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Chapter Nine

Harrison and Davies made it to the hospital in a relatively quick time. Given that they were in suburban Los Angeles, it was almost miraculous how they were able to get to the hospital in under an hour. However, none of it mattered. Harrison rushed out of the rental car and into the hospital. He had to see his sister. Basically, Tru was the only thing he had to a family. His mother had passed away, his father was absent, and his other sister was in and out of rehab. This had to be it.

"Tru Davies," he told the nurse at the triage desk. "I'm looking for Tru Davies. Someone said she was brought in here."

The nurse nodded as she motioned for Harrison to follow her. "Are you a family member?" she asked as she stood near the entrance to the emergency room.

Harrison nodded. "Yeah, she's my sister," he said. "I have ID if you want to double check."

The nurse shook her head. "No, I believe you," she said as she led Harrison down the hallway.

"Are you Harrison?" Anya asked as she saw some man enter the room. He had been led in there by a nurse, so she presumed it was Harrison. She did not know who else it could be.

"Woah," Harrison said. "Are you the dead girl?"

Anya groaned. "Will everyone please stop calling me that? I'm alive as you can plainly see." She glanced back at Tru. "Although, I am alive because of your sister." She handed Harrison a bouquet of flowers. "These are for her from us," she said plainly. "A small token of our appreciation."

"Make sure she knows how grateful we are," Xander added. "But we won't waste anymore of your time. We know you will probably want to be alone when she wakes up."

Harrison scratched his head. "Wait, do you have a pen so I can write all of this down?" he asked.

Anya chuckled. "Just tell your sister I said thanks," she said. "And I mean it. She really made a difference." She sighed. "Understatement of the year."

"And her bill's already been covered," Xander added. He smiled as he wrapped a protective arm around Anya. He had almost lost her once two years ago. Now that he had her again, he was not going to let her go. Ever. The two of them were going to make their relationship work. They had to.

"It was nice meeting you," Anya said as she shook Harrison's hand. "Your sister's a saint."

Harrison shrugged. "Yeah, I know."