A/N: Here's chapter 2! Hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I don't own JONAS/JONAS LA

Kevin came home that day seemingly in a daze.

"Kevin, what's wrong?" his mother Denise asked.

"I'm being drafted in the next two months," Kevin said quietly.

"What?!"

"Yep."

Denise left the room quickly. Kevin sighed and slowly sank down on the couch. Tom, his father, came over and clapped him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, son." Tom's voice sounded like it was about to break, but he continued. "You'll make a fine soldier, and you'll make us all very proud."

Kevin looked up at his father and smiled. "Thanks, Dad. That means a lot."

Tom nodded. "Go talk to your brothers, alright?"

Kevin nodded and and headed upstairs to his room while Tom went to comfort Denise.

"Hey, guys," Kevin said quietly as he walked into the room he and his brothers shared.

Joe and Nick looked up from the spirited game of foosball they were in the middle of.

"Hey, Kev, everything okay?" Joe asked upon seeing his brother's sad expression.

"Oh, no," Nick whispered as he remembered what he had seen earlier in the day. He was almost positive he knew what was coming.

"Guys, I have something important to tell you."

Joe glanced at Nick. Clearly this really was important, because for once Kevin was serious and is expression sad.

"What's up?" Joe asked.

Nick was finding it difficult to speak.

"Guys," Kevin stopped and sighed, but then continued on bravely. "I'm being drafted. I'm leaving in the next two months."

"What?!" Joe exclaimed.

"You're lying," came Nick's quiet voice. He was surprised at how even and calm his voice was.

"No, Nick, I'm not. I'm leaving."

Nick stood, went up to his brother, and looked him in the eye. "I hate you," he said, then fled from the room.

Nick ran down the stairs, grabbed his guitar from where it was leaning against the couch, and left the house at a run. Tears threatened to fall, but he held them at bay until he reached the woods, two blocks away from the firehouse. Only one thought flashed through his mind over and over: 'My brother is going to war!' Nick was a very sensitive and intense person, and when something hurt him, it hit him hard. Now, Nick came to the small, rickety, old gazebo that stood in the woods. This was Nick's special place, where he went when he wanted to be alone or needed to think. Very few people knew about this special place, as Nick would go there when he needed privacy, or just wanted to think. Just as he stepped inside the gazebo, his cell phone rang in his pocket. Nick pulled it out and saw that Kevin was calling. With a feeling akin to betrayal, Nick pressed the 'Decline' button, turned off the ringer, and placed the device on the opposite bench, far away from him. How he would explain why he had completely ignored Kevin wanting to talk to him he would deal with later. Then he covered his face with his hands and allowed the tears to fall. Later, he would talk to Kevin, but for now he just had to get his initial emotions out.