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Iola screamed in shock along with a few other people.

"Joe!" Iola said fearfully as she ran to Joe's side.

Joe was lying flat on the ground in-between a desk and a shelf.

A crowd was forming around Joe as Iola pushed herself forward to kneel in front of Joe.

"Someone call an ambulance and someone tell Frank what happened!" Iola shouted as a brunette haired girl went to the classroom phone and a stocky blond haired boy ran out of the classroom. "Joe. Oh Joe, wake up." Iola said fearfully as she stroked Joe's hair.

Joe moaned at the touch and slightly moved his head towards Iola's palm.

"Joe, wake up. Open your eyes. Please." Iola said Joe slowly opened his eyes before closing them again with a moan. "Shhhh, its okay. Just stay awake."

"Joe?" Frank said as he frantically ran into the classroom.

Frank looked around the room before eyeing on the group of people around someone.

He quickly pushed through the crowd and kneeled down next to Iola.

"Iola, what happened?" Frank asked as he took off his jacket before putting it behind Joe's head.

"A boy name George was very upset about something and had an argument with the teacher. He walked up to leave, but Joe stopped him so he flung Joe into the desk. I think Joe hit his head on the ground of shelf when he slid across the desk." Iola said as Joe began to move again.

Frank put a hand on Joe's chest to stop him from moving.

"Don't move Joe. You have a head injury." Frank said as Joe opened his eyes before a confused look crossed his face.

"Frank? What are you doing here?" Joe asked before looking at everyone who was staring at him. "Why am I on the floor?"

"You hit your head. Walter came to my chem class and told me what happened." Frank said, referring the stocky blond boy who was now standing in the back while watching what was going on.

"Walter?" Joe said, just as confused as before.

He thought for a moment of what he remembered before he fell and it all came back to him.

"Where's George?" Joe asked as he tried to get up but winced once his head started pounding and everything started whirling. "Whoa." He said as he tried to steady himself.

"Joe! Stay still!" Frank said in an angry voice that was almost equivalent to their father, Fenton Hardy's intimidating voice. "Until a doctor gives me the okay that you can get up, then you're lying down."

"Doctor? I don't need a doctor!" Joe said fearfully.

If it was anything that scared him, it was a doctor. The second scariest thing would be a hospital. Hospitals always smelled funny and everywhere had something sad around the corner. What was worst was the equipment that they used, especially the needles.

"Don't tell me you don't need a doctor." Frank said as he glared at Joe, but then his gaze changed to a look of sympathy. "It'll be okay." He said as he held onto Joe's hand. "Iola, can you call our parents and tell them to meet us at the Bayport Hospital?" Frank said as Iola nodded before getting up to the phone.

They didn't have to wait long as an ambulance could be heard in the distance. Ten minutes after that, Joe was strapped onto a stretcher and driven to the hospital with Frank by his side.

Frank could feel how nervous his younger brother was getting as they neared the hospital and the nervousness was even more evident once Joe had his examination and cat scan. It was kind of silly though. Joe was never really scared of the doctor other than the shots until when Joe had been 8 and he had been 10. Frank was going to the movie theaters with their stocky friend and brother of Iola, Chet and their buff friend Biff. Joe had wanted to tag along, and so Frank had to let him come along. The movie they were watching was a cartoon called, "Revenge of Doctor Mason." The end result was that Joe was very scared of the hospital ever since, even up to his teen years.

"I don't believe it. I don't wanna do bed rest, even for an hour." Joe complained as he sat in his hospital bed, with his arms crossed at his chest.

Frank chuckled along with his parents who had arrived immediately after they had reached the hospital.

"And I'll make you alphabet soup when you go home." Laura said as she sat on the hospital bed with her baby, while giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"With all the letters?" Joe asked childishly.

"And with extra vowels." Laura grinned as Joe rubbed his eyes tiredly.

"This stuff the doctor gave me makes me feel too sleepy." Joe yawned, putting his aching head on his mom's shoulder. "And he wants me to stay awake for the next two hours."

"Well if you want a major migraine, I wouldn't mind not giving you anything for that noggin of yours." Doctor Bates, the family doctor said as he entered the room.

Joe smiled sheepishly at his doctor as he gave Doctor Bates a small wave.

"Didn't I tell you I didn't want to see you again while I was at work?" Doctor Bates joked as he looked at his clip board.

"Well you know… I just missed seeing you." Joe said as Doctor Bates chuckled.

"You missed the hospital? I thought you were scared of the hospital." Doctor Bates said as Joe shrugged.

"As long as you don't come near me with a needle." Joe said defensively.

"Joseph." Laura said sternly.

"That's all right Joseph. I'm a little scared of needles myself." Doctor Bates said with a wink.

He checked over his clipboard again, writing down a few notes of how well Joe was responding during their conversation. He wasn't slurring his words, or looking much confused, and that was always a good thing.

"So what's the diagnosis this time Doctor?" Fenton, Joe's father asked, joining into the teasing.

"Well he has a small concussion, but other than that, I wouldn't worry too much about that hard head of his. I do recommend that you keep him awake for another hour, bed rest for at least a day, and nothing too physical for a week." Doctor Bates said as Joe put a sour face on his face. "If you have any problems at all such as faintness or extreme migraines, call me. Other than that, you may go to the desk outside and sign out." He said as he headed towards the door. "If you may excuse me, I need to see another patient."

"Thank you." Joe said as he waved good bye to Doctor Bates as he left.

Joe yawned again as he threw his legs over the bed to stand up.

"Ow." Joe said as he felt someone poke him in the arm.

"Don't worry bro, I'll keep you awake." Frank smirked as Joe rubbed his arm while mumbling something about a no good brother.

"Joseph Hardy?" A nurse said as they neared the door.

"Yes?" Joe said as a wheelchair got pushed into the room.

"A wheelchair?" Joe said with his mouth open.

"Hospital orders." The nurse said as Frank took the wheelchair from her.

"I can wheel him to the door, thank you." Frank as the nurse walked away. "Ready for a ride?" He asked as Joe crossed his arms with a stern look on his face.

"No." Joe said stubbornly.

"Joseph." Fenton said before Joe finally sat down in the wheelchair, but with a scowl on his face.

As Joe waited for his mom to finish signing him out, he took his time sitting to think a little bit. His head hurt, but he was still thinking about George. He just wanted to talk to George for a minute. Guilt washed over him. He should have kept in touch with George. They were friends when they were younger after all.

"George, what happened to you?"

AN: Personally, I think this is a really crummy chapter. I think I'm going braindead or something, although I did write most of this in the middle of the night because I didn't feel like sleep... but don't worry, I just needed to get through this boring part first before something interesting :) I'm hoping for some constructive reviews like always. Flame all you want as long as there is a reason why. Thank you!

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