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Kendall looked worse than James could have ever imagined. Tubes were stuck down his throat, wires running out from his hospital gown, monitors beeping slowly. A large bandage covered most of his forehead, blood slightly seeping through the thick gauze.

The most horrible thing was the stillness. Kendall was normally a restless sleeper, meaning he twitched and moved around in his sleep (though he was nothing compared to Carlos, who constantly kicked around and talked in his sleep), but now he was motionless. If James hadn't kept constantly checking the screen that showed his friend's heart rate, he would have thought that Kendall was already dead.

To her credit, Katie didn't break down in tears like James expected. She sunk slowly into the chair beside the bed, scooting as close as she could get to her brother. Taking his limp hand and holding it gently, she closed her eyes and breathed deep.

"Could you let me spend just a few minutes alone with my brother, please?" Her voice was composed and steady, though her hands were shaking.

"Of course, Katie. Whatever you need. I'll just be out in the hall if you want me." James backed out of the room, more than willing to give Katie her alone time with Kendall. It was hard to believe that she was so young, still only a kid really, yet so mature all the time.

The corridor floor was hard, uncomfortable, and cold, but James liked it just fine. He sat in a corner; knees tucked up against his chest, and tried not to think about anything. But still pictures of a bloody Carlos, a disoriented and confused Logan, and a dying Kendall attacked his mind. Tears slipped down his cheeks, James making no attempt to wipe them away, as he waited yet again.

After around twenty minutes, he crept over to the window outside Kendall's room to see if Katie was okay, but saw the girl sobbing her heart out and pleading for her brother to wake up. It broke something deep inside James, and he didn't know how to react.

He had been there for Katie when she'd seen Logan on the gurney, and had pulled her away and held her then, but this was different. They'd been together with Carlos, and had each equally supported each other, but this was a whole new situation. This was Katie's brother. James and the others were only the goofy friends that were close to brothers, but Kendall was Katie's actual flesh and blood.

Kendall was so still, Katie curled up beside him in the chair, with James hovering outside not knowing what to do. Go in? Stay outside and wait?

Inside the room, Katie was breaking down. She wanted to scream and yell herself hoarse until Kendall woke up. She needed her brother. But he didn't move, silent and motionless on the bed, a horrible tube shoved down his throat. His chest rose and fell, but it seemed fake somehow, and made Katie nervous. What if he stopped breathing? What if the machines broke? What if he never woke up?

Her last thought made her freeze, and choke on her tears. What if Kendall was stuck like this forever, unable to wake up? She just— Katie dropped her head into her hands and tried desperately to rid the thoughts and questions and worries and uncertainness and fear and just about every other thought that she'd had that afternoon out of her mind.

No. Kendall would wake up any second now, and Katie resolved to be there when he opened his eyes. She had to be.

Tears started streaming down her cheeks once again. Just when she thought that she couldn't cry any more, she started up again. It was one vicious circle of pain and tears, and then numbness and the feeling of being hollow.

She knew James was outside the door, hesitant on whether or not to come in. She could see him in the reflection of one of the monitors, glancing in before looking around unsure, and then checking on her again. To be honest, Katie didn't know whether she wanted him to come in or not.

On one hand, she yearned the safeness and security that James' hugs offered, needed to feel like everything was okay. But on the other hand, everything wasn't alright. It was so far from it that the whole situation seemed surreal. Logan was so far from his normal self that it scared her, Carlos was so broken and fragile, and Kendall… Her brother was—

Holding his unmoving hand gently, Katie couldn't even think of the words to describe her brother. It was just so wrong. She didn't understand why. Kendall was probably the most important person in Katie's world, and now he was… Katie's free hand clenched in a tight fist. She just didn't understand.

A knock at the door alerted her to James' presence, and she hastily wiped at her eyes. Not that James hadn't seen her cry a million times that day alone, but she didn't want to seem weak in front of him, especially since he was holding up so amazingly.

Katie had almost forgotten that James had been in the crash as well, had seen his best friends unconscious and bloody, had had the traumatic experience of being rushed to hospital. He was injured too.

"Can I see your bruises, James?" She asked quietly, looking up into his bruised face, "I need—I need to make sure that you're okay. That you… That you won't end up in the hospital too." He nodded slowly, and then lifted his dirty and slightly bloody t-shirt up so that Katie had a clear view of his torso. She immediately gasped in shock, hand flying up to cover her mouth.

James grimaced slightly, glancing down and realizing how much worse the bruising looked compared to a few hours ago. He pulled his t-shirt back down, not even feeling the pain that he was pretty sure he should be in agony from, and muttered, "It looks worse than it really is, Katie, I promise. I can't even feel it."

"Liar."

"Truth. It'll probably wreak in the morning, but for now, I think that my pain receptors are switched off or something. Cross my heart. Uh, I'm gonna go and check on Logan again, so do you want to come with me, or stay with Kendall?"

Katie considered the question, looking between James and Kendall slowly. "I, um, I think that I'll stay with my brother, if that's okay? I wanna be here when he wakes up." James nodded, pulling Katie in for one last hug, "Say hi to Logan for me… Let me know if he's any worse, and I'll come down." The brunette smiled tiredly at Katie, slipping back out the door.

Logan's room seemed easier to approach a second time, especially after seeing Carlos and Kendall in the ICU. James was nearly halfway to cracking a tiny smile at the thought of talking to a seriously confused Logan.

But when he pushed open the door of his friend's hospital room, he got a surprise.

Logan was curled up in bed, his uncasted arm flung across his face to cover his eyes. Soft moans were coming from him, the sound so un-Logan-like that it made James freeze. "Logan?" He choked out, wincing when he was answered with a groan. James' heart started pounding harder and harder, as he tried to breathe past the lump in his throat.

"Nurse, nurse!" He yelled, skidding back into the corridor and locking eyes with the nearest nurse. "Something's wrong with my friend!" The woman calmly strode into Logan's room, took one look at both Logan and his chart, before turning back to a panicking James.

"Don't worry, sweetie, it's just his concussion. He'll be a bit sore for a couple of days, and right now it's just a combination of the pain in his arm and his head. I'll be back in a few minutes with some pain medication for him, okay? Try and distract him from the pain maybe." James nodded shakily, thanking the nurse as she left just as quickly as she'd come in.

Then she was gone, and James was left alone with a whimpering Logan. Hesitating slightly, he sat down in the chair, moving it closer to the bed, and laid a tentative hand on his shoulder. When the teenager flinched away, James' heart broke, a single tear slid down his cheek.

James hastily scrubbed it away, steeling himself against any further emotions. He had to be strong for Logan, and that meant that he needed to keep control of himself.

No more crying, no more feeling sorry for himself, no more breaking down.

He could do this.

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Yes… I am an angst monster. You know you love it :)

So… I'm thinking maybe the next chapter up on Friday or Saturday? I'd love to hear from you guys though to see if you liked this chapter :) Oh yeah, and to those you asked – Don't worry, there will be a big James and Carlos brotherly moment coming up!

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