Kevin filled up a glass of water and set it on the table. Deciding that Joe could wait a few minutes he picked up the phone and went to the couch calling the doctor.
"Hello Dr Chris speaking." The other end of the phone went.
"Yea hey, Dr Chris its Kevin Jonas here."
"Ahh, Kevin how are you?" Said a soothing voice.
"I'm fine, but its my brothers there not. All three of the actually. They all got really sick over night."
"What are the symptoms?"
"Nausea, throwing up, fevers and headaches. You know that kind of stuff?"
"Hmm." The doctor said obviously thinking. "And these happened over night?"
"Well yea, they were all fine when I sent them to bed and then I hear Frankie throwing up around 2:30 then Nick about an hour latter and then I find out Joes been feeling crappy all night. I mean there all sick except me!" Kevin said panicky.
"Hmm have they all eaten sometimes rotten lately? Because it sounds like they have food poisoning."
"Food poisoning?" Kevin said worried.
Oh no. Oh no. Oh no.
What If it was the chicken soup he made for them? It did look kind of weird and it did taste kind of funky. But it wasn't that bad was it?
Yes, yes it was. He wasn't that good of a cook. But then how come he wasn't sick? So it cant be his chicken soup.
"Well they did have some off chicken soup for dinner last night, but I ate it too so that can't be it can it?"
"Well not necessarily, your older and might just have a stronger immune system. Or it just didn't affect you the same way it did them." Dr Chris said matter-of-factly.
"You're telling me I could have poisoned my brothers!" Kevin panicked.
"What? I thought you said the soup was off?"
"Ahh...don't worry, so what can I do to get them better?"
"Not much, you will have to let the process go, they need to get it out of there system. So lots of bed rest, panadol when needed and lots and lots of water. They should be fine in a couple of days just make sure they get there rest."
"So there's really nothing else I can do?" Kevin asked desperately.
"I'm sorry Kevin but that's it. They will get better on their own soon. Just try and make them comfortable."
Kevin sighed, "Okay, thanks doctor." He said and hung up.
He sat on the couch in silence for a few minutes.
"I cant believe I've done this to my baby brothers with my horrible cooking." He said out loud.
Kevin sighed. This cannot be happening, he thought.
He decided not to dwell on it for the moment and check on his brothers. The only way he was going to make it up to them was make sure they get better. He was going to try his hardest to do that. Even if it meant he wasn't going to get any sleep for the next couple of days it didn't matter.
He grabbed Joe's glass of water and headed up to his room. He found Joe lying in bed watching Harry Potter 1 intensely.
"Hey Joey how you feeling?" Kevin asked and set his glass of water on the bedside table.
"Hey." Joe said not bothering to sit up. "I'm okay."
Kevin frowned and sat on his bed. Joe was never like this. He was always jumping up and down and making stupid comments. Not lying down in bed.
"You don't look okay." Kevin said. He put the back of his hand on Joe's forehead.
He was very warm.
"Your really warm." He commented.
"Yea that'd be right." Joe said calmly.
"What hurts?"
"Everything." Joe complained. "But I'll live Kev, go check on Frankie and Nick. They need you more."
Kevin rolled his eyes. "You need me just as much."
Joe smiled, feeling extremely tired, but to nauseas and hot to sleep. "Thanks."
"No problem little bro." Kevin said and put his arms out for Joe. Joe gratefully climbed into them and snuggled up to Kevin. He hated feeling like this, but he hated depending on Kevin more. He was 18 for gods sake! He shouldn't be leaning on his brother just because he was sick. He had achieved such an image if people saw this they would think of him as some boy who needs his older brother. How embarrassing. But yet, no matter how embarrassing it seemed to be, all he wanted to do was curl up to Kevin and be the younger brother again. Even if he was famous does that mean when he needed it most he had to turn it away?
No he decided. Joe decided that just because he was 18, and just because he was famous was no reason to not take Kevin's warming gesture. He was a little brother, and when Kevin was around that was all he had to be. He could once again be that young boy who ran to his older brothers room for comfort when he had, had a nightmare. And when you're sick, that is all you want to be.
"I'm sorry." Joe whispered quietly.
"For what?" Kevin asked confused holding Joe close. He knew Joe really needed him right now, even if he wouldn't admit it.
"For being sick, making you worry and stress out so much. For taking up your time right now and making you rock you 18 year old brother because his sick." Joe said a bit disgusted of himself.
"Joe you never have to apologize for being sick, and you're not taking up my time right now and I like rocking my 18 year old brother. Sometimes you act like you don't need me and it's nice to know you still do."
Joe laughed, "I'll always need you, even if I don't want to admit it."
"I know." Kevin snickered.
"I feel like such a baby right now." Joe commented but still didn't pull away. "But I don't want you to leave."
"Joe you will always be my baby brother no matter how old you are."
A/n- ok I got some free time so I decided to update.
