That's that, goodbye Tyler. Now Jody's the only one left who was there during TBR. And yet she was only in three episode. Anyway I thought it was the perfect way to write him off… So that's what I think…

Anyway, now the series are over and I can finally write a second chapter of this story. Since I started this story I noticed there are several stories of mine close to their endings. So that will give me more time to update this one and my other stories that are going on.

These are the ones ending

-When I returned
-Shake it out
-What goes around comes around
-You are the best thing (that's ever been mine)
-The search for a family

I don't really want to finish that last. I've really enjoyed writing it.

I'm currently working on the last chapter of yatbt.

And that's everything I wanted to let you know before you can get on and read the chapter.

Scott POV

"GET IN THERE."

He arrived a good while later than what we had been told by the social worker. But I and May- Li and anyone else near the door jumped high when the door to the house slammed open and the social worker half pushed half threw the white and curly- haired boy into the hallway so hard he fell flat on his face.

"HEY." I was used to Robert using rough ways but this was just too much. "What's going on and what…" I could have smelt the vomit from long way. ",,,What happened? Did you get car sick?"

"No. He had an epileptic seizure." Robert said while I bent down and helped the young boy onto his feet, I'd have to wash my hands afterwards and wipe the floor, the front of his hoodie was covered in vomit. "And if there ever is another time. You three…" More and more kids had gathered in the hallway and Robert demanded on Jody, Finn and Nazeer. "…Go out to the car and get his stuff. "Now. Next time you want to puke in my car- or any car for that matter. At least open the door and don't get the puke all over the dashboard."

"He can't help it." May- Li defended him and the boy just glared back on his social worker.

"He could still help it if he at least opened the window…" Jody, Finn and Nazeer came inside with the things they had been carrying. And when Nazeerr put a big computer right next to him he sunk down and put his head in his hands. "Now. If you excuse me. I have to find the nearest gas station where I can clean out my car."

No one would have minded if he left the place sooner, now Robert turned and stomped out of the house.

"Come here." I supported the boy with my shoulders as we then could make our way up the stairs and towards the right bedroom. "Come on people, there's nothing to see here… Cameron was it right?"

"Mhm."

I could hear May- Li's voice behind us as she shooed the children away and them starting to grab Cameron's things again to come after me and him.

I did my best to try and sign to them to be quiet, Cameron had his eyes almost closed and winced at the light when I turned the lamp on, I could only imagine what sounds were like …

Cameron POV

The headache after one big seizure is something out of this world…

For every second that passed by it just got worse and worse and worse. I couldn't even keep my eyes fully open as if that would make it hurt any less.

And the only thing I wanted to do was to lie down and fall asleep.

"Here it is." Scott told me and supported me into a room where it was painted in blue and grey. "This room used to belong to…"

How was I supposed to say that I really didn't care? Especially not now.

"Well, I guess we could talk about that tomorrow." I heard more as people came into the room and brought my stuff. "That's great guys… perhaps you want something else to wear? Have you got something softer?"

"Green trunk." I said, by now with my eyes closed all. "Biggest part… Some sweatpants…"

I wouldn't have minded staying in my jeans if it wasn't for that the whole front of my shirt was covered in vomit and so were stains at my jeans that I barely manage to get out of…

At least I threw up with a seizure and didn't wet my pants- or more.

Somehow I managed to change into sweatpants and pull my hoodie off. I wasn't so sure if I'd ever remember how much of that Scott did help out with though. The only thing keeping me from collapsing was that if I did right away I'd have vomit over my bed too. Then finally I collapsed onto my new bed, on top of the covers, with one foot on the floor and one arm stretched out over my head.

I could hear Scott moving closer, and felt him grabbing my leg and carefully lift it up until he could lay it on the bed

I would have mumbled a thank you but I just couldn't move enough to make my muscles move enough to raise my voice or even move my lips. m

I was quite suråprised I could even be awake enough to hear him as he left the room…

But not long enough to hear the door closing…

Random fact

This was fairly… interesting to write. But the thing is I can barely remember anything from after seizures. I can remember though that I've felt so sick it was only willpower keeping me from throwing up (Eurgh! I hate throwing up) and not succeeding one of those times… I also have had that headache one or a few times… that is the worse!

I suppose there's more than one thing I want to spread about Epilepsy.