First up, Thank you for all the lovely reviews! Greater the number of reviews, more the number of chapters! :P Thank you for the encouragement and the praises and for reading all my stories! Also a special thanks to the guests who reviewed! I just wanted to post a msg for a guest (I hope you see this)

Vane, Gracias por el hermoso revisión y encouragemet usted! Estoy muy contento de que te haya gustado. Y yo no sé español, así que estoy traduciendo este mensaje y la esperanza de que lo vas a ver. : D

AN: I tried to deal with Danny's emotions mostly in this chapter so it might be considered a bit slow. I would really likt to know what you guys think!

Chapter 10

"You are going to fine Ethan... hey buddy... just look at me... don't close your eyes! Ethan ..." The cacophony of voices were undecipherable even for the speakers, so they were absolutely sure than Ethan could not make any sense of it at all. But this crazed assault of desperate words ought to show Ethan that they cared. And at this point they really needed it. The McCall pack was in the jeep, fussing over Ethan who showed almost no signs of life. Only the shallow breathing and his weak heartbeat (which they kept tabs on) told them that the boy who, had been made to spread out on Aiden and Danny's lap, was actually alive.

"Hurry up Stiles!" Aiden yelled, his palm wrapped around Ethan's neck lightly to staunch the blood flow. It didn't do much good, however, because the blood still seeped through his fingers. Ethan's forehead had been badly injured in the accident and hadn't healed. It had made a vicious dark spot on Aiden's shirt. Ethan's broken and bleeding torso rested somewhat on the seat and his legs on Danny's lap. Danny let his hands hover over the body, afraid to even touch it; it was already so broken and battered that he was afraid of hurting him even more by merely touching him.

Stiles nodded and weighed on the accelerator. His seat covers were ruined but he didn't care. He was still in a daze; he almost believed that Ethan was dead. How could anyone survive that? But he wanted to be proved wrong and focussed on the road ahead. Scott was bobbing up and down in the front seat, barely able to keep it together, but stayed silent. Derek and Isaac were riding Scott and Aiden's bike back to the hospital.

"Faster!" Danny urged, holding Ethan's hand in his.

Suddenly, Ethan gasped. His eyes fluttered open, lips moved slightly and then he coughed. He was trying to say something. Some blood spluttered out and ran down the side of his cheek but he didn't give up. He forced his voice to comply. Aiden bent closer to his mouth in order to hear him.

"G-et...hmph... –ut... trap," Ethan whispered, swallowing and wheezing.

Tears sprang to Aiden's eyes. He put his forehead against Ethan's and let out a strangled sob. Then he said in a clear voice, "We are out, Ethan. We are safe. You did good buddy! You just have to hang in there now."

He had, not so long ago, accused his brother of being selfish and not thinking about him. Yet, here they were, Ethan was dying and he wanted his pack and his brother to be safe.

Ethan blinked slowly. "Saf...?" he wheezed.

"Yeah, Yeah bro. Everything is all right," Aiden said, gulping down a ball of pain in his throat.

"O-k," Ethan choked on the 'K', more blood spilling out of his mouth.

Stiles didn't need any more telling when he smashed his foot down on the accelerator.

"You tricked me! You knew I was supposed to go out with dad today!" Danny said in mock anger.

"You didn't want to... and now you don't have to!" Ethan grinned, dodging a cushion that Danny sent flying his way.

"C'mon, I'm ill. You are supposed to be taking care of me!" Ethan added, swiftly evading Danny who was now giving chase through the living room, laughing.

"Pathological liar! That's what you are!" Danny laughed, giving up. Ethan settled down on the sofa beside him and grinned mischievously, "Oh you love me." Danny smiled wrapping his arms around Ethan's neck, "That I do."

Danny wrenched his eyes open, the voices fresh upon his mind. He was sitting in the waiting room, his elbows rested on his knees and his head, on his palms. He passed his fingers through his hair, exasperated and stared blankly at the wall in front of him. His eyes were red and puffy, but not from crying; from staying awake. He had been awake for four days straight. That was stretching it, even for werewolves. He felt cold inside, and numb. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes again, but the moment he did so, Ethan's face washed up on his mind; first the smiling, arrogant expression and then the dejected sorrow and the puppy brown eyes. Tormented, Danny forced apart his eyes lids again.

"Trying to sleep or trying to stay awake?" a voice said from the door. The scent was very familiar but still unknown because he hadn't met her after his transition. He lifted his face to see Jenna. She walked in. Her face betrayed just how tired she was, she had just landed from a long flight. But she seemed calm, a kind of stability Danny hadn't seen at all in the past few days.

"More like trying to forget", Danny replied, standing up. She came and stood in front of him gave him a small smile.

"Funny, how things change. The last time I spoke to you, you were angry about not being able to remember," she replied, quietly.

Danny stared at her with wide, bloodshot eyes, the hurt evident in them. Jenna sighed, "Don't blame yourself. This is not your fault."

"Yeah? Then how do you explain this", Danny said, pointing upstairs where the ICU was.

Jenna shrugged, "Bidden and Araya would be a good place to begin! Then maybe Ethan's own pig headedness. He should never have gone off alone when he knew it was dangerous."

"I left him alone! I forced him to be alone," Danny said, his voice shaking with disgust.

Jenna looked at him first with confusion and then with pity.

"Danny, if you want to blame yourself then I can't help you! Look, you saved him, and the rest! Without that EMP gadget all of them would be dead by now! You're being too hard on yourself," she said in a soothing tone. Danny felt his face grow hot and turned away from her fearing tears in his eyes.

"You know what I told? He asked me if I'd save him. And I said if it meant turning, I'd let him die. I said I'd let him die," Danny said hoarsely. He felt a small pressure on his arm and turned to face her. Tears were running down his cheeks now. He hadn't been able to speak to anyone till now. Everyone tried to comfort him and give him space but he really couldn't discuss this with them. He felt too awkward and out of place. He was still adjusting, after all. But with Jenna, she had become a close friend and she knew almost everything that happened with the twins, so Danny could get the load off his chest. Words came rushing out of his mouth as he explained the horrible things he had said to Ethan.

Jenna already knew it but she listened carefully for his version, patting him on the back. When Danny had finished Jenna looked very upset but not angry.

"Danny, I know that Ethan and you have been through a lot already and while I can't make excuses for you still not trusting him, I can't tell you take the blame for this! What happened to Ethan is not and can never be your fault. Araya has been after our blood for a long time, and Bidden too", she explained.

"I'm terrified, Jenna. I don't want to lose him. I love him!" Danny cried.

Jenna wrapped her arms around him and let him cry into her shoulder. Tears glistened in her eyes, "I'm terrified too, but Ethan is strong. He will pull through," she said and sincerely hoped that the words would come true.

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