Okay so I've updated! I actually wrote this last night, but I forgot to post it…

Disclaimer: I do not own The Outsiders

I woke up in a cold room, and it didn't smell too good either, like medicine and illness, I didn't like that smell. I looked around, the walls were bare and plain and there was very little decoration. I instantly realized that I wasn't in mine and Soda's room and began to panic. Where was I? How did I get here? Where were Darry and Sodapop? My last question was instantly answered because my big brothers came running into my room.

"Pony, oh pony! You're okay, you're okay! I thought we'd lost you for good…" Soda was hugging me and crying something awful. I knew I wouldn't be able to get an answer from him of why I was here, so I looked at Darry.

"Steve stepped outside for a smoke and he saw the Socs jumping you so we all took off. By the time we got there, they had all fled for some reason and you were on the ground all wet and bleeding terribly from your arm so we got you to the hospital as fast as we could." He looked tired. "Do you remember what happened?" Suddenly I did. I remember walking home, meeting the Socs in the park, talking smack to them, getting jumped, and then seeing…

"Yeah, I remember." I said, not looking at Darry.

"Good, so please explain,"

I told Darry the whole story, he didn't seem too happy about it. As soon as I took a breath, he blew up at me.

"YOU WHAT? DON'T YOU EVER THINK PONYBOY? GOD, WALKING HOME BY YOURSELF! I THOUGHT YOU WOULD HAVE LEARNED YOUR LESSON BY NOW! JESUS, PONY!" Darry whirled around and punched the wall.

"I didn't get to finish." I said calmly. Darry turned back around, seeming uninjured from his "fight" with the wall… "After the Socs all ran away and before you showed up, I saw Johnny. He was standing over me, protective almost." I said remembering.

Soda stood up and stopped crying, he looked at Darry who seemed worried.

"Ponyboy, you know Johnny's dead."

"I know." I said as Darry sat down on my bed.

"Then you know you couldn't have seen him."

"No Darry, I did see him, honest, I know I did." Darry looked disbelieving and Sodapop looked just plain scared.

"Okay Ponyboy." Darry said, all his anger at me for walking home by myself seemed to be gone, I wonder why.

Darry's Point of View

I walked of Pony's hospital room to find his doctor. I needed to talk to him, I know that it's not normal for people to be seeing their dead friends. Maybe Pony just imagined it…

"Hey, Doc?"

"Yes Mr. Curtis?"

"I need to talk to you about my brother, Ponyboy."

"Okay, what's going on?"

"Well, um," I didn't exactly know how to word it, but I did my best, "you see my brother says that right before he passed out he saw his friend." It was obvious that he did not understand me, then I realized I left out a very important part. "I mean he says he saw his dead friend." I explained what happened to Pony and Johnny last month and the doctor just nodded and listened.

"Well Mr. Curtis, you see when something so traumatizing happens to a person, especially someone so young, they think they see something that they actually didn't. From what you just told me, it seems that Ponyboy nearly died the last time these, uhh, Socs jumped him and if hadn't been for his friend Johnny he would have. Now that he was jumped in the same way by the same people in the same place, he thought his friend had saved him, when in reality, something else scared this gang away."

"So there is no way Pony actually saw Johnny?" The doctor looked uncomfortable.

"From a medical standpoint? No, there is no way what so ever… But from the standpoint of a practicing Catholic? I'd say take him to a priest and see what he has to say..."

"But Doc..." I didn't believe this, there was no way my baby brother was able to see dead people, no way.

"Listen, Mr. Curtis. I told you, from a medical standpoint I'd say he never saw his friend, but from a religious view, well anything's possible. I had an experience very much like the one you just told me and I still sometimes see my little girl. What your brother needs now is his family. Go, I'll be in to talk to him in an hour." And with that the doctor walked off. What the heck?