AN: First off I want to apologize for the late update, I've been having so many ideas in my head its been really hard trying to piece them all together. Also another thing is I want to apologize if this is really short, because an idea came to me and I wanted to post it before I forgot about it.

Now I want to set the mood for this. I was listening to the song " Safe and Sound" by Taylor Swift, so if you want to listen to it, while you are all reading then you will kind of understand the mood I was going for.

Anyway enough of me rambling here is the new chapter. Enjoy.

When Phil pulled into the garage, Nosedive suddenly felt very scared and vulnerable. As much as he didn't want to admit it, he wanted to go back to the hospital, he hated being at the pond, especially since Wildwing wasn't there. Thinking about his brother again, caused the teen to let out a very long, sad sigh. He couldn't believe he actually left and it was all because of him.

Phil turned off the car, then turned towards the teen, who was now leaning up against the window and just staring out into space. He hated seeing the teen like this, and a part of him wanted to take Nosedive back to the hospital and leave him there until Wildwing decided to come home, but he knew deep down, he couldn't do that.

" So…do you want to stay in the car, or do you want to get out?"

Nosedive looked over at his manager and shrugged his shoulders.

" I don't care….whatever you want to do is fine."

" Why don't we get you settled then you can take a nap, because you look tired."

Nosedive gave his manager a sad smile then turned his head back to the window.

After getting the teen out of the car and into his room, so he could sleep, the rest of the team were sitting around the kitchen having a serious conversation.

" Tanya…what with the depression…I thought if he was home, he would be feeling better….this doesn't look like better to me?"

Tanya looked at everyone and started cleaning her glasses.

" Guys…he just needs time to adjust to being home again. I mean the last time he was here, he had working legs. Just give him time and I promise he will feel better."

Duke poured himself another cup of coffee and sat down.

" And with Wildwing not here…that's probably affecting him too. I mean the kid is used to him being here and helping him through everything, but now its different."

Phil looked around the room and said the one thing that was on everyone mind.

" What do we do?"

But instead of giving answers, they all just shrugged.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the pond, Nosedive managed to get out of bed and into his chair. He was tired of laying in a bed, he wanted to do something, but looking down at his useless legs, just upset him even more. He was about to wheel himself to the living room, when he spotted a picture of himself and his friends, sitting on top of Phil's car laughing and enjoying themselves.

Realizing he was never going to be able to have fun with his friends, he threw the picture frame across the room, and it shattered against the wall.

When he heard the glass braking, something in him snapped, so he picked up a hockey puck from him dresser and threw that against the mirror by his bed, which caused that to shatter into pieces.

One by one everything that was within reach, he either threw it against something or smashed it onto the floor

For about fifteen minutes that's all he did all the while hoping that he would start feeling like himself.

While this was going on, Duke, Mark, Phil, and Mallory were sitting in the living room, watching TV when the first sound of glass breaking was heard.

Turning down the volume, they looked around at each other, then after finally understanding where the noise was coming from, they jumped from the couch and ran into Nosedive's room, where they came face to face, with a room full of broken glass and a broken hearted teenager, crying hysterically on the floor.

Mallory quickly left the room, to grab a dustpan and broom, while Phil carefully sat down onto the floor next to the teen.

" Nosedive…its ok….everything is going to be ok."

The said teen, looked up then threw himself at Phil.

" I'm so sorry….I want to learn how to walk again….I want my brother to come home….I want to skate again….please don't give up on me….please Phil….promise me you wont give up on me."

Phil wrapped his arms around the said teen and just rocked him back and forth.

" I wont give up on you….I never gave up on you. I swear…we will all help you walk again and we will bring your brother home…I promise."

While Phil and Nosedive were on the floor, Mark, Mallory, and Duke started cleaning up the kids room, making sure all the glass was cleaned all.

Once the room was finally cleaned and noticing Nosedive cried himself to sleep, Mallory tucked the teen into bed, and after making a silent promise to the sleeping duck, the four friends, left the room to start planning Nosedive's physical therapy sessions.

AN: Again I am so sorry that this is so short and I promise the next chapter will be longer. Also I really didn't know how to end it, so when this came to me, I thought that was a good way to end things.