This story is respectfully inspired by "You Could Be Anywhere" by Butterfly Bandage, which is one of my favorite fanfics in the world. This is a very short chapter, but I just wanted to get this story out there. If I know people are reading it, it might motivate me to finish :)

Watching a movie with Carlos Garcia, especially one rated above PG always took way longer than it was supposed to. More often than not Carlos would cry out for you to hit 'pause' so he could reload his bucket of popcorn or so you could explain to him what something meant. So far they'd managed to get through most of the movie they were watching without an interruption from Carlos, but James knew that look on his face.

The Latino's hand, filled with popcorn, was halfway to his mouth when he frowned at the TV screen. It was an action movie and the hero had been badly injured. "What's a coma?" He mused out loud.

James groaned and reached for the remote control. "You know what a coma is!"

"But what does it mean? What is it?" the smaller boy persisted. Everyone turned to Logan for help.

Logan sighed as if he was put out by having to explain but everyone knew that secretly he was thrilled to share his knowledge. The young future doctor constantly read medical journals and studied so much that all of the boys knew he was going to be an amazing doctor one day.

Logan sat straight up, cleared his throat and turned toward Carlos. "A coma is a deep state of unconsciousness usually caused by severe trauma to the brain. There are varying degrees of a coma which are measured on a scale and then given a score." He said matter-of-factly.

"A score? Like in a hockey game?" Carlos wrinkled his forehead. "What kind of degrees?"

"Well, sometimes the person can respond to voices or simple commands, even though they can't wake up. Sometimes they don't give a response at all."

Carlos took a minute to think about this. "It's like they're trapped," he decided. "Like they're in there somewhere and you just have to find them and pull them out."

Logan nodded slowly. "I guess it is kind of like that. Only sometimes people don't ever wake up."

Carlos frowned at that new information. "Those people are REALLY lost in there," he sighed, popping the handful of popcorn into his mouth and turning back to the movie, which James quickly un-paused before Carlos could speak again.