Chapter Two
Sick as a dog
Two days went by, Joe and Nick both caught colds landing them in bed. Kevin made sure his brothers were entertained, he brought them books and music and spend as much time them as possible.
"Hey guys, how are you?" Kevin said with a smile as he entered his brothers room.
"I'm feeling better Kevin," Nick said smiling, revealing his two missing front teeth.
Kevin laughed, "That's good Nicky," then he turned to Joe, "How about you Joe?"
Joe rolled over and looked at Kevin, his eyes gave away just how bad he felt, "Kev-I feel worse."
Kevin sighed, "I wish I could help you Joey."
Joe moaned, "I wish you could too."
Kevin gave his brothers a half smile, "How about I read you guys some more of the book?"
"Yeah," Nick said clapping is hands, yes he was feeling better.
Joe closed his eyes and nodded.
So Kevin picked up the book they had been reading, The Chronicles of Narnia: the Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, sat down in the chair in between his brothers beds and began to read once again.
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Within a week, Nick was back to his normal self, but Joe was a different story. His fever wouldn't go down if fact he was getting worse, every time he coughed, he sounded like he was coughing up a lung. Kevin walked into Joe's room to check on him to see him covered in sweat and rolling around on the bed.
Kevin sucked in his breath and ran for the bed, "Joe-Joe are you alright?"
Joe forced open his eyes, eyes that were full of pain, "Kev-I can't-I can't breath."
Kevin put his hand on his brother's forehead, "Joe-you're burning up!" Kevin raced for the door and yelled as loud as his lungs would let him, "MOM!"
Denise Jonas ran to the room as fast as she could hear the fear in her eleven year olds voice, "Kevin, what's wrong?"
"Mom, Joe can't breath-he's gasping for air," Kevin said as he was starting to breath hard himself.
Denise ran into the room and placed her hand on Joe's forehead and then turned back to Kevin, "Kevin, run to the bathroom and get me the thermometer."
Kevin nodded and took off out the room.
"Joe, sweetie you have to try to relax, just breath sweetie," Denise said pulling Joe's wet hair off his forehead.
Joe sounded horrible, he couldn't get a whole breath, "Mom-I can't-it hurts mommy."
Denise pulled Joe up and sat down under him so he could sit up without holding his weight, "Is that a little better?" She asked as she continued to stroke Joe's wet hair.
Joe nodded, "A little."
Kevin ran back into the room, "Here mom," he said handing Denise the thermometer.
"Thank you Kevin," Denise said as she put the probe in Joe's ear and pushed the button, it took only two seconds before it beeped, when she pulled it out her mouth dropped at the reading, 103.7. "Kevin-go get as many of Nick's toys and books you can find then take Nick out to the car and wait there."
"The car?" Kevin asked looking confused.
"Yes, we are taking your brother to the hospital," Denise said looking up at her oldest son.
Kevin was still confused but didn't ask, he just ran out the door grabbing Nick's toy bag and book as he went. Denise turned back to Joe and rapped a blanket around him.
"Mommy-what are we doing?" Joe asked swallowing hard and added, "Mommy-my ears and my throat hurt."
Denise lifted Joe and said, "Don't worry baby, we're going to take you to the hospital."
Denise carried Joe down the stairs and to the car where Kevin and Nick were waiting.
"Mom, I called dad, he said he would meet us there and asked me to ask you to call him as soon as possible," Kevin said holding Nick with one hand and opening the door for his mom.
"Alright, I'll call him once we are on road," Denise said as she laid the nine year old down as gently as possible.
Kevin strapped Nick into his seat and then crawled over to Joe and put his brother's head into his lap. As they backed out of the driveway Kevin began rubbing Joe's back and whispering into his right ear, "Don't worry, little brother-it's all going to be alright."
Kevin continued the circles on Joe's back while he listened to their mom talk to their father on the cell, his eyes not leaving Joe. Joe sounded so bad, Kevin kept repeating himself that everything was going to be alright, though deep down he wondered if he was telling the truth.
