Halstead Childhood.

Author: Andy. Athena.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Characters are NBC'S I just created the story.

Summary: A serie of one-shots about the Halstead brothers' childhood and adolescence.

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Sick Brothers.

Halstead Brothers getting sick and his father taking care of them.

Ages:

Jay 8.

Will 6.

In this one-shot, the brothers' father is a doctor.

Author's Note: Hello to everyone, I decided just this time to add two author's notes, one at the beginning and one at the end, this one apologizing, and that's it, and the one at the end, as the usual ones.

I am so sorry for the absence, if you want to read it, here's my explanation, if you don't, you can skip this part and just go to the chapter. I had a hard time with an important neurological disease I have, I had a long convulsion and had a cardiorespiratory arrest, so I needed to be intubated, reanimated and spend a long time in the Intensive Care Unit, so I am recovering, as you already know I am a medical student and college keeps me away from writing, but I still love it. Whatever I feel the continuous updating as a commitment with myself and with you, and is not okay to disappear and then come back without any explanation, so that's why I decided to give it one to you. Thank you to everyone, and enjoy chapter four.

I am updating with a chapter I wrote before getting sick, I'll started reading promts today. I also started Kidnapped Chapter 8, it will be able soon.

The teacher was saying something really boring about the number line and fractions, Jay looked away by the door and saw his little brother walking down the hall towards the restroom.

"Miss Laney, may I go to the restroom?" Jay asked.

"Is it really urgent, Jay? What I'm saying it's important" The teacher answered and Jay started dancing, pretending he was about to have an accident if he doesn't leave now. "It is, it is!" the boy answered. "Okay, go. Do not delay" He stood and ran off the classroom.

When he get to the restroom, he saw his little brother jumping, trying to reach the soap to wash his hands, Jay chuckled, placed behind him and reach it to him.

"Hey!" the younger boy protested "I can do it by my…" he turned around and saw his brother standing there with his hands on his hips.

"Jay. I-it's you"

"No, it's the England queen. Of course it's me, Will. What the hell are you doing here without your sweater? It's cold"

"I gave it to Lily"

"Who is Lily?"

"A girl from my class. She was cold and has not a sweater"

"God, Will. I bet you'd become a doctor or something. Here's mine, take it" Jay took out his own sweater and gave it to Will.

"No! You'll get sick" The younger boy protested.

"Take. It. Now" Jay answered severely. Will obeyed and they both left.

At the departure time, the little girl's parents gave her a sweater and thanked to Will, Lily returned him his sweater and Will returned Jay his.

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"Jay!" Will threw himself to his brother's bed "Let's make a snow-man. Mommy bought carrots for his nose"

"Not now, Will. I'm not feeling well" Jay answered and turned face down into his bed.

"What's wrong?" Will asked, concerned.

"I don't know. I feel hot and tired"

"I'm going to get dad" Will informed.

"No!" Jay refused and took his brother's wrist.

"What? Why?"

"Dad's a doctor, and doctors prescribe shots, I don't want to get shots"

"But Jay…"

"No, Will! And if you tell him I'm going to tell him you took out your sweater at school"

"O-okay"

Will stayed with Jay all the afternoon, Jay fall asleep and Will just stared at him, touching his brother's forehead to feel if he was still hot. Jay started sweating and shaking, so Will thought his brother was cold and covered him with a blanket.

Wil fall asleep beside his brother, he was dreaming something about he and Jay buying chocolates and eating them, then he felt a shake on his shoulders.

"W-Will" Jay tried to awake his brother. The younger boy woke up with a yawn and rubbed his eyes.

"G-go to get d-dad!" Will looked at his brother, the 8 year old boy had a very white lips, pale face and tears on his eyes.

Will jump off the bed and went to his father's study, where his dad was sitting so interested on a book he was reading.

"Daddy!" The little boy said, with tears on his eyes.

"Not, now, little man, I'm a little busy" He answered, keeping his eyes to his book.

"It's Jay! He's not feeling well" Patrick stared at his boy and followed him to his sons' room. He found his son softly crying on his bed, and covering himself with blankets.

"Okay, buddy, tell me what's wrong?" He said as he put his hand on his son's cheek to check his temperature.

"M-my throat hurts, and I'm really c-cold!" He said between small sniffles.

"Okay, let's figure out what's going on here" The man said and opened a drawer with his medical stuff, since Jay born he made that drawer for any emergency, he put out his thermometer, wooden spatula and stethoscope.

"Jay I need you to discover your body so I can take your temperature" Patrick informed.

"But I'm c-cold"

"I know, bud. But I need you to do it, please" Jay tried hold the blankets around him with more force, but his dad prevented him from doing it and put the thermometer under his son's arm while hearing at his lungs noises. When the thermometer beeped Pat took it out and look at it.

He raised his eyebrows, surprised.

"Seems like you have a fever, big boy. That's why you are that hot and you feel you're cold. Let me check at your throat" He reached for the spatula and kneel in front his son. "Open" Jay obeyed and his father looked.

"Mhmm. You're starting throat infection. I'm going to look for…"

"No! I don't want to get shots, please daddy!" Jay pleaded at his father, and he sat beside his son, hugging him a little.

"Hey, Jay, listen…you're not going to get shots, buddy. Only some pills"

"R-really?"

"Yes, amoxicillin for the infection and ibuprofen for the fever"

"And that's it?

"And that's it"

Patrick embraced his boy again, bring him the pills and Jay took them, he started feeling better immediately and fall asleep again, then, he heard his other son coughing.

"Will" Patrick called "You don't look good either, son. Are you feeling well?"

"Yes, dad" Will lied.

"You know in this house lies are forbidden. Let me check you"

Patrick did the same he did with Jay to Will and diagnosed the same thing, but not as bad as Jay's.

Will started crying.

"What's wrong, little man? You're not going to get shots either"

"I-It's my fault!"

"What?"

"I-it's my fault Jay got sick"

"Why are you saying that, buddy?"

"C-cause I g-gave my sweater to Lily and h-he gave me h-his!" Will sobbed "And now he's s-sick!"

"Oh, Will. Come here" Pat sat his youngest son on his lap.

"It's not your fault, what you did was good, helping that girl was okay, and what Jay did was right too, protecting his little brother. I'm not mad at you, boys"

"You're n-not?"

"No, little man. I'm not, come on, let's giving you the medicine" Will didn't know how take pills yet, so he gave the medicine in syrup, but Will spit it twice.

"Will, if you spit it again I'm going to make you stand in a corner as a time out"

Will finally took it.

Both brothers fall asleep together and his father kissed his sons' foreheads before leaving.

Author's Note: Thanks to everyone for your love and patience. I am sorry, I've been absent. If you want to know the reason you can go to the beginning of the chapter.

Lily: Hello! Thank you very much for your review. I was very sick and couldn't read prompts. But yes, you can be sure your promt will be a chapter, exactly as you asked it. Thanks again!

NaDiAnA: ¡Hola! Muchísisisimas gracias por tu review y por tu apoyo, por seguir aquí, de verdad muchas gracias, estuve grave en el hospital y por eso no había actualizado, pero ya ando aquí de nuevo, leyendo propuestas, pronto voy a actualizar Kidnapped, y esta. ¡Graaacias!

-A.C