Woah. This story I have been working on the most probably because this story is almost finished. I would say there are only a few more chapters unless something crazy happens. But so many of you guys loved this story, and it is great! so now we have...REVIEWS!

Penlew: Maybe, we will never know! ;)

ErinJordan: Sorry it took so long, here you go!

Supermikeyninjalady: I'm glad you like this so much! I love Joe whump and protective brother Frank!

Highflyer: Thank you! Action scenes are my favorite thing to write, and personally, the easiest one too. And yes, Nancy Drew was mentioned in an earlier chapter review, and I agree, Nancy has Ned and that's that. I might have a later story where Nancy works with the brothers, but definitely no relationship between them.

Alrighty, guys here is the next part! Hope you guys enjoy!


Fenton paced back and forth anxiously, one hand in his hair and the other holding his phone. Laura had called a bit ago, wondering how things were back at home while she was on her trip. Fenton had told her everything, and she was on the next flight home.

Fenton was expecting her to show up in the next few minutes, while he waited for the doctors to show up with any news.

"Fenton!" Laura shouted as she pushed open the hospital door, and rushing towards her husband. They embraced and held onto each other tightly.

"How are they?"

Fenton shook his head. "I don't know. The doctor hasn't come out yet. We'll just have to wait." The parents didn't have to wait long. Almost as soon as they sat down, the family doctor came out. Her glasses sat on top of her head and clipboard in her hands.

"Doctor, how are they?" Laura asked anxiously, wringing her hands in front of her.

"I'll start with the less serious injuries." She put her glasses on the bridge of her nose and read notes off her clipboard.

"Majority of Frank's lesser injuries are around the wrist and ankles. Remaining duct tape around his extremities was peeled off but caused red and slight inflammation. We were able to remove those and clean it. Joe had a thin laceration from a knife on his cheek which just needed a couple bandages. In general, both boys have bruises and abrasions, typically caused by human limbs, and fighting."

Dr. Steinberg adjusted her glasses and flipped to the next page on her clipboard, "The more serious injuries next. Frank has major bruising and damaged arteries on his back. There are extensive nerve damage and strained muscles along with it? There is not much we can do about it, other than keeping him off his back as much as possible and provide painkillers.

"Then there's a laceration on the back of his left calf, which is deep but didn't touch any major arteries. That has been stitched up and bandaged, without any worries."

There was a pause and Laura filled the silence. "And Joe?"

"Slightly more concerning." She flipped to the last page on her clipboard and cleared her throat.

"He took a hard hit to the head with the result of a large concussion. We checked it with a quick MRI scan, and everything looked alright. Pain is expected, with side effects of dizzy spells and double vision, but that can be helped with painkillers and lots of rest."

She pushed up her glasses for the final time. "The most concerning was Joe's shoulder. It was dislocated from early on, and reset in about the same time period. It was a decent reset, but it wasn't professionally done, so it's not perfect. But the problem is that shortly after, while it was still injured, he used it again."

"It was under a lot of strain, and it tore multiple tendons around the shoulder area. He went into surgery a few minutes ago, so that should be able to fix everything. Well, of course, all saying that the surgery goes well, which it should."

Dr. Steinberg closed the cover and put her glasses back on her head. "Is there anything else I can do for you?"

Husband and wife looked at each other. "Can we see Frank?"

Dr. Steinberg was ruffled and smiled sheepishly. "Oh. Of course. He's down the hallway, room 261." She gave them a sympathetic smile.

"I will come back when I have more information about Joe." Their doctor nodded and walked off. Fenton and Laura waited until the doctor left before they practically ran to their eldest son's room. They opened the door and shut it behind them softly when they saw their sleeping son. Laura immediately pulled a chair up next to his bed and grabbed his hand. Careful not to jostle the IV in his hand, she wrapped her fingers around his, holding on as tight as she could

"Frank?" Fenton said softly, just to see if he was awake.

Frank's eyelids fluttered, and his head tossed from side to side. A few moments later his eyes opened and focused on his parents.

"Mom? Dad?"

Fenton nodded as gently squeezed his son's shoulder, trying not to hurt him. Frank looked around, eyes scanning the room, looking for something. Somebody.

"Where's Joe?"