Ethan was sat in the staff room on his break. He was on the phone to his oncologist. His face was etched with worry. When Cal appeared he ended the call. 'What's going on Nibbles?' He asked as he walked into the room. 'Oh, um, I need to see the oncologist after my shift.' He said vaguely. 'Okay, do you want me to um you know, come with you?' Cal asked, without trying to sound patronising. 'Sure, if. You want to.' He replied as he left the room. Cal chased after him. 'What is the appointment for?' He quizzed. 'I'm not sure, he wouldn't say on the phone,' Cal was left alone with his thoughts. The shift seemed to fly by. The brothers met in the staffroom before making their way to the lift and up to the oncology department in complete silence. Both of them were lost for words. They sat in the waiting room until Ethan's name was called. Shakily he stood up and Cal noticed tears forming in his little brother's eyes. He took hold of his hand and gently squeezed it to try and reassure him. They entered the office and sat down as the doctor read through his notes. 'Ah, Ethan my dear chap, how are you feeling.' He looked up from the notes and saw the sadness in the young doctors face. 'Please don't worry, I have actually called you here for some good news.' He explained.