I KNOOOOOOWWW that the third chapter to this is loooong over due, but I seriously forgot. Like no joke. When I realized how long it'd been I kind of had a mini heart-attack, so I deeply apologize for that.

Anyway, here is the third chapter...(apologies if it gets a little sappy :)

ENJOY

Time wasn't exactly easy to measure where Mike was. Minutes felt like hours as he watched nurse after nurse come in to check his vital signs. Jamie sat on the opposite side of the room, fiddling with her thumbs. He just had no idea what he was supposed to do not be able to communicate with anyone. All he could do was just sit there, watch his heart monitor beep.

Mike guessed it was at least three in the morning, and he could only make that judgment from the moonlight that crept through the curtains. One thing kept racking around in his mind.

Where the hell was Chuck?

He'd understood what Jamie had said about him possibly being shaken by this whole incident, but it'd been hours. Not once in any of those hours had Chuck even peeped his head in to see how he was doing. On any other day when Mike had gotten bruised up in the usual wreck he created in Mutt Chuck was right by his side, dabbing alcohol on his scrapes. But now the blond was nowhere to be found.

'If Chuck thinks this is his fault I'll kill him.' Mike thought, leaning back against the wall. 'I just need to see him-'

It seemed that almost on command, the slow beep of the door code being punched in and it whirring open cut the silence. The brunet's eyes shot up as the silhouette of a tall, gangly figure became clear. Slowly, it stepped into the dull light of the room, his head facing the ground. Jamie looked away from the door and stared her cousin in the eyes. "I think I should leave you two alone for now. If you need me you know where to find me." With those last words the chestnut haired girl faded into a soft white light and quickly out of sight.

After that, It took every fiber of his being for Mike not to get up from the chair and think on what his cousin had told him earlier: sit back and observe.

"…Oh my God." Those were the only words that escaped Chuck's mouth when he finally built up enough courage to tear his vision from the floor and to the bed in front of him. He couldn't help but sniffle a little when he finally took in Mike's condition. Slowly he hesitantly began to take a few steps back towards the door, his hand over his mouth.

Mike sat forward in his chair. "Come on Chuck. You can do this. Stay."

The blonde sucked his teeth and shut his eyes before brokenly uttering. "Mikey…." His white shoes gradually started back in the direction of the bed. He couldn't stop a few salty streams of tears from running down his freckled cheek. "Why didn't you just listen to me?"

Chuck opened his eyes as slowly as he could, trying not to be spooked by the horrifying image again. Within a few steps he was beside Mike, staring down at his pale, bruise covered face and forcing himself not to stand too close.

Mike watched intently from the chair as Chuck ran his hands up into his bangs out of frustration. To be honest, he was taking this a lot better than he'd anticipated.

"…You idiot." Chuck brokenly whimpered, rubbing his cheek with his hand. "You're so thick-skulled Mike. If you'd just listened to me you'd be fine!" He looked away slightly, groaning under his breath. "I'm so fucking crazy. I'm actually talking to your unconscious body like you can hear me."

'I can hear you.'

"Why would this happen?" Chuck pulled a chair violently away from the wall and sat it right next to the bed. "What did any of us do to deserve this?! What did you to deserve this?"

The programmer looked into his lap, letting the tears free-fall onto his jeans. "Today's Friday." He started. "Usually we'd be back at the garage. All five of us would be in your room, watching some old kung-fu movie with all these corny one-liners that Texas picked out." He glanced at the clock. "And right about now Texas and Dutch would be asleep on the floor and I'd be laying next to you in your stupid, way too soft bed…cause you wouldn't let me go back to my room."

Mike let out a huge sigh and bit his lip. Hearing the brokenness in Chuck's voice was killing him.

"But now…" Chuck looked up at his face yet again. "You're here. In a coma because of a stupid accident…And I'm here hoping that you'll wake up." It was at that moment that the blond became choked up in his own words and hunched forward to put his head in his hands.

"Oh God…Chuck…" Mike watched his friend sob into his hands, reaching up every so often to drag his hand across his cheek.

After a few minutes passed, the programmer gained enough composure to look up again, his eyes now slightly puffy from crying. "Mike, I know you can't hear me, but please. You have to wake up. We need you. You're our leader." The teen was still talking in between sobs. "I-I need you, Mike. Things just wouldn't be right without you. You're gonna make it through this because I won't let anything happen to you. You mean too much to us."

With his fist slightly clenched, Chuck stood quickly from his seat. "I….I."

Mike's hazel eyes went wide as he witnessed what happened next. His tall, normally awkward and adorably nerdy friend tucked his bang behind his ear as his green eyes roamed around face. Slowly and with the most delicate touch, the blond raised a hand to lightly stroke his cheek and leaned over to plant a small kiss on his lips. It wasn't a long one, but enough to nearly make Mike pass out in his chair.

Chuck slowly pulled away from his friend and bit his lip, hoping that no one had walked by or had seen what he'd just done. The blond looked over his shoulder before placing the chair back where it belonged and start back toward the door. He'd stopped himself right as his hand was about to punch in the door code, his head facing toward the ground.

"I love you too much to let you go now." He weakly let out, but just loud enough for Mike to hear. Quickly the blond punched in the door code and slipped out quickly, leaving Mike to fully take in what had just happened.

"…..J-JAMIE!"

SOOOOO...tell me what you think, as usual. Love you guys.

~DUECES