This prompt comes from micro mini monkey and they wanted me to write a fic where Wes' big brothers yell at his little brothers for getting him hurt. This is what I come up with... but it took a while. Hardest one to get out actually :P

The boys of the Dragon was disturbed while during their various activities by a banging sound. They knew what it was… after a bit. Wes, the dorm prefect, and two other seniors were fixing the railing from the senior and junior stairs. It broke the other day when a senior was moving a sofa and pushed it into the railing. The seniors got material from the janitors and promised to fix the stairs themselves. But to do that they had to remove parts of the railing… something Jeff Henderson didn't know about. He was helping David carrying down boxes to his car. They were full with clothes he had outgrown and were donating to charity in Westerville.

"Hand me that last box David", Jeff said happily. "I can take two at the time."

"Jeff I don't think that's a very good idea", David said. "Remembered what happened when you did that helping Peter move his stuff in."

"Pft that was ages ago!" Jeff said as he started to walk. "Come on I'll race ya! Last person down has to talk to the woman that keep flirting with everyone under the age of 18!" David paled and hurried after Jeff and both boys started laughing after a bit.

"Hey watch where you are going", a senior yelled as they hurried past him towards the stairs. David overtook Jeff and looked over his shoulder.

"Watch out!" someone yelled and got in between David and the gaping hole that used to be the staircase railing. David grinned at Wes, while the senior just glared at him. Wes was standing on the edge of that hole… but then. Jeff slammed into David's back, he hadn't seen what was going on. The box David had in his hands lunched forward, hitting Wes in the stomach and pushed him backwards. Wes' eyes widened and he flailed with his arms trying to gain his balance.

"Wes!" one of the seniors yelled and reached out… but too late. With a frightened scream Wes went down over the edge. David stared in horror. He heard his friend hit the stairs leading from the sophomore and freshmen floor to the bottom floor. He heard his friend tumbled down the stairs and then slam into the floor.

"Wes!" the seniors that had helped him, two of them, flew up and hurried down the stairs. Everyone in the Dragon had heard the scream and now got out of their rooms, kitchen, study room or just in through the door. Wes was not conscious and his right leg was at an odd angle.

"Wes are you okay?!" the senior that had been trying to grab him asked. When he noticed Wes was out cold and with blood forming on the floor by his head he paled, "Somebody call 911!" Wes' eyes fluttered open just a crack but then started to close again.

"Oh no you don't", the senior by his side yelled. "Stay awake Montgomery! You hear me! Don't close your eyes! Don't!" Wes' eyes closed. "Damn it… where's that fucking ambulance?!"

Every inhabitant of the Dragon hurried towards the scene… except two. David and Jeff stood at the top of the stairs staring down at their running dorm mates and realizing what they had done… they had seriously hurt their friend… their big brother.

"What happened", John asked and looked at Rock as the boys that didn't live in the Dragon watched an ambulance stop outside of the dorm.

"Maybe someone got sick", Rock supplied. "Or hurt, I heard the staircase was broken in the dorm." Two people got out of the ambulance and hurried inside with a stretcher.

"We can always ask Wes later", Joseph said and smiled. "He'll know what's going on."

"I already texted him but got no answer", Fred said and looked at his phone.

"Try Thad or David then", Trent said and sent a text to Kurt and one to Blaine. "I'm texting Klaine."

"Nick doesn't know", Frank said reading from his phone. "He's not at the dorm. Jeff hasn't answered yet."

"Neither are Klaine", Trent said and rolled his eyes. "They're at the Bean."

"When aren't they there", James asked and grinned. The boys talked for a bit more as they waited for the answer from Thad, David and Jeff. But they got none. The Warblers started to move closer to the ambulance and after just a little bit they saw the stretcher come into view again. This time someone was resting on it, with a mask over their face, a neck brace and a brace on the right leg and one arm. The Warblers' heart froze because even when the oxygen mask on they could recognize the person.

"Wes", John asked in a scared whisper and their older brother got loaded into the ambulance.

"Is anyone here family that can come along", a paramedic asked.

"This is his little brother", Carmichael's voice said and Chris jumped when a hand landed on his shoulder. "Let him go with, I'm their caretaker for the moment so tell him everything."

"Sure", the paramedic said. "Come along kid."

"Chris listen to me", Carmichael said and turned the freshman around to face him. "Go with them and figure out what's going on, remember Wes has no allergies and they should have his records already because of past injuries."

"Yes sir", Chris said.

"Good, now go."

Chris nodded and climbed into the ambulance and it drove off at a high speed. The boys around looked at Carmichael.

"Everybody continue with your business", he said loud enough for everyone to hear. "Wes will be okay, he's in good hands. The Warblers should go to the hospital and the rest of you just relax and continue with what you were doing. I assure that you will be informed later about what's going on."

With that he turned and left he had some people to call, he already knew what had happened. A boy in the Dragon ran to the principal and told him as soon as he heard what had happened.

The Warblers, all of them now, hurried into the hospital and found Chris pacing back in forth in the waiting room. He was rubbing his neck and looking at his feet.

"Chris!" David called and he looked up and was soon swarmed by the others. No one said anything, just encircled the boy, leaving him in the middle of the ring so that he can tell them everything and being heard and seen by everyone.

"Wes' thighbone is broken, he has a neck injury, a concussion, two or three broken ribs, a broken wrist and some internal bleedings", Chris said and sighed. "He had to be rushed to surgery to stop the internal bleedings… he seemed to be okay other than that. His pulse was strong all the time but he didn't wake up once… what happened to him?"

All attention turned to the boys in the Dragon.

"It was my fault", Jeff sniffled.

"It wasn't your fault", David said. "It was just as much my fault as yours."

"But I egged you on!"

"I didn't complain did I?"

"What are you two talking about", Nick asked and David explained what had happened. He told them they had no idea Wes and the other two were fixing the railing at the moment and when they raced to David's car David had been in the lead. He told them how the accident happened but he didn't tell them how horrified he'd been when he met Wes' horrified gaze just before he fell.

"Oh my God", Kurt said when David was done. "I don't know what amazes me more, Wes getting in your way to stop you from falling down or Wes surviving that fall and tumble."

"The fall and tumble", Thad said. "Wes get himself into danger to keep all of us safe all the time. Remember when James was nearly run over by that crazy motorcycle-asshole?"

"Yeah", James said and shuddered. "Wes pushed me out of the way and I was so shocked that he just attacked me so I grabbed hold of his arms and we both went down into the river and both got out okay… only wet."

"What", Kurt asked.

"We were walking back from the Bean last year", Blaine explained. "We took the path through the park. We were just having fun when suddenly this motorcycle came out of nowhere and was about to hit James. Wes went to push him out of the way but when James fell backwards he grabbed hold of Wes and both ended up in the river. It was horrifying and hilarious at the same time."

"Not this time", Jeff said and sniffled. "Not this time."

David put his arm around his shoulders and pulled him into a hug. The others also joined into the hug but it didn't really have the effect it usually did… because Wes wasn't there.

About a day went by but Wes still hadn't woken up yet. The Warblers were very worried about him but they had to attend classes anyway. The whole school seemed worried and the boys got asked how Wes was doing and the like. But all they could say was that his broken bones and his wounds were healing… but he was still out cold. The Warblers were going to go to him after their last classes ended. They were a bit confused though. Wes had been in the hospital for about a day… but… there had been no family there to see him. The doctor didn't even ask about them. The Warblers were confused.

Soon enough school let out and they hurried to the hospital. They expected Wes to probably still be out cold, but what they didn't expect was to enter a full room. Well almost full. There was an Asian, two Latinos, a girl with long chestnut hair, four African-Americans, two blonde young men and two brunettes. The Asian was sitting by Wes' bed and was caressing his head softly, looking worried. One of the Latinos was sitting on the windowsill, looking murderous. The other one was sitting on a chair and had that really beautiful girl sitting on his lap. One of the African-Americans were standing behind the Asian and this guy was massive and a cop, he was in uniform. Two of the African-Americans were identical twins and were leaning against the wall opposite the bed. Beside them was one of the blonde's, the one with blue eyes. The other blonde was sitting beside the angry Latino on the windowsill. One of the brunettes were sitting by Wes' side holding his hand, with the broken wrist, gently while the other brunette sat on his lap.

"Uh", David said. "Hi?"

The young men and the young woman looked up at them.

"The Warblers", the angry Latino asked.

"Yeah", David said and nodded. "Wait… I know some of you guys. I've seen you at those midsummer parties."

"That's right", the blonde beside the angry Latino said.

"So you have all been Warblers before then", James stated.

"No", the angry Latino said. "Not me."

"You're an honorary Warbler Alvaro", the Asian said. "Deal with it."

"Never."

The Asian rolled his eyes and Kurt looked at him closely.

"Are you Wes' older brother by any chance?" he asked. At that all the older people in the room snorted, chuckled or giggled. "What? What did I say?"

"No", the Asian said with a kind smile. "We're not related but we're still brothers… just like you guys are."

"Yeah good brothers they are", the brunette holding Wes' hand spat.

"Nathan", the brunette on his lap said.

"No", Nathan said and glared at the Warblers. "This is all their fault because they are too fucking stupid to use their brains!"

"Nate", the blonde with blue eyes said.

"You guys only do one thing to our little brother and that's to cause him harm!"

"That's not true", Jeff objected, but he was close to tears. "We didn't mean for this to happen."

"Of course you didn't", Nathan said sarcastically. "Because you weren't thinking."

"We didn't know there was a hole in the railing", David objected. "Don't blame this on us! Wes and the guys helping him could've put up some kind of warning system!"

"They shouldn't have to!"

"Of course they should", Kurt objected. "What if Wes hadn't stopped David? David would've fallen instead and Jeff also because he was following and not watching where he was going!"

"What?!" Nathan yelled and flew up. "You weren't watching where you were going so all this happened?!"

"I didn't mean to", Jeff said and looked at his feet, tears sliding down his cheeks. "I was just trying to help…"

"Well don't in the near future or you will might kill someone, in fact I know you will. Wasn't it your 'help' that broke Wes' arm last year?"

"It was an accident", Jeff said and started to sob, why wasn't anyone defending him? Where they blaming him too? "I just wanted to-"

"Help yeah we get it", Nathan cut in and got out of his chair and marched up to Jeff. "But in the future, don't. You will most likely kill your boyfriend or something, you won't get hurt of course because you never do. You always seem to get out of the chaos unscratched, maybe you are doing it on purpose."

"Nathan that's enough", the massive African-American said.

"Can't you see you're upsetting him", the girl asked.

"Nate come on", the twins said.

"No because you all know I'm right!"

"Hey!", David said. "Jeff ran into me and I was the one facing Wes and got him pushed over the edge!"

"Yeah but who's idea was it to race in the first place?"

"Mine", Jeff said. "It… I… It was just meant to be some fun."

"Oh and to nearly kill your friend is so much fun? Maybe you aren't stupid. Maybe you're just a sadist."

Jeff was sobbing and that hurt even more. He never meant to hurt people or took pleasure in their pain. He didn't dare to look up so therefore he had no idea what it was that made that crashing sound and why the room suddenly became so quiet. The only thing he noticed was that someone pulled him into a hug and whispered in his ear:

"It's okay, you can cry."

Jeff didn't care who it was that said that. He only clung to this someone and hugged him tightly while he cried.

"What the hell Diaz?!" Nathan yelled, sitting on the floor and a his cheek already swelling from the punch Diaz gave him.

"You were overstepping the line a long time ago Nathan", Diaz said while rubbing Jeff's back. "They're just kids for heaven's sake. Do you really think any of them wanted to hurt Wes? It's not Jesse we're talking about here."

"But-"

"And you really aren't one to talk", the other brunette said. "Remember what you nearly drove me to?"

Nathan lowered his gaze.

"That was low", he said.

"But true", the brunette said. "Nathan when you are upset you say and do horrible things to people without meaning it. You don't think, pretty much like Jeff here but he does it with good intentions. You know he never meant for Wes to get hurt, he only wanted to help. You know that don't you?"

"Of course I do Mitch", Nathan said and wiped at his eyes. "I'm just-"

"Worried we get it", the girl said and sat down beside him and pulled him into a hug. "But don't lash out on the boys, it wasn't their fault. It wasn't anyone's fault."

"Yeah", the now not-so-angry-looking-Latino said. "What's that Carmichael said during the breakup dark day?"

"I heard that he spoke of how the blame could be pinned on everyone", the blonde beside him said.

"Yes", the cop said. "All this is everybody's and nobody's fault. It's Wes and the seniors' fault for not taking precautions. It's Jeff and David's fault for not looking where they were going. It's the staff's fault for not doing their job and it's the fault of those who broke the railing in the first place. Everyone is the cause for this to happen so we can't blame a single person. We all know that."

"Wes probably doesn't blame anyone but himself", the Asian said fondly. "He does that."

"He takes after you Jerry", the girls said and smiled.

"I sure hope not", a tired voice said and all eyes went to the bed. Wes' eyes were open, but just slightly. "I don' wanna be like Jerry."

"And why not", Jerry asked and looked offended, it wasn't real of course.

"Have you looked in a mirror?"

"Oi!"

"What? Not my fault you're ugly and boring."

"I resent that."

"What?"

"All of it!"

The former Warblers laughed and the Warblers of today smiled a bit. Wes looked around and his eyes landed on Jeff in Diaz's arms.

"Jeff, David", he croaked and held his uninjured hand out. David and Jeff hurried up to him and with some help from that massive African-American Wes got into a sitting position so that he could hug both of them.

"'s not your fault", he said. "Okay?"

David nodded but Jeff just sobbed, but this time he was happy. Wes was awake, which meant he would be okay again, he would be back with them. Just like always and he would always protect them… always try to keep them from harm.

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