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Chapter Four

Deuce's eye-lids flittered slightly, the stinging array of the blinding hospital light caused him to wince. He couldn't open his eyes, the weight of sleep and pain holding them down shut. He could hear, but barely, only half spoken words and mumbling were audible. He tried moving his arms next, which were also heavy, and the same with his feet. The faint sound of a blip, blip, blip could be heard, and he wondered just where on Earth he was. He felt the presence of someone near him, and they rested a hand on his shoulder, which Deuce could barely feel at all.

"Deuce? It's Doctor Blue, Rocky's father .. You're in the ICU ward, don't make any sudden movements, you've been heavily dosed with anesthesia and muscle relaxants. Just relax, okay?" he hears him say, and it sounds like Doctor Blue is getting farther away, because his voice is just barely breaking through. Before the doctor goes completely, he says, "Try not to make too much noise, he needs to rest okay kids? Just be patient – no pun intended."

Still humorous, he thought before the realization hit him, I'm in the hospital ..

He felt the presence of two more people, and thought heck, why not pretend he's sleeping. The first voice was feminine, "God Ty, he looks so .. sick."

Rocky?

"Rocky, stop. Please .. be positive." Said the second, male voice.

Ty?

"You're right. Hey Deuce, I .. don't know if you can hear me or not .. but I hope you're okay," she started, her voice croaking as he felt her lightly stroke his arm, "You had us so scared, but the doctors said everything was gonna be okay, and that you'd be back to selling illegal things soon." She adds a small laugh at the end of that, and if he could smirk, he would.

"Rocky, can you give me and Deuce a minute?" said Ty, as he knelt down next to the hospital bed.

"Sure Ty, Dad's leaving after this so .. I'll be waiting in the hall." She wiped a few loose tears from beneath her eye and cheek, before muttering a quick, "Goodbye Deuce .."

Ty waited until she rounded the corner into the hall, and dragged the visitor's chair to sit next to his best friend. He examined how the Latino's chest rose up and down, with sudden stops with each breath he took. He sighed, resting his head in his hands, "What happened to you Deuce?"

You happened Ty.

"I mean, you used to tell me everything, what did I do?" Ty asked, desperation in his voice.

Ty .. you did nothing wrong, it's me .. I'm wrong.

Deuce's body twitched a bit, and his eyes fluttered open slightly, once again being blinded by the white light of the hospital room. The feeling of numbness was going away, now that he could feel the cheap fabric of his hospital gown eating at his skin. He tried talking, but all that came out was a hoarse cough.

Ty lurched forward, "Deuce? You awake?"

"Th-Thirsty .." was all he could respond, grasping the blanket of the gurney.

The older boy grabbed the pitcher of water on the side Deuce's bed, and he poured a good amount of it into a medium sized Dixie cup, and held it up into the Latino's mouth, and tipped it slightly, allowing small amounts of water to make its way down to his friend's throat. Deuce coughed, and Ty pulled back a bit, letting his friend breathe and swallow what was going through his throat. Deuce nodded once more, and Ty held the cup up again, as Deuce drank the rest.

"Need some more?" Ty asked, gesturing the pitcher.

"N-no, I'm alright .." Deuce started, his voice a little better, but still a bit hoarse. He moved his arm a bit, and clenched and unclenched his fists before setting up onto his elbows and seating himself up, "Are you alright, Ty?"

"Am I alright? You're seriously asking me that?" Ty asked, a little more vicious than he should've.

Deuce flinched at his words, remembering the nightmare he had before he ended up in here. The familiar feeling of sobs threatened to choke its way up to his throat, but he shot them back down. "I'm sorry Ty, you shouldn't have seen any of that."

"Don't apologize, what's important is that you're okay. It was just a panic attack, just don't stress as much and you'll be alright." Ty replied.

"Sounds good, I guess." Said Deuce, "How are the others? I think I remember CeCe coming in and then her mother, but .. I passed out after that. I remember you screaming at Rocky, and Rocky screaming in general .."

"They're alright, just worried about you. Even Tinka and Flynn wanted to see you, but my Dad could only let me and Rocky in here." Ty said, leaning back and sighing.

"You're tired." Deuce said, more of a statement than a question.

"A little. After you passed out, I kinda went into shock and .. passed out too." Ty said, squeezing his eyes shut.

"I-I'm sorry." Deuce muttered.

"Stop Apologizing!" Ty shouted through clenched teeth, making Deuce jump and whimper a bit. "You have nothing to apologize for okay? It's all my fault! All my Fault okay!?"

"How could this possibly be your fault!?" Deuce shouted, spraining his voice and coughing afterwards.

"I'm supposed to be there for you, I'm supposed to protect you! Back when we were kids, I made you that promise, don't you remember? I'm the worst best friend ever .." Ty said.

Deuce looked at Ty incredulously, "Are you serious right now Ty? You did nothing wrong! It's all me okay? It's all me! This –" he pointed to himself, and then at his hospital bed, "is all my fault!"

"What is wrong Duece!? Why won't you talk to me anymore? Why don't you tell me what's going on with you?" he asked.

"I can't Ty, not now." He replied softly, muttering some Spanish words Ty couldn't comprehend.

He'll tell you when he's ready Ty, until then you're just gonna have to wait, Rocky's words rang through Ty's head, as he slowly nodded in response to Deuce's statement. "Well .. I have to go okay?"

"Okay Ty, will I see you again?" Deuce asked, grabbing Ty's hand as he stood up from the seat, "I just .. I hate being alone."

"Deuce, if it were up to me, both me and Rocky would've been making sleeping bags in this room with you, but .. its ICU, we can't." Ty replied, clenching Deuce's hand as well, a sad face portraying on his face.

"Okay Ty .." Deuce said, as Ty walked out of the room, "I'm gonna miss you so much .." he whispered slightly at the end. Before Ty came back into the room.

"I'll miss you too." He said, before leaving again.

"CeCe! Stop trying to eat the cake, you're not that sneaky!" yelled Rocky, as she playfully slapped her best friend's hand away with a wooden spoon.

"Ow Rocky! I'm just hungry!" replied CeCe, throwing her hands up in the air, "What time is Duece getting released from the hospital anyway?"

"Eleven, his parents are dropping him off at about twelve." She replied, applying the last bit of frosting onto Deuce's welcome back cake. "Flynn, can you get the rest of the chips from the kitchen and start pouring them into the bowls?"

"Sure Rocky." Said the eleven year old boy, as he poured out the chips into their respective bowls, "Are you even sure Deuce can eat this stuff?"

"Uhh … I don't know but I'll make him." Muttered Rocky, finishing the final touches of the cake, "Ty, hang up the banners!"

Ty did as he was told, and hung up the last banner to Deuce's welcome home party. "Rocky he's only been gone a day, and you're already doing a welcome party like he's been gone for weeks."

"We have to show some appreciation Ty!" she replied, setting up the balloons and turning on the music. She went through the underworld and back to get this party started, and she intended to finish it through.

"He's just leaving the hospital now. He should be here in about ten minutes since the hospital's all the way across the city." CeCe said.

"Perfect!" Rocky, said clapping her hands in glee, causing both Ty and CeCe to roll their eyes, and Flynn to get the drinks from the fridge.

"You know .." he said, standing close to Ty, "I hope you're gonna be okay."

"What do you mean little man?" asked Ty confused, "Why would I be okay?"

"Well, when we were back at the hospital, and you were passed out .. You were talking in your sleep, and … crying." He replied.

"I was?" asked Ty, even more confused more than before.

"Yeah, you were saying how worried you were about Deuce, and how much you wanted to protect him from now on, and how badly you wanted to see him. I just hope that you'll be okay, like I hope you don't embarrass him by yelling about his health every time he eats or exerts strength." Replied the younger jones.

"Flynn, I'll be alright .. thanks. I'm just scared is all, I don't want anything to ever happen to him again."

"Since when did you start caring so much about him like this? I mean I know you cared about him a lot, but you never showed it like you do now." Flynn replied, raising an eyebrow.

"Well .. I don't know. It's kinda like I'd do the same for either Rocky or CeCe, or even you. I guess it takes one major event or incident to spark something feeling into you." Ty said, shrugging his shoulders. "I just wanna be closer to him .."

"You know, he really cares about you .. right?" Flynn asked, remembering the day he finally realized that his Latino babysitter had a crush on Ty.

Flashback

Flynn and Deuce were alone in the Jones' apartment, each at the edge of their seat playing Call of Duty, Flynn obviously gaining the upper hand on babysitter. Flynn rose to his feet, madly mashing buttons on his controller and focusing his sights directly on the TV.

"HA! Beat ya!" said Flynn out loud, causing Deuce to drop his controller in frustration, and scowling at the younger boy next to him. "Don't be mad Deuce, best three out of four?"

"You're on!" Deuce replied, flailing at his controller and mashing buttons like a maniac. He finally shot down Flynn, and jumped up in victory, "Yeah Buddy! I finally win!"

"Gee, you beat an eleven year old at a video game, that'll sure gain you some respect." Flynn said, raising an eyebrow at his babysitter. "Where's Ty? He's actual competition in this game."

"He's out with Rocky and CeCe, he asked me to babysit you and I said yeah." Deuce replied, adjusting the headphones around his neck.

"You always let Ty call the shots don't you? Are you like his slave or something? Like did you lose a bet and now he has to tell you what to do?" asked the boy curiously.

Deuce laughed, and the sighed, "Nah Flynn, it's nothing like that .. I just owe Ty a lot."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, when we first met, I was kind of a loner, and he was my first friend .. became my best friend and saved me from being so lonely and an outcast. He would chase off a lot of bullies, I always felt safe around him, and he was like .. my hero." He explained, a lone tear shed down his cheek.

"Oh .. you like him don't you?" asked Flynn, cocking his head to the side.

"Of course, he's my best friend." Deuce replied, "I'd do anything for him."

"I meant … Rocky and Logan-like him." Flynn scowled.

"OH! Are you nuts? I'm with Dina! Besides I think Ty has a thing for Tinka." Deuce said, before putting a hand to his mouth, "Don't repeat that."

"Gotcha." Flynn said, before turning the game console back on and starting another round. He'd ever wonder if Deuce would ever figure out it was a trick question .. he never denied liking Ty as more than a best friend.

End of Flashback

"I know, I just .. never showed him I did too." Ty replied, feeling guilt wash over him. "I'll talk to you later, Flynn." He said, before walking off to join Rocky at setting the table. "Need some help?"

"Nervous?" asked Rocky, "Don't worry, so am I .."

"What if he's not okay Rocky? What if the excitement gets too overwhelming and he goes into another attack?" asked Ty quietly.

"Ty, come on. The chances of that happening are highly unlikely okay? Just be positive. You were positive during my foot surgery, and everything came out good right? So be positive for Duece, everything will fall into place." She replied.

Ty smiled, and then looked towards the door, "Deuce is here!"

Don't kill me for ending the chapter here .. its currently like 1 am & im tired :/ sorry.

I wanted to explore how Ty's reacting to the way he's starting to care for Deuce .. this chapter was really weak .. im sorry :(