AN: I have been on a new story roll! I have two more new stories plan, one is a sequel to Long Road Home. I just hope I can keep up with all of this! lol. I know I have a lot of breaks between scenes but I have no clue how else to do this first chapter. The girl is named Verena after a friend at FanForum. Enjoy and Review =)

She took the keys off the table and ran out. She never stole a car before, there was a certain rush to it. She slammed the car door and put a tight grip on the steering wheel. She adjusted the mirror and looked back at the office door. She pictured her horrible life just vanishing away as she placed her foot on the gas petal. Fifteen and a half years of being bounced around from foster parent to foster parent were finally going to end. "You can do this Verena. All you need in life is yourself, just drive off." She thought to herself. She grabbed the locket and crumbled piece of paper from her pocket. It was a poem that she was given at birth, the only thing she had from her birth parents. She set off to figure out who her real parents were or at least meet the man who wrote such beautiful words. She didn't care about her mother, just about her dad, she somehow felt that he would of loved her more. She was taking charge of her life, as she closed her eyes and took once last breath she put the car in reverse and left the parking lot.

"Jenny!"

"Dan!" Jenny ran up to hug her brother.

"And I didn't think you would show."

"Hey, I give to charity all the time." Jenny replied in a self assured tone.

"It's a blood drive Jenn, not Mother Theresa good will-athon."

"Listen, dad started this a few years back, it's like tradition."

"A tradition where you get poked and prodded with needles, sweet." Dan sarcastically scoffed.

"So, where's Serena?"

"She had some mommy and me class to register for after she went shopping with Lily. She's only three months pregnant, I don't see the rush."

Jenny slapped Dan's arm and made a face, but she was right, Rufus had made it a point that the Humphrey's should try and give back on their own without Lily's help. He felt that they had to make their own mark, giving blood wasn't anything heroic, but it was something. Just as they went to sit a stretcher came zooming pass them. It knocked Jenny right into Dan.

"Hey! Watch it buddy." Dan yelled.

The paramedics ignored them and started working on the girl. A female nurse started pushing her hands with a rhythm against her chest trying to get the girl to breathe. There were towels soaked in blood and clothes were almost torn completely. The doctor took his flashlight out and put it against her pupils.

"We need consent to do this surgery, but she has phone or wallet to indicate who she is."

"She'll die without it." A medic replied.

"She needs blood, lets get her stable." The doctor wiped his forehead and searched the crowd fro an answer. "Who here is O negative?" He screamed with determination in his voice.

Jenny raised Dan's hand. "He is!"

"Jen, what the hell?"

"Help her." Jenny looked at Dan with a puppy dog look. She wanted Dan to do something.

Dan looked over at the young girl just laying there. He felt this need to help her, like he was her only chance. He went over to the doctors and said he'd help her. He'd give as much blood as he could. The doctor said he found an id match to the girl and that the girl was in foster care and no one would claim her if anything happened. Dan begged the doctors to do the surgery and that he would take responsibility if anything happened. He didn't know why he felt this way, he just saw a girl begging to be saved.

He sat in the waiting room for an hour, pacing back and forth for a girl he saw for two minutes. Two minutes was all it took for Dan to be completely taken over by a fifteen year old girl who may not make it out of surgery. A doctor finally came over to Dan and addressed the problem. He said the girl made it out of surgery but she wasn't out of the clear yet. She had some complications and doctors would have to check in on her periodically. He told Dan that taking in a fifteen year old would be tricky and asked him if he was sure he knew what he was doing. Dan nodded and made his way into the girl's room.

"Hi, my name is Dan Humphrey."

"So, you're the guy who gave me blood?"

"Well, I did more than that I guess."

"You want a medal for saving me? Just leave!" The girl cowered under the covers.

"I can't do that. When you get released, you'll will be in my care."

"Oh great, another foster wannabe dad. I've had plenty to last me."

"Why so harsh?"

"Try being given up at birth, hearing you're parents didn't want you. I've had six families that didn't work out, and you look like Mr. Moneybags. I don't wanna be charity."

"Wow. I came from Brooklyn and had nothing. My dad married his old girlfriend who became rich off other guys, and I never see my mom. If anything, we're more alike than you think."

"Still, you have a family who gives a shit about you. What do I have?"

"Well me, if you let me. See I have a wife and a kid on the way..."

"Even more of a reason to wash your hands clean. Look, thanks for the blood...."

"But I care."

"Why? I need to know why this random dude cares about a foster kid."

"Cause, when I was your age I needed saving too. That's what me and my wife did, we saved each other."

"Oh wonderful, you're the freaking Brady Bunch!"

"You're sarcastic, I like that. So, do I get a name out of you?"

"Yea, it's Verena."

"That's beautiful. Sounds like my wife's name Serena."

"What makes you think she'll let me in her home?"

"Well, it's my home too, I'll take the consequences."

Verena stared at Dan. Here was this total stranger who actually gave a damn if she pulled through. She pushed away a strand of her dirty blonde hair. She didn't want him to see her like this. She'd maintain her bitchy attitude, cause this guy, was too good to be true.