AN: Before I even START this, I've got to clear something up. The reason I'm writing this is absolutely in no way, shape, or form, trying to harm anyone emotionally. I just wish that the storm chaser Matt Hughes didn't take his own life, and he ends up battling cancer, and defeating it with support from friends, family and a very special fan (That would be me,) and the numbers 5, 14 and 26 have a special significance

Matt Hughes sat in shock, after he received the news that he had stage 2 leukemia. His green eyes just filled with shock, he wondered if he should call his wife, Kenda, with the news. He couldn't even begin to imagine how to tell his sons. He ran a shaky hand through his hair and dialed Kenda's number.

Kenda sighed, hearing her phone go off. Oh it's Matt! He probably got himself in a load of shit, again... she thought idly to herself, soon picking it up, "Matt what the hell did you do now? Get lost in the mall again, or did your GPS commit suicide and you're in the middle of nowhere? I'm kidding, what's wrong?" Matt chuckled at her remarks, and then when she asked what was wrong, he broke down. He wanted to hang up but couldn't. His green eyes filled with tears "I... have leukemia..." he sobbed, He was scared, "What do I do? It's only in a centralized area but I don't know what to do..." he asked, soon holding his head, in somewhat disbelief.

Kenda gasped, a million thoughts ran through her head, she blinked "You'll be okay, right Matt?" She instantly mentally face palmed, 'Yeah he will, he's strong...' she thought "Matt, how are you going to tell our boys? Wait when's your first treatment? Sorry to bombard you with questions... I'm about as scared as you now,"

Matt sighed and began thinking over her questions. Would their sons actually understand the whole chemo/radiation process? His first treatment would be in 5 weeks, and he would have anywhere from 15 to 25 treatments. He sighed, beginning to collect his thoughts. "The boys probably would be relieved to know that I would be alright, the cancer is only in one small area, around the knee, insert corny Skyrim joke here..." He sighed, chuckling.

Kenda rolled her eyes. Typical boy shit, huh? Well then inserting typical girl shit now! She thought "Oh? Since when did you start dating Dovashy?" Kenda laughed, soon mentally dying laughing "In a few years you could say 'Well I USED to have cancer like you, until I took a chemo in the knee', not guaranteeing anyone you would know had cancer." She sighed, wondering how Brandon was, that annoying little shit. His sons were a lot calmer than him, that's for certain

Matt smiled, they talked for a little while longer then he hung up, soon looking at the doctor who was sort of giving him a 'What the hell was the Skyrim crap about?' look, and then chuckled, understanding, "So, um, you pick the date for your first treatment, sir."

Matt thought for a moment, "Ummmm May 26? If that's alright, either that or June 14, both days are good for me I guess. Oh and by the way I hate the formalities" May 26 was the day he was going to attempt suicide. He blinked. Well suicide isn't an option now. He soon sighed as the doctor let him go. He nodded, and went out to his car, soon pulling out his phone and calling Sean.

Jenna Rae Chambers woke up, her light brown hair was messy, but she brushed it behind her ears for the time being. She went out to the kitchen noticing both parents were working "Fuck yeah!" she said, soon getting glared at by her fat brown tabby cat. "What Jack? Want some food?" She asked, soon filling his bowl and then going back to her room to change.

(A/N: I'll slowly begin to introduce more about Jenna in future chapters but for now back to the Matt part. Yes Jenna Rae is a crucial character but not until later. For now I'll just put in Brandon.)

Brandon woke up around 10 that morning, and packed some clothes for a week long storm chase. He sighed, looking at his wife Lexi, "I'll stay safe... You can't lose another boy like you lost Devin..." Devin, their younger son, was hit by a car and pronounced dead at the scene, the driver felt so bad that they killed themselves over it.

Lexi nods, "Alright, I'll have Chase call you before he goes to bed..." She kisses him one last time, and murmured the five words she always did before anything that happened to Brandon "Stay safe. I love you." She let go, and watched him leave.

Matt and Kenda sighed talking about treatment options, and poked fun at each other. "Who knew such a sad thing makes us die laughing? No pun intended..." Kenda smiled.

Matt saw Collin and Hunter's bedroom light on. "Oh crap..." He closed the door, and stood there before Collin came in, "Dad the gig's up, we know your secret... You bought us the Xbox 720!" Collin soon frowned and walked away...

Matt blinked, "Kenda I think they found out, Collin looked pretty scared when he saw us talking." He began to cry, "I'll tell them in the morning..." He wiped his eyes... "I can't do it! I just can't take the risk of having a bad reaction to the chemo..."

Kenda laid a calming hand on Matt's cheek. She kissed his head, soon lying him down, "Get some sleep, maybe then you'll feel a lot better." She sighed, kissing his head as he fell asleep

A/N: Well I hope you enjoyed this! I've worked on it for a few days now. And I've worked through injuries and grieving the loss of 2 greats, Andy Griffith and Alan Poindexter. I dedicate this chapter to them. :(