Okay, I have updated again tonight. I seem to be on a spree here! YAY! Hope you like this chapter as well. It's happy and sad so it's a bit of a relief in some parts. I really hope you enjoy this story!

Chapter 5 - What Did I do wrong?

Diana watched her brother sleep. M.O.M had stepped out of the room for a few moments and told Diana to call the nurse when Martin woke up. M.O.M still had duties at the centre but she was just going to pick up some needed files and work on them in the hospital room. M.O.M promised to stay with Martin till he was out of the hospital. Diana was grateful for that and was happy that there were people there that loved and cared for her brother. She held his hand and tried hard not to cry, looking at Martin sleeping in the hosptial bed. She rubbed his hand gently, feeling the tears fall. She had her eyes closed, trying to break free from the waterfall that was waiting to come out of her eyes.

"Cry baby..." Diana looked up and saw Martin, smiling half heartidly at her. She wiped her eyes and hit him on the head.

"I'm not a cry baby!" She pursed her lips together and her cheeks grew red from holding her breath in anger. Martin laughed quietly and forced her to laugh too. "How are you feeling?" Her voice had turned serious now sadness threatning to take over once again.

"Don't sound so sad. It's not as if I'm dying." Martin still had a smile on his lips. He winced every now and then due to pain but that was to be expected. Diana tried to hold back the tears but they just exploded from her.

"But it's my fault you're here in the first place. It's...my fault..." Martin frowned and pulled her close, to try an hug her but that was proving difficult.

"Please stop crying...I don't like it when you cry. Espcially on my account." Diana looked up, "I'm here and I'm alive. Diana, if I had to I would have taken that b-bullet again." Martin closed his eyes trying to get rid of that memory. No matter how brave he was, he knew he had still be shot. The thought of that gun forced him to close his eyes tighter. Warm arms in circled him, and he gripped that warmth. He was stuck in that memory and he just wanted to forget.

"You're safe now. Just let it out. It's okay." Martin clung to Diana for support, trying to find his way back to the light. She may have been the younger sibling but right now he needed her more then anything in the world. Once his breathing calmed down he looked up, a line of tears trailing down his eyes. He always did cry silently at night. "You're safe now and there's nothing to worry about."

"Thanks Di." Martin sat up, with Diana's help and smiled at her. "Of course you do know I just won the bet."

"YOU ALMOST DIED AND YOU'RE STILL THINKING OF THE BET! MARTIN MYSTERY!" Diana hit him in the head again. "Ugh...what am I going to do with you?" She felt herself giggle and heard Martin laugh.

"Have you been practicing that punch?" Martin asked, holding his side because it hurt slightly from laughing.

"Yep, I've been practicing just for you." She smiled and sat down again. "They say you'll be able to get out of this place in a couple of days. I can't wait. Maybe we can clean that room of yours."

"Ah ah ah. I won the bet. You have to clean my room for a month. So what you mean is, we can go home and I can watch you clean." He made a funny face at Diana and she just laughed. "I take that as a yes."

"Martin, you know what."

"What?"

"You're my her-"

"MARTIN!" Diana made a fist and scowled. Java and Billy ran into the room, their faces had huge grins on them and their eyes were shinning brightly. "Martin okay!" Java went to give Martin a hug but he stopped him.

"Easy there big guy. It's nice to see you guys." Martin smiled at them, "What were you gonna say Diana?"

"It can wait till later." She smiled at him again and took his hand. He squeezed it lightly. Diana pushed the call button and the nurse who had talked to M.O.M before walked in. Martin paid no intrest to her beauty though, she was at least thirty and he knew she wasn't in his area of reach. In truth, Martin didn't seem to find other girls that attractive anymore, well he did but he really didn't feel like jumping out at them anymore. He would have to wait till he was in prime condition to do so. Martin was still Martin for the most part, which was a good thing.

"Well, nice to see you again Martin." He nodded and heard his stomache grumble. He blushed and laughed, rubbing the back of his head. "I'll go get you something to eat. I'm happy to see you awake again though. How about some jello, chicken noodle soup and some gingerale?" Martin nodded vigorously. "Okay. I shall be right back." The nurse left room for a few moments leaving the small group fo friends alone.

"It's good to see you up Marty! We've missed you at the centre." Billy smiled.

"Though, there is a considerably small amount of damage at the moment," M.O.M stood in the doorway. She had a smile on her lips and took a seat among the group. "Feeling a bit better from earlier Martin?"

"Much." He said with a smile on his face, though it didn't last long. His eyes traveled to a card on the table, well, one of many. He picked the card up and looked at it. "Why is this all crumpled?" Diana held her hands together and M.O.M waited on baited breath as he opened the small, crumpled piece of cardboard. Billy and Java looked confused at the card, wondering who it was from. "Was he-did he want to give this to me?"

"I'm sure he would have gotten around to Martin." Diana tried to stand up for her father but she didn't know what to do at the moment.

"Yeah right," Martin's voice had gone low and his eyes dulled again. It was the sadness that had taken over again.

"What happened with you and dad earlier today Martin?" Diana held his hand and he made no move to pull it away. The nurse arrived and set the tray down. She went about checking his vitals and stitiches, all the while noticing the tense atmostphere. M.O.M motioned for Billy and Java to leave the room with her, leaving Martin alone with Diana. The door closed leaving the two alone to talk.

"Dad...dad did the usual. Called me a liar and said I was stupid for not calling the cops. Stupid! STUPID! STUPID!" Martin closed his eyes, "I wish I was more like you."

"We've discussed this before. Martin, you just have give dad time to understand. You're a mystery to him now. I admit, he doesn't treat you fairly and I know it hurts." Martin looked at her, tears shinning in his eyes again but they refused to fall, "It's okay to cry Martin. No ones going to think you're weak because of it." Martin didn't speak. He held the card in his hand, and read the bottom line over again. "He was...proud of me..." Martin looked away, "He's never been...proud of me before..."

"Martin?" Diana put a hand on his shoulder.

"Then why did he throw it away? What does that mean?" The card became even more crumpled, and Martin's breathing became eratic as the tears made another line down his face, "Why does...why does it still hurt so much? I've prepared myself for this..over and over again..." he looked up at Diana, "And it still hurts!" Diana didn't know what to do. She had never seen Martin react like this. Being the hospital had something to do with it. Normally he wouldn't open up this much but his emotions were on a rollar coaster ride at the moment and the ride wasn't over yet. Diana knew that. Martin knew that. Their dad knew that.

"Diana...what did he say when he left?"

"How did you know he left?"

"It's dad. I know him all to well."

"Martin..." Diana started to rub his back, "I know it hurts but things will get better. You just have let each other in a little." Diana offered a small smile. "Get some rest...I'll go talk to the nurse to see when you're going to be released. Get something to eat as well." Martin nodded, not feeling like doing much else and started to eat slowly. Diana closed the door and waited for Billy and Java to walk up to her.

"How is he? I know Martin's relashionship with his dad isn't great."

"He could be better, but at least he was smiling today." Diana sat down, "I really need something to drink." Diana opened her eyes and saw a can of pop in front of her face, "Thanks M.O.M. Do you think you could do me a favour?"

"Sure."

"Take me to see someone. I have to thank him."

"Sure. Get ready, Billy I assume you are staying." The green martian nodded, "Okay then. Well, don't let Mr. Mystery in." Diana looked confused. "Martin doesn't want him in there at the moment."

"Understandable."