Honestly, this was a quick update. The last chapter is written and I'll post it in the next couple of days. I hope you guys enjoy this second to last chapter.

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Cara is 14

"You have this thing for playing hero, don't you?"

I shot my sister a glare as I stared at my hand, which was now wrapped in a splint while I waited for someone to tell me if I was going to get a cast.

"I don't have this thing for playing hero."

"Yes, you do. Look, you got your ass kicked by trying to find a way to get out, and you got the girl in the process." she said pointing to Lindsay who was sitting in the corner of the room, obviously amused by the conversation I was having with Cara.

"I had the girl hours before I got my ass kicked." I told Cara who smirked.

"You still got her."

I rolled my eyes, "I hope you know this is the last time I ever tell you my relationship status."

"No! I'm your sister, I'm supposed to know your relationship status; it comes with the job."

"And so does being REALLY annoying." I told her which caused her to shut up pretty quickly.

"Fine, guess I'm not sneaking out to get you actual food instead of hospital food. I was going to be nice…" her voice faded as a small smirk played on her face.

"Alright, I'll take everything back if you get me a pastrami on rye." Danny said and Cara nodded.

"I think I can scrap something up. Close to the 2nd Avenue Deli, I think and with the radius being…"

"CARA!"

"Fine. Lindsay, you want anything?" Cara asked.

"Just turkey would be fine."

"Alright, I'll be back." Cara said slipping out of the hospital room. I shook my head.

"I hate it when she plays ninja." I mumbled and Lindsay got up to sit next to me on the bed, her head resting on my shoulder as she played with my uninjured hand.

"Adam's fine, he's getting ready for skin graphs now." she said answering my unasked question and I nodded.

"That's good. He's not… blaming himself, is he?" I asked Lindsay.

"I didn't stay for long, but I talked to Hawkes and Hawkes is saying he is." Lindsay told me and I sighed.

"I hope he really knows it's not his fault." I said and Lindsay shrugged.

"It's hard to convince someone of that." she said and I placed a kiss on her temple.

About 15 quiet minutes later, Cara was standing in the room, her back against the door, totally out a breath.

"Do you know how crazy those nurses are? I was almost attacked!" Cara said pushing herself off the door and handed me my pastrami on rye and Lindsay turkey sandwich.

"Did you think of hiding the bag?" I asked her and Cara shook her head.

"That might be your problem. Hospital staff are crazy about people bringing in outside food." Lindsay said as she took a bite of her sandwich.

"Well… thanks for letting me know." Cara said crossing her arms and frowned causing Lindsay and I to laugh.

CSINYCSINYCSINY

Cara was flipping through my DVD collection as Lindsay and I finished our dinner. I looked up at her as I balanced my fork on my plate.

"No chick flicks, please." I called out to her.

She turned to face me and frowned, "Can you see me picking a chick flick?" she asked as she turned back to the DVDs.

I looked at Lindsay and nodded, "Yeah, I actually could." I said to Lindsay who smirked and placed another piece of food into her mouth.

We finished out dinner with some talking before Cara came bounding up to us, holding a DVD.

"Thought you guys might enjoy this one. You've had it forever, Dan!" Cara said handing it to me and I looked at it.

"Oh yeah… Alright, go get it ready." I told her handing it back to her and she ran back to the living room.

When Cara started hanging out with us on nights she didn't have anything to do, I started to get worried. Not about how Cara would treat Lindsay, Cara loves Lindsay. I was more afraid of the stories that would be shared when I wasn't around. Lindsay has already heard several very embarrassing stories, including one that included an awkward moment with one of my friends back in high school.

Yes, the joys of having a younger sister who has nothing else better to do with her time besides telling 'fantastically funny' (that's how she puts it) stories.

Strangely enough, I don't mind it to much. I've grown from this awkward teen brother who wasn't thrilled to have a younger sister to having a great relationship with her. As Lindsay and I put away our 

dishes, we heard the unmistakable music of Harry Potter float into the kitchen. I smiled at Lindsay, this wasn't the first time Cara changed her mind about the movie and would stick in a more recognizable, more 'enjoyable' film. What can I say? She makes my life that more interesting and the fact she's growing up is a little strange. I just hope she knows that she can come to me (Or Lindsay for that face, Linds loves this crazy child) whenever she needs.

And first boy that breaks her heart? I'll break his neck.