Hey Guys n Gals,

I hope you enjoyed the last chap... Im so glad i finally got it up. Its longer than the last one too, and was up faster :)

Thank you all soo much for your help and support... All you questions will be answered...

Disclamer: I dont own the outsiders, only my story...

Two- bit POV

We were sitting waiting for that nurse to get out of that room and tell us how the hell he was doing and what was going on.

Darry was busy worrying about something, Soda was outside smoking again. He has been smoking a lot more lately. He only does it when he was worried and upset or trying to look tough, and he sure as hell didn't need to look tough in front of us so he must be upset and worried. I was hoping he was getting over the deaths of our friends, and now Steve. I knew how much it was taring him apart loosing so many people so quickly, but he had to be strong for Pony. I was just thinking, no feeling, just staring at Steve's door and silently thinking. I hadn't done this for some time, pony was always making me think, but most of the time it was over my head.

"Hey where is Pony" I mumbled to myself.

"Shouldn't he be here?" I mumbled a bit louder.

Still staring at the door a hand waved in front of my face.

"Two-bit are you feeling alright?" came a deep voice from the right of me.

Before I answered I stared for another couple seconds before I noticed the brothers both staring at me and a hand placed on my forehead. "I'm fine, just thinking" I answered.

"Are you sure? You were out of it a long time, even after I Darry spoke to you" confirmed the younger Curtis.

"Ye I'm fine. Weren't you outside, and where's Pony?" I asked suddenly.

"I came in before you started mumbling. Pony's at home" He looked at me with deep concern

"O… I was mumbling about Pony. Shouldn't he be here? What's he doing on his own? Does he even know where we are?" I rephrased.

"Darry he has a point" Soda pointed out to Darry.

"Maybe one of us should…" Darry was sidetracked but the nurse walking towards him. I jumped up.

"Are you family" She asked in a sweet but stern voice.

"Yes" we all answered together.

"Follow me" And we did.

"He has a minor concussion, some broken ribs, and a fractured wrist, but he should be free to go within a week. We need to keep him in until he regains consciousness and more tests are taken. You may sit with him if you wish". She stated as she turned and stomped out the door.

Once she left Soda almost burst out in tears. It was too much for the poor kid. I left the room and waited for Darry to calm Soda down. Steve looked awful.

Flashback: Pony broke down before the nurse had left the room. His small friend was bruised and battered and Pony was only 6.

Mr and Mrs Curtis spoke to him about his friend and with a soft lulling back rub and some calming words, he was asleep. Darry walked out with Pony in his arms. Even at the age of ….. he was strong enough to lift his baby brother.

The Curtis' came out to talk about doctors fees seeing that his parents wouldn't even notice he was gone. Over the years Johnny had lived in Pony's room with him and was treated like a son and brother in the home.

Johnny was going back home to collect some things and his father, drunk as ever, decided that it was time to be hurt again. Johnny stumbled to the street and into the lot before passing out cold on the harsh tar.

Pony had left his toy doggy in the lot earlier that day, and the gang left to get it finding a purple and blue surprise.

Soda, Steve Dally and I went into the room to find our young, white as ghost friend on a baby blue bed.

"I should have been there" Dally whispered to himself, although we all heard him.

Not again was my thought as Darry helped a broken down Soda out the room.

Thanx again, and dont forget to review :)

Catcha L8a

Melchick