Part two? Kinda short, but I'm tired, so deal with it.

On his way to the phone, Steve was praying.
“God, I know I haven't really talked to you in a long time. I guess I'm sorry for that. But if this is your way of trying to bring me back, I don't like it. In fact, it may even push me away. Hurting the person that means the most in the world to me is not going to make me start going to church or anything again. Just... whatever you do... please help Kate to get better. Please...”
Then he, too, felt a tear make its way down his face.

Ten minutes later, Steve made his way back to where Haley was waiting for him. As he plopped down next to her, she asked about her parents, who were on a cruise at the time.
“Did you talk to them?”
“Yeah, they’re getting off the boat at the next stop and catching the soonest flight home.”
“How did they take the news?” Haley asked, even though she knew what their responses would have been.
“Well... your mom started crying and had to give the phone to your dad. He didn’t have much emotion in his voice, mostly from shock or something, I guess.” As he looked at her, she knew what his next question was, just by the look on his face. “And how are you doing, Haley? Seriously... how are you?”
Haley was tempted to lose it there and then, but she couldn’t let herself. Her restrained response was, “Bad,” and he didn’t push her any further. She then scooted closer so she could lay her head on his shoulder. As he put his arm around her and began to play with her hair, he had to fight the tears that wanted to come. He knew she was having to do the same.