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Ch25: Not an angry spirit just a concerned brother.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Jasmine said with wide eyes sitting at the kitchen table watching as mrs. Knight patch Kendall up.

"I already said it was alright." Kendall replied wincing. "Enough of the iodine mom." He whined wincing as pressed a cloth to the cut.

"I could have scratched your eye out." Jasmine pointed out.

"That would be kinda gross." Katie said walking in and sitting down on her usual seat next to Jasmine.

"You didn't scratch my eye out, it just a little cut and I sho- OW!" Kendall made a yelping sound as Logan kicked his foot from under the table. Logan gave him a look.

"I know cutting is bad and I'm not gonna start again just because Kendall said 'just a little cut'." Jasmine said before Logan could scold Kendall.

For a few seconds the room was quiet before Kendal continued. "Anyways... It's not really your fault. I should have known better to get so close to you hands when trying to wake you up."

After Jasmine had opened up to Katie three days ago she started having nightmares, so when she started screaming late at night and Katie couldn't wake her up Kendall had been the first to enter cause his and James shared room was closest to the girls' room. In her sleep Jasmine had blindly lashed resulting in Kendall's bloody cheek.

"And here is breakfast made by none other then chef Carlitos." Carlos said setting plates in front of everyone. They immediatly started eating.

Everyone knew what would needed to be done. Even Jasmine she was just to afraid to admit it.

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"Do you have to make notes today?" Jasmine asked from her place on the white couch.

"Of course not." Miss Allen said putting her notepad away. "You can talk freely."

Sighing Jasmine nodded. "Well.. I had this dream and.. I accidently hurt Kendall...I don't really want to but.. know I need to talk but..." She trailed of.

"It's alright I'm not gonna force you." Miss Allen assured. "Maybe you can tell me a bit without getting in to too much detail?"

Jasmine sighed closing her eyes leaning more on the couch. "It started in the basement right when James is asking if I'm alright."

("Jazzy are you okay?")

("Jazz it's me! Come on Jazzy it's me James. Please open your eyes.")

"Right to when Skippy stabbed him."

Jasmine had a bit trouble retelling this part of her nightmare. To her this had been the worst part of the event, but in her dream things had gotten worse. "Only this time Kendall didn't find us so..." Without warning Jasmine stood up rushing out of the room.

She grabbed her cell phone quickly dialing the number. "Carlos. Can you come pick me up? I need a ride real bad."

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She had called Carlos because she knew he would understand. Of course Kendall and Logan would understand to but in different ways. Logan would ask questions. Kendall would insist that it would be better if she went to talk to James. That and Carlos was a fast (reckless) driver and she needed to get away from Miss Allen's place fast. The memory of her dream being to much.

In her nightmare Kendall hadn't found them giving Skippy the opportunity to continue what he started. While Skippy was... having his way with her James's spirit came out of his body. Spirit James had solemnly looked at his body. He had looked at the glass going through his stomach before turning his icy glare to her. "It's your fault that I'm dead! You killed me! How could you do this to me?"

So here she was, walking in circles in front of a closed hospital room. She carefully cracked the door open a bit trying to see inside. She sighed frustrated as she couldn't see anything.

Giving up she reluctantly walked in.

Jasmine sighed relived spotting her brother peacefully sleeping in the hospital bed obviously not an angry spirit. She hadn't seen him since she had first visited him after he got stabbed.

She was about to turn and leave but froze when James turned over in his sleep opening his eyes he blinking a couple of times realizing his sister was in there. "Jazz?"

Jasmine looked for a way out of the situation, not finding one she gave up deciding Katie and Kendall were probably right she needed to face James despite how mad he might be at her. "..Hi James."

James looked at her with an expression she couldn't place. She had expected to find anger in his eyes but instead he looked sad. 'He's upset duh! He nearly died because of me of course he's upset at me.' Jasmine thought.

"Come over here." James said quietly carefully sitting up.

Jasmine walked closer to the bed bending down to her knees. "I'm so sorry, I really didn't mean to get you hurt and I re-" Her panicked ramblings were cut of as James wrapped his arms around her pulling her in a tight hug.

Jasmine blinked surprised. "Your not mad?" She quietly asked.

James didn't respond to the question as he stroke her hair. "Your alright." He whispered more to himself then to Jasmine.

Author: It's late, or late where I am anyways... I really liked writing the last scene cause I kept picturing it in my head and it looked really sweet! Oh and for all the nice reviewers (love you all your so great!) you can ignore the next part of the author note it's just for the meanie people.

Oh and for the bashers before you start accusing me of writing incest I want to scream very loudly 'This is NOT incest!' This is just sweet sibling stuff! If you were in the situation the characters were you'd probably act like this or something alike to!