A/N - Alright I know you all will hate me because i Lied about the Wen/Olivia chapter. Don't get me wrong i tried but this chapter witch was suposed to be the one after that one just came easiser and it makes sence to do Wen, Stella, and Charlie back to back like Olivia's and Mo's I promice it will be Wen and Olivia next heck I may even finish it before tommrow. Again I am really sorry.

Oh and this takes place in Rode Island :)


Stella couldn't figure out what the worse part of the hospital was, the uncomfortable chairs that kept you awake although sleep would rest your mind. The cold air that sent shivers down your spine with out the help of the tone of the place. The plain plastered white walls also provided little comfort. Stella had a hard time believing she was even here.

Charlie couldn't even sit he continuously paced back and forth his feet falling in time with his labored breath. He also ran his hands threw his black hair every few seconds in an effort to take his mind off tears. He had been doing this routine for almost three hours just waiting for news.

Then it happened he broke walking towards the wall he threw both arms up over his head his elbows colliding with the wall first. Then as if synchronized with his sobs his hands slowly moved down to his neck before flinging back up and punching the wall. He didn't hit it hard enough to make a dent but hard enough for it to count for him. Turning around he sunk into the floor.

Stella wished the other members of the band would show up she didn't know what to do, how to handle this. She had never even come close to loosing any family member and if one of her brothers was in IC, the though it self brought tears to her eyes.

It wasn't real; she had seen Tommy not four days ago. She could still see him smiling and messing with his younger brother now he lay as a quote on quote vegetable. Stella did the only thing that she guessed would comfort her in a time like this. Almost crawling she made her way to Charlie's side and just wrapped her arms around him.

He returned the jester and laid his head on her shoulder. There she sat against the white modem walls giving the drummer as much comfort as she could until she herself fell asleep. Almost as soon as Charlie awoke he saw some familiar shoes down the hall.

"Olivia, Mo, Wen," He almost cried letting Stella, who was still asleep, fall against Wen's arm before he moved the tired teen over to the many awaiting hospital chairs.

"What Happened," Olivia started grabbing Charlie's arm.

(FLASH BACK)

Six hours earlier

"Tommy, mom and dad will kill you if they ketch you." Charlie explained from his seat on the bed as he watched Tommy get dressed out of his pajamas into his concert clothes. Tommy had landed two tickets to his favorite band and of course despite the fact the concert was at eleven a clock at night he still wanted to go.

"Not if they don't know Charles. Not if they don't know," Tommy said as he sat on the bed next to Charlie putting on his shoes.

"Come on Tommy please don't make me cover for you." Charlie almost begged.

"I am sorry kid, I really am but this is big, like really big." Tommy explained as he stood up fixing his shirt.

"Why do you keep repeating yourself?" Charlie asked.

"Because if freaks you out kid. Look Mom and Dad think you are at Wen's so they wont check in your room and all you have to do is sleep and make sure they keep the lights off. Please Charles just this once for me." Tommy said with a wide mouth grin.

"Once, hah I wish you do this at least once every sixth months. Or at least every time your home," Charlie explained.

"That's because this house is suffocating I will be back soon, don't get me caught or I will tell Mom and Dad about all of your detentions, and your arrest buddy boy." Tommy said with an evil laugh.

"Oh I hate you, you are evil." Charlie accused.

"Evil or not I still got free tickets, so go to bed like a good little boy now Char-Char." Tommy said before getting a bed pillow in the face.

"You better bring me a shirt." Charlie said.

"Anything you want bro,"

(End Flashback)

"He was in a car accident," Charlie wept softly.

"You're going to hate this advice but try to keep your mind of what's happening. It's the best way, or at least it was for me. Try to think of good memory's not the bad ones. It makes it easier." Olivia said, Charlie looked up and just flashed a half hearted smile. Soon after that Mo wessled his way into his arms. Olivia moved to sit next to Wen who welcomed her with open arms.

"Do you think that he could handel the worst case," Olivia asked softly.

"Lets just hope We don't ever have to figure out that answer." Wen said as Olivia snuggled deep into his embrace.

"I heard prayer helps more," Olivia said softly


A/N - alright the chap wasn't devoid of Olivia/Wen Fluff just a little spinkle again I am so sorry I put it off for another chapter I just loved this one and it fit to me. :)