He said that was fine, but thought it was odd that she wouldnt. The next morning Logan took Jackson to the house.

His family said they hadn't seen her all night, so he called *ring*

He frowned and put his phone down, His car was totaled, he couldnt walk, she wouldnt pick up....and he was worryed for the love of his life.

He paced anxiously,..well..as best as he could. "Settle down she proabley just hainging at the beach or walking around"!! Jackson knew this...he just wantted to see her.

He sat on the porch hoping she would return soon and he would be waiting.

He sat waiting, anxious...he called again;

He could see her and stood slowly, leaning on the on crutch he still neede cause his ankel was all messed up.

He smiled at her "Hey there" he mumbeled warm and happy.

"How was your night!?..mine was cold...hospitals are cold..and those bed are terriable...But im spoiled and I know it"!1 He laughed deeply, his warm hear at its perrkyest.

He laughed and took her lose hand with his no crutch holding one. "Missed ya though...Hospitals are also lonely...

He smiled sheepishy, not quite noticeing, he was busy looking at her eyes, "And maybe I was wrong"!?

He pulled her lightly forward and kissed her lips

He chuckeled lightly. "Im fie..im not bleeding and im breathing...I have you what more can i ask for"!?

He put his good arm around her waste, takeing in her sweet sent and feeling completly at ease.

"Do you know when the wedding is" He asked curiously.

He bit his lip "Yeah just makeing sure...cause ya know...Just..makeing sure". He loooked around a bit.

He followed he though he leaned on the kitchen counter, not feeling like sitting.

Jackson noticed it and frowned, why was it there!? maybe she didnt like wearing it while sleeping!? It could prove oncomfortable.....maybe.

He just stiared at it, shineing and clear pure crystal....He looked up ather, coudnt see her face...Was...she...sleeping, was this a message that he was doing something wrong!/ But what...what am I doing wrong!?

He sitts on the counter, as not to hlod himself on a crutch, holding the ring. a tear slips from eye....what did he hace to do...to prove...that she was perfect for him!? He tryed...he would never stop try long after he proved it..but for now..he still hadn't proved his love for her. His words, his topuch, the things he dose...they ways he hurts now...did that mean nothing to her!?

He opened his hend showing the ring inhis palm then looked her dead in the eyes, with his pleading and tear filled "what do you want from me"? He whispered pleadingly.

He looked at her and shook his head "I know im doing something wrong...I just dont know what...You allways look so sad..and...I just want you to be happy"!!

He sighed and looked at her :"Really" he whispered.

He felt better, reassured "Love you" he muttered sheepishly.

He smiled a bit and muttered "i got a call from our boy..sssss....last night" he laughed.