It was the day of the funeral and to say the planning was a challenge was an understatement. Cal turning up hung over to the meeting with the coroner was just the icing on the cake.

Ethan woke up and checked the time, 7.00am, two hours till he said his final goodbye to his Mum. He got up, had a shower then headed downstairs to find Cal flat out of the sofa. He'd been staying with Ethan these past few days until he found somewhere although Ethan was hoping he would actually leave Holby after the funeral.

"Cal… Caleb. Come on wake up." Ethan spoke and when Cal didn't respond he sighed and tapped his foot. "Caleb!"

Cal woke up startled. "Ok, ok I'm up. No need to shout." He complained and sat up on the sofa stretching away the aches and pains the come with spending a week and what could only be described as lumpy cushion.

"You need to have a shower and get changed. We need to be at the church in about an hour." He told him.

Cal looked at him already in his best black suit and nodded. "Ok.." He agreed and went for his shower seemingly completely fine despite the day.

After boiling the kettle and making himself a coffee Ethan sat at his breakfast car and stared at his mug watching the steam rise from it. He didn't really know how he felt, didn't even understand how he should feel. He saw death every day in his work but he couldn't get his head around the fact that it was him this time and his Mum that had died. It wasn't sudden of course but that in way didn't make it any better. He watched her suffer, go from loving carefree a perfect mother to someone who could barely even open her eyes.

It was the days when he and Cal were younger he could remember the best. It wasn't perfect, their Dad was a bit hit and miss the majority of the time and he and Cal were always arguing but Ethan knew that his Mum would always be there for him.

He remembered one day, his birthday, coming home from school to a house full of decorations and a cake that she had made herself with a stethoscope made of icing wrapped around the top. She knew that's the sort of things he liked, the little things that make a difference. He wouldn't have like a party or anything but pizza, cake and tv with his Mum was always going to be his idea of an ideal birthday.

Ethan had been so deep in thought that he didn't even noticed that he now had tears dripping down his cheeks till Cal entered.

"Ethan?" He frowned a little seeing his brother in a bit of a daze.

Ethan sniffed and shook his head before wiping his eyes as subtly as he could. "Yeah? What?" he said looking at him trying to convince Cal as much as himself that he was fine.

"Nothing. We best get going though if you want to be on time." He said gesturing at the clock.

"Yeah, yeah I'm coming." He nodded and poured his untouched coffee down the sink and dumping the cup on the side and following Cal out to the car.

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The guests arrived and both brother seemed to be getting on ok so far. Cal was actually showing some sensitivity by allowing Ethan to go and sit down while he greeted some of the closer family after seeing his younger brother getting himself upset.

Once everyone was seated including Cal the service begun. The vicar was talking about their Mum's life and what she was like. People were crying, he could hear them. Then he looked at Ethan who wasn't making a sound and wasn't moving but had silent tears running down his face.

The service ended and everyone made their way outside to watch the burial. Ethan stood at the side as he watched his mother be lowered into the ground and dirt thrown over the coffin covering her name.

Looking around for his older brother Cal spotted him chatting to Jenny who he hadn't even notice had came. He knew from the look on Cal's face he was flirting. Of all the times and all the places and with all the people.

Ethan stormed over to them and Jenny smiled at him seeing him. "Ethan, how are you?" She asked softly.

He didn't answer her and instead squared upto Cal. "Seriously!? It is our Mums funeral and you're trying to pull!?" He shouted angrily.

"I wasn't pulling…" Cal shook his head.

"Ethan we were just talking about your Mum." Jenny told him putting her hand on his arm.

He shook his head and pulled his arm away pointing at Cal. "You! You're just unbelievable!" He continued.

"Woah hold on a minute. I was talking about Mum, telling Jenny here how great she was before she got ill and how I will miss her." He laughed awkwardly.

"Miss her!? Miss her!? You never even visited her until the day she died Caleb!? You are not her son and you never will be!" Ethan shouted before punching him square in the face.

He didn't have a chance to hit him a second time as the arms of one of his uncles pulled him away. "Come on lad, not today." He spoke.

Ethan pulled out of his grasp before storming off. Cal held him nose watching him leave hurt more by what his brother had actually just said to him more than the punch.

"I best go after him…" Jenny sighed not really knowing who to comfort but noticing no one had followed Ethan. Receiving a nod from Cal she smiled and touched his arm before following Ethan.

Ok so I only got one suggestion after the last chapter and not in too much depth which is fine it gives me room to play. Now I will write the next chapter after I have had a few suggestions from people. Let me know what you think too. Love J x