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Charlie sat on the sofa eating some ice cream, watching TV, and waiting for a phone call from Fulton. The out of state Ducks were flying in for their year at Eden Hall. It was Saturday morning so he was, like almost every other Saturday, watching some kind of kid cartoon. He almost spilt his ice cream when the phone rang but managed to save all of it and grab the phone at the same time.

" Hey Fulton abo…" he fell silent as the other person spoke.

" Not Fulton, Bombay. Where's your mom?" he asked. He got up with a groan and began to complain to his coach about missing his shows and having to actually put down his nutritional breakfast before bending down in front of his sleeping mom.

" Mom, it's Bombay." He gave her the phone before running out and jumping onto the couch. He grabbed his ice cream and began his ceremony again, and like usual when you want to watch a show the commercials began playing. He let out a long groan before shoving some ice cream into his mouth again. He looked up when his mom came out, completely dressed and throwing her shoes on. He watched her with his spoon hanging out of his mouth confused, usually on Saturday's his ceremonies were done alone while his mother slept.

" I'm going over to Gordon's Charlie." He looked at her in slightly shock. For some reason after they had beat the Hawks in the championship and Bombay left to play in the big times, she and he had just stopped seeing each other.

" Why?" he asked her ignoring the now melting ice cream and the returned show.

" You're friend, Adam, something happened between him and his parents and he's sick right now. Gordon doesn't know what to do." Charlie instantly abandoned his regular Saturday to go with his mom. He left just as Fulton called him. They drove to Gordon's house while Charlie kept asking his mom about his best friend. She never gave him a straight answer making him slightly annoyed. They pulled in behind Bombay's car and Charlie ran to the door impatiently. His coach opened the door and smiled at him and his mom letting them in.

" Adam's asleep right now Charlie. You can go watch TV if you want, I need to talk to your mom." The teen nodded hesitantly before going to the living room and began watching the morning cartoons again. He heard something break in the kitchen but said nothing and did nothing, in the back of his mind he was paying attention to the cartoon but in reality he was thinking about Banks. He had never seen his friend sick before and it made him extremely worried about his friend. His thoughts were pulled back to the TV as someone sat beside him slowly.

" Hey Banksie! Bombay said you were asleep." He said smiling taking in the pale dark eyed appearance of his friend. The blonde only yawned and put his head on his shoulder watching the TV with him. Charlie looked at the top of his head before Banks spoke.

" You do know that the TV is a lot more interesting to stare at then me." He muttered softly hoping his older friend wouldn't hear the hoarseness of his voice. Charlie only smiled and looked at the TV though in his mind he took note of the voice. They stayed silent for a while the stupid kids show until the adults walked into the room. Bombay looked slightly shocked to see Banks on his shoulder but said nothing as he took a seat on the love seat Casey sat beside him.

" You could've come and got me Adam, it is time for your medicine." The blonde made a face as he said it making Casey smile.

" Come on. I'll show you an easy way to take it I had to teach Charlie too so he wouldn't spit his medicine out when my back was turned. I never could figure out how my flower died that winter." She said offering a hand to him. Charlie watched as Banks hesitantly took the offered hand and stood up with her help before going to the kitchen. When he was sure the blonde was out of earshot he looked at Bombay.

" What's wrong with him?"

" Really bad cold. It's close to the flu. Are you going to help me take care of him with your mom?" he asked. Charlie went to say yes when he suddenly remembered the out of state Ducks…he was supposed to meet them at the airport with Fulton. He cursed, jumped off of the couch, ran out of the house, grabbed his skates from the car, put them on, and skated to the airport. He met the Ducks a little bit away from the building breathing heavily.

" Sorry guys…I was over at Bombay's and forgot." He panted as they rolled their eyes.

" What were you doing over there, being team pet again?" Portman asked glaring. He shook his head as he stood up and glared back at the bash brother.

" Banks is staying with him because he's really sick and his parents won't let him stay with them for some reason." He said. They all instantly became worried and went over to their coach's house. Charlie walked in without knocking and the others followed him with a shrug. Casey and Bombay were sitting on the love seat still watching a movie and Banks was curled on the coach sleeping peacefully. The Ducks all said hi softly before sitting or lying down on the floor in front of the TV talking quietly together. Bombay and Casey shared a look wondering how the blonde would take being surrounded by this many people.

" He's pumped full of the sleeping medication, he should stay out for a while." Bombay whispered into her ear. She nodded unsure of what he said.

" Hey coach, when's our first practice?" Averman asked whispered to him. Bombay shrugged as he leant back trying to watch the TV. The Ducks soon got into the movie and stayed silent watching it, only whispering occasionally trying figure out whom the murderer was. They began making $5 bets on who the killer was and Charlie somehow began to record who thought who and how much. By the end of the movie, everyone, but Julie and Connie, were wrong. The two girls got the pot of money splitting it evenly between the two.

" You two rigged it…you probably watched it before." Russ accused making the two smile and laugh. Charlie smiled but his attention was transferred to Banks as the blonde turned onto his back his head turned towards the back of the couch. His chest rose gently as he continued to sleep unaware of anything or anyone around him.

" Yes! Ok new bets on CSI!" Portman said happily. They laughed but the bets came in nonetheless and everyone began to watch the movie. Charlie watched in fascination as the found fingerprints on the cups before he was hit in the head by a flailing hand. Looking at Banks he saw that he was curled on his side again, shaking badly, and sweat was rolling down his face with tears mingled in.

" Uh…mom, Bombay. Banks is having a pretty bad nightmare." He said unsure of what to do. His mom went to get up and comfort him but the blonde sat straight up panting heavily. From where Charlie sat, he could see bruises on the pale slim neck along with a bandage under his ear. Blue eyes widen in fear as he saw everyone staring at him. A small whimpered escaped him shocking everyone as Casey held him gently as sobs began to escape from him. Bombay quickly ushered everyone out wondering what the hell he was going to tell them, as they left the house he cast a glance at the teen and vowed to protect him with his life.

TBC…

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