Nate Gray rushed through the doors of the local hospital, looking around for his family. All he saw was Jason sitting in the corner, crying with his hands around himself trying to protect his body from the harsh world. Nate rushed over. "Help me Nate! I don't know what the doctors are saying. they're all talking at once and I can't understand anything!" Jason cried out with the tears rolling down his cheeks. Typical of the rest of his family to not turn up...

Nate took the second right into a long corridor. 902, 904, 906... Nate finally stopped counting the rooms as soon as he reached the right door. He looked in through the window and saw 6 doctors lurking around the bed in the centre of the room. Nate knocked on the door then walked straight in. Straight away 5 of the doctors walked out leaving Nate with his favourite doctor, Mr. Scat." Why hello there Nate!" Nate smiled at the doctor appolegetically. It was clear that Mr. Scat was really tired and just wanted to go home. "Do you want me to tell you what's wrong with him?"

For the first time, Nate saw his brother lieing on the bed. The almighty, Shane Gray, who everyone looked up to, now looked extremely helpless. His right arm was in a bandage and it looked like it was bleeding. Nate gasped at his brother's helplesness.

"Your brother really damaged his arm. He won't be able to use it for about a year. I'll leave you to it Natey-Matey." Nate smiled at the doctor as he sat by the side of Shane's bed.

2 HOURS LATER

Shane awoke from a restless sleep. The pain hit him like a ton of bricks and he cried out in pain. He saw his brother jump up out of hhis seat. "Are you alright Shane?" The pain soaring up Shane's arm made him scream.

3 nurse's walked in very calmly. The younger Gray felt do much anger inside of him. His big brother was in exrutiating pain and they were walking around?!?! He watched as one of the nurses stabbed Shane with a needle and injected some very sickly looking liquid. Then all 3 walked out leaving Shane screaming in pain and Nate extremely freaked out!

"Nate! Don't worry! I'll be fine!" Shane called to his brother who was pacing across the hospital room, obviously scared for the welfare of his brothers. "Can you help me?"

Nate walked around to the left side of Shane's bed and helped him manoever his arm so that he could sit up and bring his legs off the bed. "Come here you big softy!" Nate hugged Shane after being granted permission. Suddenly he began crying into Shane's shoulder, ruingin the hospital gown! (oh well, those things suck anyway!)

"I wil be the best little brother ever! I'll care for you and bring you anything you want!" Nate exlaimed proudly. Seeing his big brother like this, made him feel really small again. Like he was 3 years old. "I'll hold you to that Nate-Matey!"

1 YEAR LATER

Shane Gray was finally able to move his arm, after 1 year. Nate kept to his word and tended to Shane everytime he wanted something. Even thought it killed him.

After all this time, Shane and Nate Gray had become closer than ever! They were not only brothers... but best of friends. It just shows that a catastrophy can have it's advantages!