Disclaimer: My teddy bear said I didn't own it…Nor do I own a teddy bear….Damn.

Author's Note: See end of chapter, I've made you wait long enough.

Jeff's P.O.V

We'd been waiting for what seemed years. The only distraction had been when John walked in. He asked for news. We could only tell him that his brother was still alive. That's all we knew.

Then a doctor in scrubs walked out. 'Mr Tracy?' he was shocked when four heads turned towards him. 'Mr Jeff Tracy?' he amended.

'Yes?' I asked.

'Your son just got out of X-ray. He didn't break his spine, nor is there permanent damage.'

'Then what took you so long to tell us? And what's wrong with Gordon?'

'He aggregated his previous injuries and they are inflamed. This should clear up in a few days. He also has a concussion. We'll need to keep him overnight, but he'll be able to go home late tomorrow. You have a very lucky son Mr Tracy. There are a million ways these injuries could have been worse…'

I stopped listening to the doctor then. We were too busy celebrating.

'When can we see him?' John asked.

The doctor stopped mid rant. 'Umm...Two of you at a time. Starting now.'

'You go Dad. And you two John, since you asked.' Scott had us in the door before we could think. I sat down in the chair by Gordon's bed. John stood at the end.

'Hey Gordon. Time to wake up now.'

Gordon's P.O.V

It hurt.

That was the only thing I could focus on.

Then…'Hey Gordon. Time to wake up now.'

It was so dark....'Five more minutes'

'Now please Son.'

I opened my eyes. Dad was sitting beside me, John was standing at the end of the bed. 'What happened?'

'Don't you remember?'

I thought back...'Alan!' I yelled sitting up. My back flashed red hot.

'Whoo, don't try and move Buddy.' John said, 'You did your back an injury.'

'Is it...'

'No.' Dad cut in. 'But you have to spend the night in hospital.'

'..Damn.'

Alan's P.O.V

I was peacefully asleep when Scott shook me awake.

'Hey Sprout. Your turn to see Gordon.'

'He's awake?'

'And asking for you.'

Smiling I got up and headed down the hall.

'Alan?'

I turned back to Scott. 'Yeah?'

'Gordon's room is that way.' He said, pointing in the opposite direction.

I turned and went that way. When I opened the door, Gordon was talking to Dad. They stopped and looked up.

'Hey Sprout, you okay?'

'I'm better then you Fish-Face.'

Smiling Gordon moved over so I could sit on the bed. 'Don't ever go swimming like that again Alan.'

'Aww, but it was so much fun. Plus, I got out of it better then you did...'

Continuing our arguement, neither of us noticed when Dad slipped out of the room.

Two weeks later....

'Gotta!'

'Gordon, let go!'

'Not until you swim!' He yelled as he threw Alan into the pool.

Jeff looked up from the paper work he was doing. Smiling, he went back to his work.

His boys were safe. The world was great.

The End

Author's Note: I did it! I finished! Now I hope you guys don't expect a sequel as my teachers decided to pile on the projects. Damn reports....

Now I want to thank my reviewers spinkle22, BlueEyedAlchemist, Little Miss Bump, CMT1992 and criminally charmed. You guys rock. As does everyone who has ever reviewed this story or put it or me on alert.

Now could you please tell me one last time what you thought of it?