A/N: Only functioning on Theraflu and allergy medicine so I hope this chapter doesn't turn out trippy or anything LOL.

-Sleeping Bear, "Echelon."

I've broken every law

All the words come out my broken jaw.

I don't know anything

But then I act like I know everything.

Don't wanna talk about it,

What do you see when you dream about it?

I had been broke down from my enemies

I'm drifting further from my memories.

And then you take it away...

-Foster The People, "Broken Jaw."

Hospitals were never fun to visit or to be trapped inside of. Sure they looked pretty from the outside and were huge on the inside but that did not mean that everything inside was just as peachy. Milan hated hospitals after her father pretty much sent her there at a young age. They were always cold, sort of giving the feel that death was among you, and the smell was too clean although there were plenty of sick people locked in their rooms. Milan kept her thoughts to herself as she sat beside Claire in the waiting room, her eyes darted from all the paintings that hung from the cantaloupe colored walls, the drawings from sick children, the large framed windows, along with the bulletin boards.

"What's taking so long? They said we would be able to go in right away so what's the hold up?" Claire wondered, running her fingers through her red hair.

Milan swallowed as she brought her eyes to Claire who already had her eyes trained on her, "I'm not sure but we have to be patient."

Claire blinked as she took in Milan's appearance, her brown eyes trailed from the scrapes that decorated the skin on her face to the bruising around her throat to the bruise on her upper leg to the clenching of her hands.

Claire turned to her friend, "Hey...are you alright? You don't look too well."

"Your concern is generous but to be completely honest with you, I am not a fan of hospitals." Milan answered with a weak smile.

The red haired teen noticed Milan un-ball her fingers from the palm of her own hand, seeing that little dents of moon crescents were now printed into her skin.

"Is Greg the reason for that?"

Milan visibly tensed and Claire felt like kicking herself for bringing that man's name up in the first place. That monster caused her friend so much pain, a pain Claire could not even imagine dealing with at such a young age.

"At first...I never went to the hospital when he hurt me. Of course that was not very wise of me to do but when I finally found the strength to tell aunt Tina about what was happening when I lived with Wendy and Greg, she begged me to go to the hospital with her to make sure I didn't have any diseases or tears. Turns out I did have a tear...but I healed just fine...physically." Milan trailed off.

Claire wrapped her arms around Milan, surprising the girl nonetheless. Milan let her eyes relax as she wrapped her arms around Claire's back, "I'm so sorry that happened to you. I am so sorry for judging you all this time without knowing your story."

Milan carefully listened to Claire's words knowing that this was the real Claire. Claire Standish maybe bossy, raised from a wealthy home and could be snobby but she was not the same "bitch" Milan and everyone else thought she was.

"Thank you." Milan whispered, giving Claire one last squeeze as a doctor called out to them.

"Friends of Allison Reynolds?" The doctor's Dutch accent was a bit thick but not too hard to understand.

Milan and Claire stood to their feet taking their hands in each other's as they stood in front of the man. He was a short man with a very large beard that covered a majority of his face and wild curly hair. He waved his hands at the two girls to follow him as he began going over Allison's case, "I'm Doctor De Jong and I've been looking over your friend, It's a shame what's happened. We have contacted her parents and they gave us the okay to let you guys in. Allison has suffered a traumatic brain injury due to the kicks from the attackers. We are unsure how she may recover when she wakes up-"

"She hasn't waken up yet?" Claire asked with a deep frown.

Doctor De Jong nodded quite aware that it's been hours since the attack, "Don't worry it's normal. She's suffered a lot and she needs her rest."

"She's going to be okay right?" Milan directed.

Doctor De Jong gave the two teens a smile, "I hope so, that one's a fighter. She also has two broken ribs and some bruises to the face."

Doctor De Jong held the door open for Milan and Claire to walk through. A old woman lay on the bed with her eyes closed as Milan and Claire made their way to the back of the room where Allison lay. The two friends could not break their eyes away from Allison who kept her eyes closed laying on the bed. Her hair looked the same as it did on the first day of detention but looked a lot more tussled. She lay completely still as Milan and Claire took their spots beside each side of the bed, her pale skin held a black and blue bruise against her cheek bone and her lip looked to be split open. A majority of her hair was wrapped in a white bandage with a small spec of blood leaking through.

The whole scene was just strange. Milan wondered what she must have looked like laying in the hospital bed with her own mother standing over her waiting for her to wake up. It was silent between Milan and Claire as they watched over Allison with her heartbeat left to do all of the talking.

Detective Addens knocked on the door with a grin dug into the corner of her mouth. John Bender sat with his feet on the edge of the metal table and his cuffed hands in his lap. She entered the room and stood by the table stating, "I see you made yourself comfortable."

Bender nodded his head, "I did."

Detective Addens smirked, "Great. We have your teachers here, Mr. Watkins and Mr. Vernon. They would like to talk to you and figure out what's really going on but from you."

Bender scowled, "Of course they would be here."

Detective Addens smiled and waved her hand at the male officer to open the door and let the two teachers in. Bender sighed as Mr. Watkins and Mr. Vernon came into view, Mr. Watkins choose to sit down across from Bender while Mr. Vernon stood with his arms crossed. The three were met with the door clicking shut and that gave Mr. Vernon that okay to say what he wanted to say.

"Why am I not surprised that you decided to go and fuck up our time here out of the states?" Mr. Vernon started.

Bender shook his head, "Listen here dick, Detective I need to get laid so I can stop being such a bitch said that you two were here to get the story from me. So don't start chewin' me out about shit that you don't know about."

Mr. Vernon let out a humorless laugh, "I don't care what happened. What you did got the law involved and you and your 'friends' thought we wouldn't find out about it!"

"Rich, just let him tell us what happened before you start giving lectures." Mr. Watkins spoke up.

Mr. Vernon sent Mr. Watkins a look of disbelief but Mr. Watkins raised an eyebrow waiting for Mr. Vernon to challenge him on this. Mr. Vernon crossed his arms letting the palm of his hand rest into his mouth giving Bender the floor.

"Thank you for that Mr. Watkins, that was the first act of kindness you have ever showed me." Bender snarky replied.

"Cut the shit kid. You lot are in some serious trouble if you aren't telling the truth." Mr. Watkins ordered.

Bender pulled his feet down and rested his hands on the table, "Alright listen good."

Andrew Clark finished three glasses of water that the officer brought to him. Each minute that ticked by irked him, he didn't want to be here any longer. He told the truth and he didn't understand why these people felt the need to think that he had to lie about something like this. He lifted his head as Detective Addens entered the room by herself holding a file, she sat down across from Andrew and flipped it open.

"I have a statement from Tyler Greenwood...would you like to hear it?"

Andrew didn't bother to open to his mouth as he stared at the woman in front of him. Detective Addens tilted her head to the side as she stared at the seventeen year old in front of her, "Tyler Greenwood says that he was wandering the city with you and you blew him off to hang out with Bender and Brian. He then ran into these two guys who were selling marijuana and some pills. He noticed that the two men were looking at two girls who happened to be Allison Reynolds and Milan Crespo. The next thing he knows is the two men running after Allison and Milan who tried their best to get away. Tyler then proceeded to follow after the men to stop them and he caught up to Milan but she started attacking him in the dark alleyway thinking that it was one of the men so he retalited by pushing her up against the wall to calm her down. What he didn't realize while trying to keep Milan calm was that the men were beating Allison unconsciously."

Once Detective Addens' eyes lifted to meet Andrew's clear blues she waited for him to reply.

"I hope you know that his statement is complete bullshit."

Detective Addens nodded her head, "I do. I am fully aware that he is lying."

That's when Andrew Clark leaned back in his chair waiting for an explanation.

"That's when I took the bottle and...hit Tyler over the head with it. T-To get him off Milan." Brian finished peeking up to see Mr. Watkins and Mr. Vernon's expressions.

Mr. Watkins sighed while Mr. Vernon appeared to be amused.

"Who knew that you would have it in ya, Pee Wee." Mr. Vernon smirked.

Mr. Watkins shook his head at Vernon's comment, "Your story matches Bender's and they allowed us to read Milan and Claire's statements so I'm not sure why they're holding you guys this long."

"They're just doing their jobs Wally...just like it's our jobs to make sure that these kids follow the rules. Just like it was their's to stay out of trouble!"

Brian glared at Mr. Vernon, "Are you hinting that it was our fault for what happened?"

"Yes Johnson, that's exactly what I'm saying. If you didn't go out into town trying to get drunk and whatever else it was that you decided to do this would have never happened."

Brian shook his head as he licked his lips, "I'm sorry Mr. Vernon but you don't know anything. Your accusations on what you think you know is complete bullshit."

Mr. Vernon narrowed his eyes, "You wanna run that by me again?"

Brian sat up straight in his chair, "I...I just think it's funny how you haven't changed a bit since detention. I thought writing you that assignment would give you some sort of insight on us kids, the kids that you spit on, When you look at the situation we're in right now the only thing you can do is place the blame on us. Not once did you ask if we were all okay, Which I'm not- I'm panicking and I'm pretty sure the rest of us aren't all right including Bender. We were attacked and if Bender, Andrew, and I didn't show up when we did...Milan and Allison could be dead right now because of Tyler. That kid is screwed up just like all of us -I do not agree with what he's done so don't think that. I'm- Appalled- No I'm pissed for what happened and what could have happened. I'm furious that I didn't do a well enough job of taking care of my girlfriend and I'm terrified to know how Allison is. I really want to go out there and pound Tyler's face in...but I'm not a fighter. Although I will do everything in my power to fight and be there for my friends. So if you want to put the blame on us for just going out and enjoying our time in a city then you seriously need to look in the mirror. Maybe you're the one to blame since your judgement of us is so clouded."

Mr. Watkins waited for Mr. Vernon to start screaming his head off but the man did not. Mr. Vernon folded his bottom lip into his mouth and nodded his head with no response. He turned to leave the room until Mr. Watkins asked, "Where are you going?"

"I want to hear what Miss. Knox has to say about all of this. Johnson...Detective Addens told me to tell you that your parents are waiting to talk to you."

Brian turned around as Mr. Vernon left to face Mr. Watkins with wide eyes.

Brian exited the interrogation room to see Bender and Andrew sitting on the couch. Brian made his way over to the two guys as Bender stood up to give Brian a rough pat on the arm, "Good job for protecting what's yours."

The blond sent Bender a grin as he winked at him in return. Andrew sat with his elbows buried in knees as he kept his eyes trailed on Greenlee and Tyler, Tyler sat a few ways away from Greenlee while some officers stood watch over him. Mr. Vernon and Mr. Watkins stood a few spaces behind the officers who questioned Greenlee. Her face was drenched with tears and it was evident that she cracked underneath the pressure.

"When I get my hands on him," Andrew spoke through clenched teeth.

Bender looked from Andrew to his line of vision which lead to Tyler who stared out at nothing with a pure look of anger on his face as Greenlee spilt the truth. Detective Addens nodded her head as she finished scribbling the rest of the notes onto the clipboard and turned off the tape, "We're good. Now place them both into cells A4 and F9. We will be contacting your parents and sending you both on a flight back to a detention center until your court hearing is scheduled."

As the officer pulled Greenlee onto her feet she spoke, "Wait! I thought you said if I told you the truth I'd be free to go."

Detective Addens sent Greenlee a smirk over her shoulder, "Telling the truth isn't a get out of jail free card sweetie. You created the crime and you might not get as much time as your lover Tyler here but you will be facing some jail time. So I suggest you get used to those beds in there because that's what you'll be sleeping on for awhile."

Greenlee tried her best to get out of the officer's grips on her arms as she screamed and tears trailed down her face. Brian, Bender, and Andrew watched on and Tyler scoffed as the police officers made him walk by the three. "Stupid bitch should have just followed the plan." He muttered.

Andrew jumped up and stood in from of the guy that he thought was his friend, "I thought we were friends man...why would you try to hurt Milan and my girl?"

Tyler smirked, "So you finally admit it? The psycho bitch is your girlfriend."

That's when Andrew balled up his fist and threw a punch to Tyler's mouth feeling the cuts on his knuckles bleed once again after making contact with Tyler's teeth. The officers shoved Andrew back as Tyler started laughing as he was dragged off down the steps to the cells.

Brian sent Andrew a small smile as he queried, "Did that make you feel any better?"

"I'd feel better if I knew how Allison is."

Detective Addens now stood in front of the three boys, "Well now Mr. Clark, you'll get that chance. The three of you are free to go. Thanks for your corporation, We are still looking for the other man but we have three down and that's better than nothing. You kids stay outta trouble." She offered them a quick smile before heading back to her office.

The three teens shared a stare before Andrew turned to lead the way out of the station not bothering to wait for the police officers.

Andrew Clark never thought he would be this caught up over a girl. However, There were not too many girls that made his heart felt the way that Allison Reynolds made his feel. He didn't waste any time asking where her room was located and everyone followed after him with no hesitation. It was after visiting hours but the staff was told of the situation and allowed them easy access. Mr. Watkins and Mr. Vernon were asked to wait outside while Andrew entered the room spotting an elderly woman with her side of the room with the lights out. Bender and Brian were not too far behind the jock as they moved around the curtain to see Allison resting comfortably.

Andrew stopped in his tracks at the sight of Allison, just from one glance made him want to turn around and give Tyler the same treatment he'd given to his girl. He carefully moved over to her and dropped to his knees, taking Allison's hand into his- placing a small kiss on the back of her hand. Brian struggled to remove his eyes from Allison's form as he spotted Milan curled into a ball with a blanket wrapped around her. Claire was not too far from her on the other half of the green couch with her feet stretched out in front of her, her eyes also closed.

Brian quietly made his way over to Milan, his hands disappearing into Milan's curls before resting on her cheek. He gently trailed his fingers over her warm skin and it was enough to awaken the flare inside of her. A smile appeared on her lips before she bothered to open her eyes, those same eyes that made Brian's heart dance. Her left eye the color of ash from the last of a fire tossed into a breeze, the right the shade of honey mixed sunlight on wood. Her eyes brightened as she started to sit up but before she could fully do that Brian felt the urge to kiss Milan and so he did.

Bender made himself comfortable by sitting on Claire's lap using his weight as a way to wake up his princess. Claire let out a groan, her eyes adjusting to the small light in the room and once she spotted the long haired boy perched on her lap she tried her best to shove him off causing a laugh to escape his lips. Bender took that as his mission to lean back against Claire and threw his arm around her neck and placed one behind his head. Claire shot Bender a look of annoyance until he placed a kiss on his thumb to place onto her lips, earning a wide smile in reply.

"Well isn't this cute." Mr. Vernon's face interrupted everyone's acts of affection.

Mr. Watkins stood behind Mr. Vernon not saying one word, his eyes did trail over the girls and lingered on Allison's form a bit longer seeing the true damage that was done.

Mr. Vernon clapped his hands together, "It looks like another Saturday is ruined because of you idiots. Mr. Watkins and I are sending you all home a day early. Your parents will be waiting for you at the airport so congratulations your days here at Amsterdam have come to an end!"

In addition to that said Mr. Vernon sent them all a sardonic smile leaving The Breakfast Club to digest the information they just received on this early Saturday morning.

A/N: I wanted to make the boys' reunion with the girls sweet although there were not words exchanged between them. Sadly The Breakfast Club's time in Amsterdam has come to an end...but Allison has not woken up yet so how will Andrew take that? I didn't want to drag the "Investigation" out any longer than it needed to be so this is the result.

There's still much more to go down and five more chapters for me to tell so I hope you're loving it?

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-ALovelyEccentricSoul x