"I'd rather be with you, but your not around. So I'ma call someone up and see if there down.. Cause' I hate sleeping alone.-Drake"

The morning was coming so David tacked extra blankets to the windows so he would be safe against any sun rays that decided to sneak in. He to had laughed at the separette beds thing, and Sam wouldn't shut up about it.. But everyone was settled in fairly well for the first night. I gave David the bed farthest from the window for his own saftey, but he assured me he's done this a million times before than there's nothing to worry about. But I'm a worrier.. So he agreed.

David was fast asleep, but I couldn't seem to find comfort in everything that was going on in my head. My mind was overloaded with things to worry about, my mother and family playing huge roles along with Michael who I had fought myself not to think about while I was leaving. Mike hadn't even showed up to say goodbye to me.. What did I do? I couldn't figure out if he was mad at me, I was suppose to be mad at him for acting like a total asshole and idiot.. But that really hurt. Ever since the night of my breakdown over David, I hadn't seen or spoken to him.. I didn't understand.

I knew the sun was rising, because of the time on my I-pod flashing in my eyes. It was good that David had finally fallen asleep, but I wonder if Sam's up? That kid usually stays up behind moms back reading comics.. And that might be what he was doing now, since I would always cover for him, and let him stay up..

Maybe something lucky would happen in my life, and maybe, just maybe, he's still up.

Without another thought I excited the room quietly, creeping through the expensive 5 star suite into Sam's room where the lights were on, and yet another issue of Superman was sitting on his lap as he sat in his bed. He had been up all night, I thought he would be alittle bit tired, but I guess he's use to this by now.. I know I'm tired.. Really tired. I need sleep, but I hate sleeping alone in new places that are not my home.

"Sam?" I murmured quietly, not wanting to disturb him, but my sleep depended on it. If Mike wasn't there to comfort me when we were younger, Sam always would.. He was a good kid. Even if we were in a huge fight that day, he would always pull through, one of the reasons why I love him.

His head snapped up from the comic book and a grin formed on his lips. I was hoping a snappy comment wasn't about to take place, but to my surprise.. It wasn't.

"Can't sleep right?" He asked as he closed his comic book and sat on the edge of his king sized bed. I smiled down on him and sat beside him. Damn.. He was use to this.

"Nope." I replied popping the 'P', while sitting down beside him. He looked at me and rolled his eyes.

"I'm assuming you want to sleep in here with me?" He asked sarcastically. I thought for a moment and nodded.

"Can I?" I asked as he nodded and pulled one of the covers completely off of the bed and chucked it at me.

"Yup, just don't kick me in your sleep.." He pleaded as I let a chuckle escape my lips and jumped at the foot of his bed where he had tossed a pillow for me to lie on.

I tucked myself underneath the blanket he had given me, making sure his feet weren't in my face and mine weren't in his before closing my eyes. I felt at ease, almost comfortable.. I always did when Sam did this sort of thing.. It was a childish tradition of ours, and it oddly worked.

"Do you mind if I finish this comic, I'll dim the lights a little?" He asked quietly. I nodded, my eyes still closed.

"Knock yourself out." I mumbled before the snuggling into my pillow.

"Alright.." He exclaimed quietly, dimming the lights and flipping the page of his comic.

That was the last sound I heard before I drifted off to sleep..

A/N: Awww.. Some cute brother/sister love there:)

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