Kellie opened her eyes. She was in the hospital.

"It's about time you woke up," Sonny said, "Are you okay?"

"I…" Kellie started to say and stopped.

"What is it?" Sonny asked.

"I was on a beach. Mom was there," Kellie said, still slightly groggy from the anesthesia,"I drew pictures in the sand with my daughter. It was all so bizarre. I'd swear it was real."

"Maybe God figured he owed you something," Sonny said, "Kristina's here. She's out in the hall, waiting to see you. I said she could see you as soon as you woke up. She had to have stitches for a cut she got when the guard tried to kidnap her."

"Bring her in," Kellie said. Sonny left and came back in with Kristina.

"Kellie," Kristina said, "You have an owie. I want to see the band-aid."

"It's big piece of white cloth," Kellie said, "I see they gave you neon pink thread for your stitches. Way cooler than white."

"Where's your daughter?" Kristina asked, "I want to draw pictures in the sand with her too."

"She died a long time ago," Kellie said.

"Does it make you sad?" Kristina asked.

"A little," Kellie said, "But she's in a place where hurt doesn't exist and she's happy all the time. That's all that really matters."

"Enough with the twenty questions," Sonny said, "Your sister needs her rest. Besides, your mom and Ric are ready to take you home."

"Bye Kellie," Kristina said, waving,as she left with Sonny.

Sonny came back and found the hospital room empty.

"Max, Jason," he yelled storming into the halls, "Kellie left. Get every man we have available to find her."

"Papa Godfather, you won't find her," Luke said, "Slinger bolted town just like she promised she would."

"She's hurt again. She needs her rest," Sonny yelled.

"Slinger's tough. She'll be fine," Luke said, "Don't worry. I have feeling she'll be back. She needs time to herself; not you breathing down her neck."

"Jason track Kellie down," Sonny yelled, "I want to know she's safe."