Notes from PhotographicSinger97: Okay, so this chapter could be crazy awesome or crazy… not awesome.

Seriously, go read Rainnboots's 'Sing Me a Song'. Unless you don't like slash. But it's awesome.

Chapter 2: He's… What? (8 Years Old)

"Mrs. Knight, your son's injuries are very serious. The impact THROUGH his helmet fractured three parts of his skull: the pariental, tempural, and frontal bones. He will need surgery, therapy, and medication. His eyes and behind his ears will most likely bruise. Kendall might feel dizzy or tired and he could pass out, have unclear vision, seize, and trouble fully waking up. But… Kendall… he's…" the blond doctor stopped.

"Yes? He's what?" Mr. Knight asked, anxious.

"Your son… he's… Kendall is almost fully deaf."

Mrs. Knight leaned into her husband and sobbed.

Logan tugged on the edge of Mr. Knight's pant leg. "What's wrong?"

"Boys," Mr. Knight huddled the three boys together. "Kendall is deaf." He got up and took Mrs. Knight to the cafeteria.

"Logie?" Carlos asked once the adults left.

"Hmmm?" Logan hummed.

"What does death mean? Doesn't that mean like dead or something? Is Kendall dead?" Carlos started freaking out.

"Carlos, chill out. He's not death, he's deaf. It means he won't be able to hear us when he wakes up. Not anymore. Ever." The three boys hugged right there in the middle of the hallway.

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Two days later, Kendall went into surgery to put metal screws, pins and plates in his skull.

When he came out of surgery, he was covered in wires and IVs. The eight year old had a feeding tube, no hair and an oxygen mask. Kendall was still in a coma.

Logan walked in Kendall's room after the surgery. He fell to the ground and nearly fainted at the sight of his best friend. Carlos and James were laughing when they walked in, but stopped when they saw Logan sobbing and hiccupping violently on the ground.

"Loges, what's wrong?" James questioned.

"K-k-k." Logan cried out.

"Kenny?" Carlos guessed. Logan nodded. All three boys started crying once again in their best friend's- their brother's- hospital room.

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~Three and a Half Days Later~

"Well, we should learn it with him when he wakes up." Logan said.

"Okay." James mumbled. The three boys sat around Kendall's bed when he stirred. Kendall blinked and coughed.

"Where am I?" Kendal became confused when he couldn't hear himself.

Logan grabbed at piece of paper and a pencil and scribbled furiously. He handed it to Kendall as he wiped tears from his eyes with the other hand.

You got hit in the head at the championship game by number 16 five days ago. You have a lot of injuries but the most significant is that you're… deaf.

Kendall dropped the note on his sheets and sighed.

James picked up the note and wrote on it. You're not gonna freak out? Who are you and what have you done with Kendall Knight?

Kendall stifled a laugh. Oh, believe me. I am. Just… not here. They'd probably send me to the psych ward or something for anger issues. They all giggled.

Hey, we had an idea. What if we learned ASL together? That way we could formally 'talk' together. Logan bit his lip, fearing Kendall would say no. If he did, the four of them would have arthritis by the time they were twenty.

Uhm… what's ASL? Kendall twiddled his thumbs.

American Sign Language. Logan smiled when Kendall nodded eagerly.

Kendall grinned and pulled Logan into a hug. James and Carlos squeezed their two brothers and Mrs. Knight walked in and smiled at the four boys' hug.

Notes from PhotographicSinger97: Well… What did you think? I personally loved the ending to this. Reviews please? Eh? Eh?