Ello readers HAHA! Had this in my head today and felt like giving all of you an Easter treat...though I doubt you'll read this until tomorrow...well...maybe not. Never know lol. I don't think it's been TOO long of a wait for this update...but then again...maybe it has. I don't know. Anyway...I L O V E this chapter LOL! It's so sweet!

Chapter 4:

"Mommy?" A seven year old Cody whimpered, glancing around the darkened alley.

"Mommy!" A group of people walked past his dark corner.

"MOMMY!" He shrieked, jumping up and rushing towards a woman slightly resembling his mother.

"Get OFF me, kid!" The woman shouted, shoving his hands away; shoving him away. Cody cowered away, back into his little alcove. His little place between the dumpsters, outside the airport as the group passed.

"What was all that about?"

"Kid must be lost."

Cody whimpered some more as tears made their way down his cheeks. "Mommy?"

"Mommy?" Cody cried out to the dark night air. "Mommy!"

Nobody answered. The alley behind the airport was quiet, without activity. The airport was closed for the night. It was a small one in a small town in California. The Martin's had traveled there for a concert of their father's. Kurt had paid. Carey, although she wasn't quite happy about seeing her ex-husband, had greedily accepted. She loved the golden state.

"Mommy…." Nobody was going to answer him. There was no one there to answer, except for the grumpy security guard who wasn't going to answer. He was hungry and he was tired and he was scared. God he was so scared. He was only seven. He'd just turned seven.

He wanted Zack. He wanted his mother. He wanted anyone. Anyone to help him. The only help he'd received so far was a shove to the side and grumpy adults screaming at him who were late for their flights and didn't have time for kids. So why didn't he just go to the security guard? He was scared. That security guard wasn't friendly. Wasn't friendly at all.

He pulled his knees up to his chin. He wanted Blankie. He wanted comfort. He wanted anything. He wanted Zack. He wanted Mommy. He wanted anybody.

"MOMMY!" He screamed, "MOMMY! ZACK! ZACCKK! ZACCKKK!"

"ZAAAAAAACCCKKKKK!"

Zack woke up, startled. His eyes darted around the room for the source of the screaming. His eyes landed on Cody across the room. His twin was tossing back and forth, flinging himself this way and that. Tears were streaming down his face. He was screaming. He was screaming his name.

"Oh, God." He muttered and worriedly hurried out of bed and to Cody's bed.

"ZAAACCCCKKKK!"

Zack sat down on the bed next to his brother. Close up, Cody looked even worse. His eyes were red from crying and he was sweating. He reached out and placed a gentle hand on his brother's shoulder. Cody flinched and wiggled away from Zack's grasp.

"Cody…Cody wake up."

Cody continued screaming.

Zack glanced at the door. Their mother and the neighboring guests were sure to hear this. He had to wake Cody up now.

"Cody!" He started shaking his brother, trying not to scare him. "Cody please…Cody wake up!"

Cody whimpered and shifted recklessly.

"Cody….it's Zack. I'm right here. Just wake up. Please!"

Cody cried harder. Zack grabbed his hand and bent down towards his brother's ear.

"Cody…Cody I'm right here. Please wake up. Please!"

Cody woke with a start. His eyes flitted around, heavy with tears.

"Oh thank, God." Zack murmured, "Cody…" He gently touched his brother's shoulder once more."

Cody jumped about ten feet and turned hesitantly. He let out a huge breath as he saw his twin sitting next to him. And then he broke down crying again.

Zack immediately gathered him in his arms.

"Shhhh….It's okay, Cody. I'm right here." He reassured his brother. Cody whimpered and clung to Zack.

Zack looked around Cody's bed and finally located Blankie, crumpled in a pile on the floor. He retrieved it and placed it gently in Cody's arms. Cody hugged it to his chest.

Zack waited a few minutes, patiently, for Cody to calm down before asking what happened.

Cody bit his lip hard. So hard it bled. Zack sighed and grabbed a tissue off the nightstand and held it against his brother's lip until the bleeding stopped.

"Okay…okay you don't have to tell me. It would help, though. It really would."

Cody shook his head and hugged Blankie closer. He didn't want to make his brother remember. He didn't want to remember himself. But now that those memories had hit, he had a bad feeling they wouldn't stop.

And he was scared. He was very, very scared.

Awwwwww yes. Sweet wasn't it?

Reviews PLEASE!

Fig