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One Month Later...

Hope. It's a four-letter word. It has one syllable. It has many meanings. It can be a name. It can be something people hold on to. It means much more if you dig deep. Hope also means not giving up. It means keep your head high and show people you never give up. You hold onto it for as long as you need. It's not simple but it's also not hard. Everyone had hope for Avalon Alison Cavanaugh.

It had been one month since her accident, and she hadn't woken up from her coma. People had thought about giving up hope for her but others kept there's up. Toby Cavanaugh was the one who had the most hope for his daughter. If only he had known that truck was coming he would've saved her. He would've warned her. Now it was his fault for it. It was his fault she was in a coma. His fault for everything that had happened.

Toby looked through the glass window at his daughter's still figure. He placed one hand on the glass and let the other one rest in his pocket. He could hear the faint beeping of the monitors and the breathing noise that the ventilator made. He closed his eyes and let his head rest against the cold glass. He ignored the person who came up next to him and stared at Avalon through the glass too. Toby flinched when he felt the all to familiar hand rest on top of his that was on the glass. Electric sparks shooting up.

"She's Avalon Alison Cavanaugh, she'll make it," the raspy voice said gently.

Toby nodded keeping his eyes closed. "I just feel like this is all my fault."

She squeezed his hand. "No, it's not your fault."

"It sure does feel like it," he said looking at her with his Caribbean blue eyes.

She smiled. A small tear fell on her face. "If it's anyone's fault, it's that stupid truck driver."

"I know, but I should have saved her, or at least ran into the street faster to help her."

"Hey, don't blame yourself for this. Everyone here hates it when you put yourself down like this."

"Spencer?"

"Yes Toby?"

"The doctor said that she might have temporary amnesia and that she might not remember anything that happened before she got hit. What if she forgets about you being her mom? Are you going to tell her?" Toby asked.

"If she does, then she'll figure it out. She's done it once, she can do it again," Spencer said chuckling lightly.

Toby nodded and gave a week smile. "How's the wedding plans going?"

"Good, but I don't know if I'm ready for all of this to change," Spencer admitted.

"For what to change?" Toby asked.

"Being a non-married woman. Plus, everything that's going on is just so suffocating, and adding Wren to the mix." She shook her head and looked at Avalon. "I just think right now isn't the right time," she explained.

Toby nodded.

Spencer hadn't lost hope either. She still had hope that Avalon would wake up. She had Hope for Toby and her to be together again. She missed him, but as much as she liked Wren Toby would always be her first love. She still cared for him. She never gave up her hope for them and Avalon being an actual family again. Hope right now was her only friend and companion.

She smiled at him and kissed his cheek before walking away. Toby looked at her and felt her ghostly presence next to him. He let a small tear trickle down his cheek. He watched as Hanna came out from the doctor's office. She saw him and walked towards him, enveloping him into a hug.

"They said she's doing fine," Hanna said.

"Thank God," Toby mumbled.

Hannah could tell that Toby was studying Avalons heart rate, she knew Was un-easy.
Everyone was, but everyone made sure to keep each other positive and to hold onto hope.