"Lynn watch out!" Lincoln called out before he was stabbed, thus saving his sister. Nothing but shock and agony surrounded Lynn's face as Lincoln lied there on the street unconscious.

Even after a peaceful night sleep, the young jock still could not take her mind off of what happened the other night. Redness still surrounded her eyes. The more she thought about it, the more the image played in her head like hitting the rewind button. In the morning, she cleaned her face with as much water as she could. She did not feel like her usual energetic self as she was in the morning.

When she opened the mirror she went to get some mouthwash. As she closed the mirror door, she caught a glimpse of the masked attacker in her sight. Without blinking she turned and grabbed her foe, pinning him to the wall, only to reveal Lucy. Lucy stood unfazed by this.

"I sense a bit of hostility inside of you." Lucy pointed out.

Lynn let go of the Goth girl and stepped out of the bathroom, "Sorry Lucy but I'm fine." She didn't show it, but she was still a bit traumatized from yesterday, no matter how much she tried to shake it.

When she was proceeding down the stairs, she heard bickering among the twins room. She became curious as she checked it out. Knowing the twins fight more than anyone, it's amazing that they don't have their own army. As usual, Lana and Lola were fighting over possessions again. This was very typical of them as Lynn took a sign and stepped in.

This was usually Lincoln's territory, but she decided to step in since he was not here.

"What's wrong you two?" Lynn asked.

"Lana won't let me use the crayons so I can keep working on my card for Lincoln." Lola told Lynn.

"Yeah, well I need to work on a project as well." Lana argued back.

Lola exclaimed, "Knowing you, you'd probably just eat them like you ate paste."

Lana shot back, "Hey, paste can be good sometime."

Lynn rushed back to her room and got an extra pair, "Here, I had these crayons since I was little, so knock yourself out."

"Thanks sis." This had seize the twins fighting.

Lynn soon caught sight of the rocker and the comedian in their room. Luna pondered lyric by lyric of song to sing. While Luan on the other hand tried to come up with new material. No doubt the two of them were very much concerned about Lincoln sake as much as she was. So both of them were determined to make their little brother happy.

"Bro please get better as I write you this letter…" Luna demonstrated her song. "Nah, that's not good." She said to herself as she crumbled her piece of paper.

"What do you think of this?" Luan asked. "Pull yourself together Lincoln, don't be in vain, get it?"

Luna took a groan, "Really dude?"

"Lincoln is truly going to like this 'Get Well' card I made." Leni had presented. "I just hope it makes him well."

"Leni, that's mom and dad old anniversary card." Lori corrected her dim sister.

"Oh, no wonder why it looked so familiar."

"Preparing for another nuclear invention Lisa?" Lynn asked the resident genius.

"Negative, I'm preparing a possible medicine to help Lincoln get back on his feet. Of course it's in the experimental stage of development." Lisa had avowed.

"No offends Lisa, but I don't think Lincoln needs untested experiments right now."

Lisa declared as she continued to think, "Your right, I need to add more vile and perhaps more herbs."

Lynn shook her head in disbelief. She was the first to head out the door. "Hey Lynn, we're going visit Lincoln again, you coming? Leni asked.

Still slackened and not facing the others, Lynn replied with, "I will later Leni, right now I got practice today after school."

"Um okay whatever you say."


The next day, Lincoln continued to lie in the hospital bed, still recovering after surgery, flipping through channels. It seem like hospital left was not all that bad. On the bright side about being in the hospital was being able to miss school for a couple of days. Another bright point was having TV time to himself rather than fighting over the TV with his siblings. There he was able to catch up on the latest episode of ARGGH! And since hospital channels were limited he was very fortunate enough to find one.

It was just him, the bed, his meal and the TV throughout the day. But it did not mean he would get lonely without his chaotic siblings, something he was used to by now. When the episode had ended, a knock came on his door. He shouted come in.

"Hey Lincoln." Lincoln best friend and his two dads greeted him.

"Hey Clyde," Lincoln greeted back.

"Your sisters told me what happened no wonder why I didn't see you at school the other day, are you alright buddy?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"I can only imagine how painful it must have been." Clyde reached into his backpack. "By the way, I stopped by your house and picked up your Ace Savvy comics, figured you'd be bored at the hospital by yourself."

"Thanks Clyde, but it really isn't that bad."

"I'm glad to see you're taking it well; I wish I could say the same for your sister Lynn."

"What do you mean?"

"I said hi to her this morning, and she just ignored and pushed me like I did something wrong."

"Give her some space, she's probably taking it more personally than anybody else."

"I don't blame you man, it's got to be hard for her knowing that she failed to protect you."

Lincoln shook his head. "Look, I don't hold anything against her, accidents happen."

"I don't know Lincoln, I think she feels more responsible then anyone else."

After a few knocks, the loud sisters (minus Lynn Jr.) burst in Lincoln's room in typical loud fashion, visiting him for the second down. Meddling as they may have been, he was always glad to see his caring sisters. Once again, Clyde was a standstill over the sight of the older sister. Brain and body went on overload as he fainted over the sight of Lori. The nurse came in and noticed the fainted boy.

"Is he…?" The nurse inquired.

"Don't worry, he'll be fine, and no there is nothing wrong with him." Lincoln assured the nurse. "Hey guys, where is mom and dad?"

Lori answered, "They're at work right now, so we came to visit in their place."

Lana hopped on Lincoln's bed and pulled out a meal from her front pocket. Lola did the same as she present Lincoln was a card she made. "Hey Lincoln, I managed to smuggled your favorite sandwich in the hospital for you."

Lincoln smiled as he accepted the gifts, "Thanks Lana. And the card is really lovely Lola."

"Well, you'd expect anything less from a pageant queen?" Lola clipped.

Leni handed Lincoln a sack lunch, "I also made you something as well Lincoln. I know you must be finished."

Lisa corrected her older sister, "That's famished Leni."

Luna then stepped in with her walkman, "Here some tunes for you bro, so you won't be bored here. You can use it until you're released."

"Thanks a lot Luna."

"How are you Lincoln?" Lucy crept on the boy, causing him to shriek.

"I'm great Lucy." Lincoln said.

"I'm conducting a practice funeral, do you think one of these patients would let me."

"Not according to hospital regulations Lucy."

"Sigh." Lucy said loudly.

When another patient made it into the room, all bandaged up, Luan asked. "So what happened to him?"

"He suffered a bear attack." The nurse answered.

"Well I guess that must have been an 'unbearable' situation, get it?" Luan joked with a wink. Neither the nurse or the patient, nor the sisters was amused by her bland humor. "What, too soon?"

Lincoln then noticed the doctor's coat and red nose on his sister, "Luan, why are you dressed like that?"

"Because Dr. Smiles is here to lighten up the mood. Research had shown that laughter is the best medicine, and who'd best to give it then yours truly."

"Inaccurate study and inaccurate situation from a foolish media, Further research has proven that giggles within the body organs does not help fight varies diseases or broken bones, so forth." Lisa pulled out some papers in her tiny backpack. "Putting my explanation aside, Mrs. Johnson told me to deliver you your daily homework and she even expresses her grave worry on your well being."

"Thanks Lisa, looks like I'll be busy while I'm here." Lincoln grimaced looking at the packet of papers.

Lincoln looked around to find one Loud short, so he decided to ask. "Hey where is Lynn?"

"She said she had practice and she would visit you later." Leni recalled. Somehow

Lincoln had his doubts with the behavior she had shown lately. "Well, I just hope she's alright."


"Sorry Loud, practice has been canceled for the rest of the week." The couch had informed Lynn.

"Why is that?" Lynn inquired as if she bothered to ask. "The finals are a week from now."

"Because of what happened last night, not mention orders from the police until this matter is fully investigated. And parents are even starting to get cautions."

"I'm fine couch; I can handle myself, besides they weren't the ones attacked."

"I know you can, but we're just being safe. You never know when those attackers are going to strike next."

Disappointed over the cancel of practice, she decided to do some investigating of her own. She hoped to find the people who did this before the cops did; otherwise, they would just deny everything. She started to the point at where it first happened. From the empty field, she retraced the steps of the opposite team. And from what was said from her couch, the team was still in town and has not left yet. They were practicing for the next big game.

One way or another, she intended to confront them as she held her wooden bat. And what would happen will be up to her. Her couch told her what field they were practicing in after she had told him that she was going to give them her condolences. At the park, she watched the other team practice freely, looking for the right guy as she gripped her bat.

Her muscles tense as she tried to hold herself back as much as possible. From the team of players, it could have been anyone. With the investigation going on, she could not afford to be reckless. And it's not like she was going to read their voices one by one. She then discovered police leaving the field.

From that signs, it only meant the investigation was unsuccessful, but not done. As soon as the practice was concluded from the opposite team, players went their own separate ways. She was not going to get anywhere by questioning them all, so she tried a different approach.

Spotting one of the players showing off for a girl, she crept up from behind. She gave a mean snarl which scared and a scowl the girl off. Before he could react, he grabbed the guy and pinned him to the wall. Face to face, he met with Lynn mean scowl. But he was able to recognize the Squirrel's star player.

"Perhaps, you've heard about last night on me and my brother, little guy and white hair, ring any bells?" Lynn exasperated the guy.

The guy was shaken in her boots, "Yeah I have heard of it and him…" He paused. "I'm sorry for what happened to your brother."

Lynn grip grew tighter on the guy, "I don't need your sympathy nor pity party, just answers."

"Look I understand how frustrated you must be feeling, but whatever happened that night, I swear I had nothing to do with it. Most of us tend to get really competitive, but not enough to sabotage someone." He squeaked fearing Lynn.

"Tell that to the boy in the hospital who could have died because one of your teammates was carrying a deadly weapon!"

"Please try to calm down; I'm just as horrified by this outcome as much as you are. And if I knew, I would most definitely tell you, but I don't. I'm just a rookie here. I haven't been on the team that long."

Lynn took a deep breathe to calm down as she released the guy. The guy certainly didn't have the motivation to commit such a crime. "You're lucky I believe you, and I'm sorry."

He brushed himself off and unwrinkled his shirt. "It's alright, and don't worry I won't tell anybody about this assault. Unlike the others, I'm a tough but fair player. My little brother is a fan of yours even if he comes to my games to support me, and since that attack that happened, I told him not to come to my game because of it. Believe me; I understand what you're going through. I want to help you resolve this too."

Lynn continued to turn her back on the other player. "Yeah, whoever did this they better hope that I don't find him before the police does." Lynn said walking away, cracking her knuckles.

More to come on the way