Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING FROM FOUR BROTHERS!! (Jasmine is mine)

I HOPE YOU LIKE THE NEW CHAPTER!! I'M FINALLY FEELING BETTER AND I'M READY TO TYPE SOME WORDS!!

" Bobby!!"

Bobby jolted awake to find himself laying on the floor of Jack's bedroom, he sat up and looked to the bed beside him. Jack was asleep, he looked around the bedroom and suddenly covered his ears.

The sound of his brothers cries from help still rang in his ears, the image of death creeping into Jacks eyes as he had laid in his arms awaiting the end. Bobby almost broke down at the image when Jack suddenly jerked in his sleep, Bobby jumped to his feet to see Jack moved his head back and forth whispering in his sleep.

" No...no..Bob- no...why..why can't you see..me..I.." Bobby tried to shake Jack from his nightmare like he had done downstairs when Jack was on the couch.

Jack stopped moving and lay still on the bed, Bobby held his breath not knowing if Jack was alright or not, " Jackie..Jackie it's me..it's alright." he stroked Jacks hair which was a little damp from sweat.

Jack opened his eyes and looked at Bobby, " Wha-" He whispered. " Bobby..?" Jack looked around, it looked like he had forgotten where he was for a minute until he turned his vision back to his elder brother who was clutching his shoulder tightly.

" Bobby..that kind of hurts..." Bobby looked at his hand and pulled it away, " Sorry, how are you feeling Fairy?" Jack shot a ticked look at Bobby and sighed.

" In a little pain, and tired." Jack said moving his head to face the wall for a minute when Bobby just left the room quickly, Jack looked to the doorway and saw his brothers shadow stretching as it went downstairs.

Jack could hear Bobby pick up the phone and start dialing, Jerry came into Jack's doorway with Camille and the girls. Camille walked towards the bed with Amelia and Daniela at her side, their mother was the only thing stopping them from crushing their uncle Jack into a pancake.

" Hey guys...how long have you been here?" He asked as Jerry walked to Camille's side, putting his arm around the back of her neck and let his hand hang over her shoulder. " I got here a few minutes after the guys helped you upstairs to bed, I'm happy that your home." Jack laughed, " That makes two of us..."

Jerry got a strange look on his face and laughed as well. " Actually I think that makes 7 of us including Sofi and the girls." Suddenly the sound of yelling came from downstairs between Bobby and Sofi.

" Was I speaking freakin spanish!" came Bobby's voice as it thundered throughout the house, " No, Bobby..Bobby would you shut up and listen to me you idiota (idiot)!!" Sofi's voice was right there with Bobby's as they throwing the same crap back and forth.

They could tell the argument had started over Jack's pain, Bobby had probably gone downstairs to call Jasmine and ask about pain medication that he shuold take. Sofi must have said they didn't have it and Bobby threw a fit. No one upstairs had to speak to know what had caused the agumen to spark to life, " Jerry?" Jerry looked to his little brother, who took a deep breath.

" Could you please shut the door or something...I..just don;t like to hear all the yelling." Jerry nodded and shut the foor a little bit which had eased some of the screaming. " I don't like to have people argue over me...and I don't like to hear all the yelling that comes with it."

Jack looked at the ceiling, Jerry smiled at him. " Hey man, we don't like the arguing wither so it's our plesure to get some of the sound muted, my only hope if that Angel doesn't come home in the middle of it."

Jack looked back over to him, he head moved his head to side to fast and winced a little at the quick action, " Where's Angel?" Amelia looked at her youngest uncle. " Uncle Angel went out for a walk."

Camille looked at Jerry and laughed, " Yea if he comes home now then he's going to walking straight into World War III." They giggled as they heard stuff being thrown downstairs. " Dang it Bobby, why do you..always have to start throwing...crap Bobby!" Sofi yelled as the heard some glass break aganist the wall.

" Because you...are always..throwing your..crap at me!" Bobby answered her as more stuff was broken. Jerry and Camille shook their heads, " I ain't cleaning that up.." Jerry said shutting the door all the way just in case their throwing fragile and hard objects contest was to come upstairs.

Through the chaos they could hear the door open, Jack said the only thing he could in this situation.

" Bring a bodybag...Angel's a goner..."

I'M SORRY IT'S A NOT THAT LONG BUT I HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT. I WENT TO GOOGLE FOR THE 'IDIOTA' WORD, IF THATS NOT THE RIGHT WORD FOR IDIOT IN SPANISH PLEASE CORRECT ME AND I'LL CHANGE IT. I DON'T SPEAK SPANISH SO I'M NOT SURE. PLEASE REVIEW..YOU KNOW THA LITTLE PURPLE BOTTON AT THE BOTTOM AT THE SCREEN..PLEASE PRESS IT!!