ZOE's P.O.V.

The doctor confirmed it was a seizure. It lasted for almost four very long and extremely scarry minutes, and Zed was immediately taken away for more tests. For us, it was the waiting game all over again.

Xav had called all of my brothers and explained them 'they should be here just in case'. Just in case what?! I was so sick and tired of this craziness. I hated seing my brothers hurt more than anything in the world. I just wished it would all end already.

All five of my brothers burst into the waiting room 15 minutes after it all went down. The drive from our house to the hospital would normally take about 25 minutes. Whoever was driving must have broken every single rule out there to get here so fast. I went out on a limb and guessed it was Vic.

They all immediately noticed my slouched form squeezed into one of the corners of the room, trying to protect myself from this scarry world. Yves murmured something to the others and headed straight towards me. Everyone else stepped in front of Xav, who had been franatically pacing back and forth for approximately fifteen minutes. Just as he was about to start explaining what happened, Yves crouched in front of me and blocked my view. I looked straight into his eyes. Luckily, he didn't say anything. If he did, I probably whould have started crying again. Man, I never used to cry this much. I must have cried more in this past week then ever before in my entire life. First getting kidnapped and now... I was such a crybaby.

Stop it right now, little miss.

Stop what?

You're not a crybaby. Oops. So he heard that? This is something noone should ever have to go trough. I can't even imagine how you must feel. First being scared for your own life, and now Zed... It's scarry and horrifying and wrong. You have every right to be upset.

He's right Vic joined us telepathicly. Sooo, I guess my brothers were all listening to the broadcast of our conversation... Little dove. That shocked me. Vic hasn't called me that in years. I thought he had forgotten about the sweet nickname. It's moments like this that I trully appreciate my siblings. I was trully blessed to have seven such kind and loving brothers in my life. I always knew they would make eight girls very happy. Their seven future wives, and me.

I love you guys.

We love you too they all responed in unity.

A nurse walked in to give us an update. She said they were taking Zed back into surgery, because there were some complications. Those are never the words you want to hear. As usual, there was nothing any of us could do, exept wait and hope for the best.

ZOE's P.O.V.

Hours passed and just as Xav was about to head to the nurses' station to see if he could find out anything, the doctor walked in dressed in scrubs. "Your brother had a brain bleed, which resulted in a blood clot. We had to remove it surgically." That didn't sound too bad. Maybe he'll be okay after all. "However, the invasive surgery caused his brain to swell up even more. We were forced to purposely lower his body temperature to 94 degrees, in order to help decrease the pressure." Never mind. Was there ever going to be any good news?

Damn it. That was Xav. Before any of us got a chance to ask, he continued Induced hypothermia is mostly used as a last resort. And there I was, broken down, tears running down my cheeks again. I wasn't ready to lose my brother. Not like this.

Zed, don't you dare let go. I told hom telepathically, even though he probably couldn't hear me.

"We'll reelevate it as soon as the pressure decreases. I wish I had better news." Believe me, man, so do we. "All you can do now is be there for him."

"Thank you, doc." Trace was the only one able to speak at this moment.

"You can see him if you want. He shouldn't be alone..." he trailed off, not wanting to express the huge possibility of us losing our brother.

ZOE's P.O.V.

Zed's room was freezing. That was the first thing I noticed when I walked in. The second thing were the blue cooling blankets placed pretty much all over Zed's legs, arms and torso. His skin was even whiter than before and his lips were a strange shade of blue. The scarry tube was still shoved down his throat, and all the other tubes were in their previous spots aswell. There was a wire coming out of his head, which I guessed was keeping an eye on his intrawhatever pressure.

I felt the urge to hold his hand, so I darted towards his bed. "Hey there, troublemaker." I heard Vic chuckle, before I took hold of Zed's limp hand. "Geez, you're freezing. Literally. Maybe if you were actually wearing a shirt, you wouldn't be so cold. Just sayin'... You don't have to hit one every single woman around." I paused to regain myself. "How about you stop dying on us, huh? Unless, of course, you have a deathwish, in which case go right ahead." My brothers were now sitting down, enjoying the sarcastic monologue. "Seriously, Zed, if you keep up with this much longer-. You know Xav can't keep a straight face. Ever. At least I've never seen him without a grin on his face. Not until yesterday, at least... Now, that's all I ever see. And the others aren't much better either. I think they are starting to get all cheezy and emotional. You should really wake up and fix them., before it's too late." I was making fun of anything I cluld think of, but I knew my brothers didn't mind. We were all feeling the withdrawal from the lack of Zed and Xav's usual constant sense of humor. So I countinued insulting everything, making the long moments slightly more bearable.

I find it interesting, how fast priorities can change. When we first arrived at the hospital, all I wanted was for Zed to wake up. Now, the terryfying stats alarms staying quiet were enough.

Author's note:

Done (just with this chapter, not the story... don't worry I won't leave Zed hanging). This felt good. Writing always makes me feel better, that's why I love it so much.

I hope you enjoyed reading it. If you find the time and feel like it, please review, for I would love to hear some feedback in order to improve.

Thank you for everything.

Love, N