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"Is he ok? What did he say?" The questions flow out like a stream from everyone once they spot me.

"Look, he will be fine. He just is alittle banged up and he is depressed." I inform them.

"why is he depressed?" They all ask at once.

"He thinks he's a mean brother and partly because of his concussion." I tell them.

I look over at Adam and see he is silently crying. Everyone else has sad yet surprised faces.

"Can we go see him?" They ask.

"Yeah, but he might be sleep." I tell hem. They nod and we all walk to his room. I knock and we all walk inside. Everyone takes a seat next to his bed side as he starts to groan.

"Hey Chase." I say nice and quietly.

"Dad?" He asks, his voice quiet and raspy.

"Yes buddy it's me. Are you in any pain?" I ask.

He nods.

"Where buddy?" I ask walking over to his bedside.

"It doesn't matter." He says with a sigh.

"Yes it does buddy, none of us want you in pain." I comfort him. He looks up to me and his eyes glance at Adam, then he looks down. He sighs again.

Adam notices this and starts to get out of his chair and walk towards Chase. Chase immediately looks up and grips my hand he starts to squeeze tight and he flinched at every step Adam takes.

"Chase how about you get some sleep and we pick you up tomorrow?" I say noticing his actions.

Chase nods and I push the family out of the room.

We walk into the house and Adam goes down to the lab in tears while Bree follows.

I sigh. These are the consequences when brothers fight.

~~~~~~~~Time skip~~~~~~~~

The kids already left to go to school and Tasha and I are on our way to pick up Chase. When we reach the hospital we walk to Chase's room, but it's bombarded with a bunch of nurses and doctors. I walk to one of the doctors and tap him and ask what happened.

"Last night, someone came into Chase's room. Now he keeps having panic attacks. He keeps saying 'he's trying to kill me' 'I'm gonna die' over and over and he's in extreme shock. He's been like this for hours. He doesn't even notice anyone in the room. It's like he's in a trance."

I listen to the doctor in shock. Instead of answering, I walk into the room to look at Chase. He was laying on the bed with his knees to his chest with an oxygen mask on his face. His breathing is very heavy and he keep mumbling stuff to himself. He was rocking back and forth and his eyes seem to stare straight ahead.

"Chase?" I ask him walking in front of him.

"Dad?" He whispers.

"Yes it's me buddy. You ok?" I ask him concerned.

"I wanna go home!" He says starting to cry. I pull him in close and he cries into my chest. After a few minutes he falls fast sleep.

I get all the paperwork from the doctors and I got his medicine. He is at bed rest for afew days, even after that he has to be careful because of his lung, which can cause him to cough out blood easily if he gets out of breath. His stomach is also a problem, but as long as he eats well and takes his meds he should be fine. His arm should heal soon, probably a few days at most a week because his bionics should help. He will also have a lot of headaches and dizziness, but overall he should be ok. I walk back to his room from the doctor's office and get Chase. I walk to the car with his bag and come back inside. Chase is still asleep so I pick him up in my arms and lay him in the back seat. The doctors gave me a travel oxygen tank he can keep with him just in case. When we get home, Tasha carries Chase's bags inside and I carry Chase into his room. I lay him into the bed and leave him to sleep.