long as she doesn't seemed depressed she'll be out in no time." I closed my eyes and shook my head. "She shouldn't even be tested, it's not fair." Graham started fussing and I took him from Luke. "Thanks for watching after him, and for sticking with Maggie. She may deny it but she really does need you."

"I was paged?" I turned around to see Dr. Henceforth, and my anger came back up real quick. "Why are you putting her on suicide watch?!" I pushed him against the desk with one of my arms since I was holding Graham. Dr. Henceforth widened his eyes in surprise and tried speaking, but I cut him off. "You don't even know if it was attempted suicide! She could've slipped, or maybe she passed out by all the stress she's been having! Why is it that every one judges another person without even listening to their story? I'm sick if it! Can't you at least wait until she wakes up to hear her story? Would that be so hard?" Luke placed a hand on my shoulder, but I was so pissed I slapped it off, causing Graham to giggle.

"Suppose I let her explain. What if she lies?" Dr. Henceforth crossed his arms and quirked an eyebrow. I took a few deep breaths before replying. "Suppose you have a patient that is a teen mom. Her parents have treated her like she is trash, people at school throw dirty comments at her, and she hasn't lived the same ever again, but she doesn't care. For her, the only thing she needs is her baby and his love. That's it. She doesn't let anyone break her, and only over her dead body will she break due to anyone else's judgement. The last thing she would ever do is break herself down. My sister isn't a liar Dr. Henceforth. She's just another person in the world fighting her own battle." I shifted Graham on my other hip and walked away, leaving Dr. Henceforth to think. Luke followed behind in silence and stopped walking when I stopped in front of Maggie's door.

Luke's phone started ringing and I let him answer it as I walked inside the room. "This changed to a whole different thing. This isn't just about Maggie anymore. It's also about Graham. We're here for both of them, and right now we need to start by getting rid of those comments at Maggie's school." Mom and dad were staring at me with confusion. "What comments?" Dad asked. I sighed and sat down.

"I'll explain to you everything I know."

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