Okay so when I posted 'Lines Fade/Walls Fall' in my 'Chaotic Relations' story collection, someone suggested in a review that I should do part 2 from Sinead's POV. At that time, part 2 was almost fully written already from Jonah's viewpoint, but the idea appealed to me so I started writing the entire story in Sinead's perspective right away—though I got sidetracked for a while. So it's pretty much the same story but will be extended (as requested!) and have more 'Starling sibling' interaction written in. And of course I'll try my best to make it distinct. I hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: Science and Medicine were my weakest points in school, so I'm a little hesitant to post this. I did do some research on this though and have had family members with brain tumors/diseases/etc. but still may not write so accurately on this subject. Please forgive any errors and/or correct me in a review or PM.

Daniel Cahill was going to get it.

The thought raced through Sinead's mind like a bomb on the brink of explosion, even as she calmly stepped into the kitchen of Grace's mansion, located near the outskirts of Boston.

The little brat was sitting there, innocently looking back at her, Amy sitting next to him and Nellie placing the final dish on the table.

Putting a smile on her face, she greeted them like nothing was amiss, and like half of her wardrobe wasn't ruined.

Okay, so 'half' was a little exaggerated. It was only a few items. And if Sinead was being honest with herself, they weren't clothes she normally wore. But still, Dan could have at least asked her if he could use them for his dang experiment first.

"What's up Sinead?" Nellie said happily, having no idea what was going through the redhead's mind. "Are you ready to try my new Italian dish? It's loaded with seasonings and a new sauce I created. You guys are going to dig it!"

"Sounds great Nellie!" Dan answered, turning his gaze from Sinead to the enthused chef.

"It smells great too." Amy commented, but she frowned at her cousin. "Are you okay Sinead?"

"Perfectly fine." She lied. "You should ask your brother that question though."

Amy started to do so, but Sinead's cell phone rang, cutting her off.

She frowned at it, wondering why her mom was calling her. She had just talked to her that morning, and while she kept in contact with her parents, normally it wasn't this soon.

She probably forgot to tell me something. Or maybe she needs something from me.

"It's my mom. I'll be back," She told the three as she left the room.

"Dan, what did you do now?" Amy's voice could faintly be heard as Sinead answered her phone.

"Hey mom."

"Hi honey."

Immediately Sinead could hear a note of anxiety in her mom's voice.

"Is everything alright?"

She heard her mom take a deep breath, and Sinead's worry grew. Her mom never let on to stress, even if it was something worth the emotion.

"It's Ned. We just admitted him to the hospital here."

"Hospital?"

She echoed the word more out of dread than anything else; her mother's words had been clear enough.

"Yes." Another deep breath could be heard over the line before she gave the details.

Sinead listened carefully, her heart sinking further and further as her mom explained that Ned's headaches had been getting gradually worse over the last few days.

"He kept saying he didn't need to go to his doctor, but Ted found him passed out at their flat an hour ago so we rushed him here."

"Why are you just now calling me?" Sinead asked, her voice barely coming out through her suddenly tight throat.

She was trying not to panic, she didn't do things like that after all. But when it came to her brothers, she wasn't as in control of her emotions as she would like to be.

"Sorry honey, I thought about it but getting Ned to the hospital was the primary concern. Plus I didn't want to worry you unnecessarily and-"

"It's fine. I just…" Sinead put her hand to her forehead, trying to rub the pounding away.

He'll be okay. They'll fix whatever it is and he'll be fine.

"How is he now?" she asked, changing routes. There was no point in getting upset with her mom; she already sounded like she was having a bad time.

"I don't know. The doctor hasn't came back. I called you as soon as they took him in emergency."

"Alright. I'll be there as soon as I can," Sinead promised. "Let me fill in everyone here and pack a bag real quick."

Her mom's voice shifted slightly from upset to practical. "Are you planning to drive? It may not be a good idea while you're upset."

"I'll be fine. I don't want to wait on a flight when I can get there in two and a half hours."

"Maybe you should see if someone there can come with you."

"I'll ask," Sinead said, but already was brushing the idea away. While she didn't care if the Cahill's came with her, she knew that she could drive just fine. Already, a calm washed over her as determination settled in. Ned would be okay, and she would be there soon anyways to make sure that he was.

She ended up flying after all. When she had went back into the kitchen to inform the others, not only did Amy remind her that they had a connection at the airport that would probably ensure a quick flight, but she and Dan had also insisted on going with her. Nellie wanted to, but had a major on-campus test that evening.

"I'll join you as soon as I can," the girl had promised. "I'll drive tonight if he's still not better."

Sinead, though willing to go alone, was touched by their support. Forty minutes later—after a mad dash to pack and get to the airport—they were boarding a plane that would get them to Oak Bluffs a lot sooner.

"How are you holding up?" Amy asked, once they settled into their seats.

She shrugged, not wanting to talk about it. But she answered, "I'm okay."

Her friend was silent after that, but she reached over and squeezed Sinead's hand, a gesture that was appreciated.

It did trigger another thought though, one that was so sudden that Sinead visibly flinched. Glancing over at Amy and seeing that her action wasn't noticed, she let herself relax, pushing the unwanted thought away.

I wish he was here too.

It was hard at first, but she managed. Amy and Dan inquired about the latest information she had received on her brother's condition once they were in the air, and that helped.

"What did you mom's text say? The one you got when we were boarding?" Amy asked.

"They doing the MRI now, and some other test, but Ned's stable. He has a headache still but they're keeping him monitored."

"So the doctors have no idea what it could be?"

"Not yet," Sinead answered Dan's question calmly, though on the inside she was worried over that fact. "But it might just be a minor infection or something that can be easily cured."

The boy nodded, and they all fell into silence again.

After what seemed like hours, they were walking into the hospital at Oak Bluffs. Sinead had stayed collected up until this point, but seeing the worried face of Ted right as they exited the elevator almost made her lose it.

He rushed over and pulled her into a hug as soon as he saw her. The move scared her more than anything, and she barely managed to get out "how is he? Is there any more news?" as she was crushed against him.

"He's the same. I'm just so glad you're here now. It was awful Sinead."

Her heart sank as she recalled that Ted had been the one to find Ned passed out, and she squeezed him back tightly.

It was silent for a moment, then she heard her mom's voice greet Dan and Amy. She had met them a few times before so Sinead felt comfortable leaving them to talk to her, and pulled back to ask Ted in a low voice, "How are you? Be honest with me."

Her brother shrugged weakly, his eyes holding the same worry that Sinead had felt since she heard the news, but he didn't say anything.

Pursing her lips, she scanned him over quickly with her eyes, then let out a sigh. "I'm sorry I wasn't there. I know I couldn't help it but I'm still sorry you all had to go through it alone."

Ted shook his head, his eyes softening, "Don't worry about it sis. You're here now. Do you want to see him?"

"Of course," she answered immediately. Looking around the room and noticing that her dad wasn't there, she inquired about him.

"He's with Ned now. But you can go back there too; the nurses are easy-going here."

Sinead nodded, feeling a little better over that news. He couldn't be too fatal if they were allowing visitors, right?

Her mother approaching broke into her thoughts, and Sinead took the remaining steps to meet her. What she saw made her heart sink. Her mom—normally the strong one of the family—had red-rimmed eyes and an almost bleak look to her face. A smile was plastered across her features in an attempt to hide it, but Sinead could see the panic lurking behind her eyes.

"I'm so glad you're here," she echoed Ted, also pulling Sinead into a hug.

Sinead normally wasn't the touchy-feely type, but her family was the exception. She returned it, then turned to Amy and Dan, who were still standing to the side.

"I'm going in to see Ned."

They nodded, and as Ted directed her to the right hallway, she heard her mom offer the Cahill siblings a snack. Her focus turned to Ned though, and she braced herself before entering the room.

The first thing she noticed was that he was hooked up to all sorts of things. It was to be expected, but still disconcerting. The second thing she took in was the sound of voices. They ceased though once the occupants of the room took sight of her.

Both her dad and Ned's faces broke out into a grin, and she relaxed slightly.

"Hey," she muttered, not sure how loud to be.

Her dad stood and greeted her, whispering "he's in good spirits" into her ear while doing so.

Still, as she sat in the chair closest to the bed, she did the whole 'scanning' thing to him that she had done to Ted.

Ned either didn't notice, or didn't care, launching right in with, "Sinead, thanks for coming, though I hate all of this cutting into your schoolwork. It may not even be that bad."

Rolling her eyes, she replied, "I don't think fainting is anything to sneeze over. And don't worry about school, I can catch up."

She waved her hand nonchalantly as she sad the words, but her eyes were still checking out all of the tubes he was hooked up to. She wanted to ask him what they all were—she recognized some but not all—but refrained. He needed her to keep the light atmosphere up.

"What were you guys talking about?" she asked, and almost regretted the question as they resumed their discussion regarding the latest Star Wars movie. She liked the movie, but disagreed with them that the characters played their roles well.

Sinead eventually joined in though, almost forgetting where they were as they pulled her into a debate. But a nurse stepped in, bringing her right back down to reality. Ned greeted her cheerfully, but Sinead picked up on a glint of apprehension in his eye.

"The doctor will be in shortly. I just need to check on something here." the dark-haired nurse explained, reaching for one of the tubes.

"What are you checking?" Sinead inquired, watching her every move.

You never knew about these places, and if they were pumping medicine into him, she wanted to know what kinds they were.

"Right now I'm checking his Gentamicin, the medicine that fights against bacterial infection. Then I'm going to give him another dose of Candesartan that regulates his—"

"Heart," Sinead finished for her, frowning as she voiced the word. "What's wrong with his heart?"

The nurse raised an eyebrow, but looked more impressed than annoyed over the interruption. "It's just to regulate it after running those tests. Plus with the fainting ordeal, the doctor wanted to give him some. Nothing to worry over."

At Sinead's slow nod, the nurse went on. "I'm also going to make sure his vitals are okay."

The Ekat nodded again, but made a mental note of the medicine she didn't recognize so she could go check it out later.

"Relax," her dad spoke up and said, once the nurse exited, "They're taking good care of him."

"It doesn't hurt to check," Sinead retorted, and caught the look that was exchanged between him and Ned. It didn't bother her though. It was a fond look, one that said 'we think she's overreacting but we're also proud of her for the research we know she's going to do'.

They've always been like that, her family. Through all of her research for her brothers, and even before the explosion at Franklin Institute, they had cheered her on. Of course, she had done the same for Ned and Ted. But with the issues that stemmed from the Clue hunt, she felt the weight of their health on her shoulders more.

Finally, when Ned looked like he was about to fall asleep on them, she and her dad left. Once they were in the privacy of the hallway, Sinead started to ask her dad how her mom was. But his words halted her.

"I'm so glad you're here honey," he said, sounding like he was going to choke. "It just makes me feel better."

Sinead was about to inquire why, but he answered that one too, stating proudly, "Like back in the room, you already knew what that one medicine was. And you're always so calm and in control. Thanks for being so strong."

She smiled weakly at her dad, not feeling strong, but a warmth did overtake her at his faith in her. It didn't last long though, as soon as they got to the waiting room, Sinead knew that her mom had been crying.

When she locked eyes with Sinead though, her green eyes brightened. "What do you think? Did he seem okay to you?"

"It appears that he's being taken good care of," she said vaguely, but it worked. Her mom's shoulders sank in relief at her words, and she didn't even ask her husband for confirmation.

It was then—as the group launched into a discussion about a vending machine not working—that Sinead realized something, it was up to her to be the strong one now. Her family had always been her pillar, and now, they were the ones who needed a pillar of support. Her parents and Ted not only seemed to really be shook up, but also seemed to be relying on her, and she would do everything she could to ease their load.

A feeling of strength came over her, from somewhere deep inside, and she grasped onto it. Whatever happened, she wouldn't—no couldn't—let them down.

So the first chapter is a little short, but there is more to follow, I promise! This will probably be a 4-6 chapter story, depending on where I go with it.