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They found John standing in front of the window, just staring. Scott was the first to him, and placed a hand on his younger brother's shoulder. John turned, and Scott was taken aback. John's face was red, his eyes were red and puffy. And Scott cursed himself for letting John stay alone.

"Anything?" Scott asked.

John just shook his head and returned his gaze back to Virgil. He wanted to get John back to the hotel, but not alone. And he wasn't about to ask Gordon or Alan to go back so soon. He needed to get John to tell him what was wrong, but he knew John wouldn't say a word in front of Alan and Gordon.

"Do you know if there's anywhere we can talk for a minute?" Scott asked John.

John nodded, and pointed down the hallway. "Someone said we can have a room down there if we needed to use it for anything."

"Let's go," Scott gently commanded. "You two, I'd appreciate it if you'd stay put."

Gordon and Alan nodded, and Scott led John down the hall. Once they were in the room with the door securely shut behind them, Scott brought his hands up to John's face and cupped it, his green eyes locking with John's blue eyes.

"Did I miss something?" Scott asked, and John shook his head.

"Nothing happened."

"Something happened to you."

"You didn't hear him, Scott. I know I yelled at you, and I'm sorry for that. But you didn't hear him. And I was stuck all the way up there, unable to do a damn thing to help."

"You did help, John," Scott replied. "You told us where to find him. You talked to him, kept him talking. You did help."

"Doesn't feel like I did enough."

"I know," Scott replied. "I know."

"I don't want to name a star after him so soon, Scotty. Not like I did for mom," John barely got out before the tears he'd been fighting started falling.

Scott pulled John against him, but said nothing since there was nothing to say. And it didn't take long for Scott's emotions to best him as well. Once the two brothers had calmed down, they exited the room and headed back to Gordon and Alan.

John and Scott returned a minute later to find Alan and Gordon standing at the window. Alan had tears running down his face, and Gordon had an arm around Alan's shoulders. John and Scott exchanged glances, then Scott went behind Alan and John behind Gordon.

A few hours had passed, and there was nothing new. John had managed to fall asleep in one of the chairs, and Scott was debating who was going to go back to the hotel with him. That was, until Alan fell asleep in the next chair. Scott first woke John, who, although groggy, understood Scott's instructions of sleep, food, six hours. While John finished waking up, Scott woke Alan and gave him the same instructions.

At the hotel, they shared stories over food. Then it was time for some sleep. And while Scott had been clear about the six hours, John decided that arriving back fifteen minutes early was worth the risk. He and Alan were just too restless.

They returned to find Scott and Gordon standing in front of the window. Alan stood on Gordon's side and John took Scott's.

"Anything?" John asked.

"Just doctors and nurses going in and out…they say he's the same," Scott answered.

"He's been here for more than 12 hours, shouldn't he be at least a little better now?" Gordon asked.

No one immediately answered. Then John said, "The doctor did say the next few days were important. Might take that long."

Since there wasn't anything happening, and there wasn't anything to do but watch over Virgil, John managed to get Scott and Gordon back to the hotel a few hours later. While Alan was getting some sodas from a vending machine, John felt a light hand on his shoulder. Startled, he jumped and whirled around.

"Lady P!" he said a bit breathlessly.

"I'm so sorry, John!" she exclaimed. "I thought you heard me calling your name."

John shook his head. "Didn't hear a thing. I didn't know you were coming."

"I told your father I'd be here as soon as I could once he told me everything about Virgil. Nothing new, I presume?"

"Nothing," John answered grimly.

"Where are your brothers?" she asked.

"Alan mentioned something about a vending machine. Scott and Gordon are still back at the hotel. We're taking shifts so there's always someone here."

She nodded. "Is there anything I can do for you all?"

John shook his head again. "All we want is our brother alive and well."

"I also wanted to inform you that your father is on his way as well. He shouldn't be much longer."

John nodded. "Good. I know we'd all feel a little better with him here."

She smiled sadly as John turned his attention back to Virgil. There was nothing more for her to say at that time, so she just stood by him and waited for Alan to return.

Alan came back a few minutes later. He's seen Lady Penelope from down the hall, so she didn't startle him like she did John.

"Alan, darling," she said, kissing his cheek. "How are you?"

Alan just shrugged, putting the sodas and food on a chair. He then went and stood next to John and looked at Virgil. He didn't notice her frown when she saw what was on the chair, but she knew not to say anything. Neither would leave; even to go to the cafeteria, until Scott and Gordon were back. John finally realized that he should tell Scott about Lady Penelope's arrival, and did so.

"John?" Scott asked when his brother called. "Virgil?"

John shook his head. "Same. Just wanted to tell you that Lady Penelope is here."

"She is?"

"Yeah, she also said that Dad's on his way too."

Scott nodded. "We'll be back soon. I'm just waiting for Gordon to get out of the shower."

"See you then."

When John disconnected, he sat in one of the chairs and opened a bottle of soda. He didn't normally drink the stuff, but he just wanted something and he didn't want to go anywhere to get it. So he drank what was readily available.

Lady Penelope sat next to John and put her hand over his. She knew there was nothing she could say to ease John's pain. There was nothing she could say to ease anyone's. John stood up when he saw Gordon and Scott coming down the hall, and Lady Penelope followed suit.

"Lady P!" Gordon exclaimed, gently hugging her.

"Hello, Gordon," she replied. "Scott."

Scott bowed his head for a second. "Lady Penelope."

Nothing happened in the next few hours, so it was John and Alan's turn to go back to the hotel. They'd barely gotten a shower and food when Scott called them.

"Virgil?" John asked once he saw it Scott calling him.

"Dad's here. Also, the doctor moved Virgil up to critical. But he said that he doesn't like the look of some of his internal injuries and they have to operate again."