Hey guys! Wanna hear an awesome story? Okay, so I ran around Target for an hour looking for BTR socks, and I couldn't find them, but I found airheads with their faces on them, so I bought six packs, and I had 36 airheads in all, and I got BTR trading cards! WHOOOP!

Thanks for all the reviews! OH, and I completely forgot to say this in the last chapter, but Anonymous Skrtle was the one who knew the police were the ones who shot the gun!

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Kendall stood outside of Katie's hospital room, attempting to keep his tears at bay and taking deep, calming breaths. He was afraid of what he would find when he went inside the room. He didn't want it to be anything like the last time he walked into a hospital room. He didn't want to see the pain in his little sister's eyes. He wanted her to be happy, to smile, to trick him into giving her all his money again. But it felt as if that would never happen again.

"Kendall?"

The blonde turned around and saw James standing behind him, his eyebrows raised in confusion. "Aren't you gonna go in?" he asked.

Kendall nodded, but didn't move. He stared at his friend, nervously playing with his hands. "I'm afraid," he finally admitted.

"Oh, just shut up and go in!" James exclaimed. Kendall sighed, laughing a little, and nodded. He turned back around and forced himself to walk through the door.

He wasn't surprised when he saw the bruises, cuts, and the familiar look of pain on his sister's face, but he did his best to ignore it. He sat beside her and stared for a moment, before turning to look at James, who was standing in the doorway.

"Do you think she looks worse than last time?" he asked softly. James shrugged.

"I think she looks the same," he answered honestly. "But that doesn't matter. Don't think about the way she looks and try to treat her as normally as possible, okay? That'll make her feel better."

"Okay," Kendall said. James smiled at him before closing the door and leaving him alone. Kendall turned to look at his sister for a long time, taking her hand and rubbing the back with his thumb. It was then he realized how tired he was. He closed his eyes, leaning against the back of the chair he was sitting in, and slowly fell asleep.

An hour later, Kendall's eyes fluttered open at the sound of a scream. He sat up in the chair, rubbing his eyes, and looked at Katie, who was staring at him with wide, fearful eyes.

"Katie! Hey!" he said happily, smiling at her. She pulled her hand away when he tried to take it, and Kendall frowned. She continued to stare at him, breathing hard. "What's wrong?" he asked gently.

She flinched at the sound of his voice. "Who are you?" she whispered.

Kendall's eyes widened at her question, and he stared back at her, pain whipping through him.

"You...you know who I am..." he whispered back. "Don't you?"

She shook her head slowly, her brown hair falling in front of her eyes. Kendall tried not to panic. He was supposed to treat her normally, just like James had told him to. So he reached his arm out and attempted to move her hair out her eyes. Immediately, she smacked his hand away and backed up as much as she could in her bed.

"Katie..." he whispered.

"Who's Katie?"

"You are!" he yelled, causing her to wince. "I'm sorry, Katie, but... You don't really forget who I am, do you?" he asked, his voice filled with pain and sadness. She shook her head again, breaking Kendall's heart as she did.

"Who are you?" she repeated.

"Katie...I'm your big brother," he answered. "Kendall," he added.

"But...but I don't have a big brother... I'm an only child!" she protested. Kendall frowned, giving her a confused look.

"No, Katie, I'm your brother. You really don't remember?" he asked sadly. Once again, she shook her head, but Kendall refused to believe it. How could she forget about him? He practically raised her.

"No! I want my mommy and daddy!" she whined. "Please get them!" she begged.

"You remember Mom and Dad but you don't remember me?" he asked in disbelief. She stared at him as if he was crazy, and he stared back, begging her to remember that he was the one who cared for her every day, who loved her more than anyone else.

"You're not my brother!" she exclaimed.

"Yes, I am, Katie!"

"Stop calling me Katie! That's not my name!" she shouted. Kendall's jaw dropped slightly, and he sighed.

"What are you talking about? If you remember Mom and Dad, why don't you remember who you are?" he questioned.

"Of course I know who I am!" she said.

Kendall raised his eyebrows. "Then why are you saying you aren't Katie?"

"Because I'm not! My name is Alicia and I want my parents!" she shouted.

Kendall's eyes widened, and he felt tears welling up in them. "No, no, Katie, they're not your parents!" he yelled. "Don't even say they are! They're not! I'm your brother, and our mom is outside! Those freaks aren't your parents, and don't you dare say they are!"

"Kendall? KENDALL!"

Kendall's eyes snapped opened, and he looked around the room, finding Katie in the hospital bed beside him. He blinked in surprise, staring at her with a mix of anger and sadness. She stared right back at him, her big brown eyes meeting his green ones, and then, she began to laugh at him.

"You were just talking and crying in your sleep," she laughed. "What were you dreaming about?"

Kendall looked at his sister in confusion before he smiled. "Katie?"

"Yeah...?" she asked, giving him a strange look. He breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled her into a hug.

"I'm sorry... I had a weird dream," he muttered. She laughed again and broke apart their hug.

"What happened?" she asked. "The last thing I remember was seeing you before the being stabbed in the arm..." she told him, confusion clouding her eyes. Kendall frowned at her words, but gave her a tiny smile after a moment.

"Well, they kinda...you know, almost...killed you, but...the police came and saved the day!" Kendall exclaimed. Katie raised her eyebrows, laughing a little bit. "Oh, and Mr. Winters is dead," Kendall added. Katie's jaw dropped, and a tiny smile appeared on her face before she wiped it away.

"How did he...die?" she asked.

"You don't have to act like your not happy," Kendall chuckled. "I can tell you are. And it's okay, I'm happy too," he said. "But, the police shot him. And I'm pretty sure they have Mrs. Winters locked up, so I think we're safe now."

Katie breathed a shaky sigh of relief, and Kendall took her hand, squeezing it tightly.

"You must be the bravest little girl in the world," he said, smiling proudly at her. Katie rolled her eyes.

"I've always been brave, Kendall," she said with a smirk.

The blonde laughed. "I'm serious, Katie. If it was anyone else who was kidnapped and tortured, they would probably be dead, but you were strong enough to...not die," he said happily. Katie smiled, and Kendall pulled her into his arms.

"All I'm trying to say is that...I'm so happy you're okay, and I love you so much," he whispered.

"I love you too, Kendall. And thanks for coming to get me. If you didn't come, they would have killed me," she replied.

"Well, then, I'm really glad I came," he said softy, before tightening his grip on her and kissing her head.

Bleh. This was bad. There's only going to be one more chapter, and I'm debating whether or not I'm going to write a new story, and when I'll write it if I do. I never feel like writing anymore. But I think I'll go work on a one-shot. :]

I hope you liked it! Review?