Riley was seriously good at puzzles. He did half of it himself, handing pieces to them when he couldn't reach.

They actually finished the puzzle before lunch.

Papa stood in the door, "Hey, lunch is ready. Wash up." He came over to grab Riley.

They all hopped up and hurried to get to the table.

Travis must have grilled, because there were steaks and grilled veggies.

Not that Dad did and Papa didn't grill every once in a while,they just weren't nearly as good as Uncle Travis. When we came in, Dad and Travis were talking about something that happened at Camp when they were teens. They were laughing.

Echo took a seat next to Riley, still turning the idea that he was technically her half-brother over in her head. She liked it. She liked that she had more family, especially when that family was as sweet and cheerful as Riley.

Once they were all seated and eating, the stories started back up again. Some of them Echo had heard before, the one about when her Papa first came to camp. Some of the trouble her Dad and Travis had gotten into together. Vague references to people that Echo had no memories of, sorrow over other people whose names she did recognize.

"Man, time flies so fast." Travis finally said, leaning back and shaking his head. This his gaze sharpened, "I almost forgot. I found a video…" He hesitated, glancing at Echo's younger siblings.

Rory and Ana exchanged a glance.

Declan wasn't even listening. He had a vacant look on his face.

"Of…Megara. And the one of your wedding." Travis finished carefully, still studying Declan.

Dad was watching Dec, too. "Oh, forgot that you had the video of our wedding." He said, distracted.

Echo lightly kicked Declans foot under the table, "Dec?"

He didn't respond, just stared at the table with the same blank look.

Then he twitched, and his head slammed down on the table.

Dad grabbed him and pulled him away from the table as he continued thrashing. Dad was muttering something trying to hold Declan.

Papa grabbed keys, "We're taking him in." He said with a shaky voice.

Dad nodded, managing to get a good grip on him.

Travis hopped up and followed them out, telling the kids to stay put.

Echo steadied her hands and rubbed Riley's back, "It's okay. Everything will be fine." She told her sisters and Riley. "You know Dad will make sure he's fine."

Rory nodded, holding onto an uncertain Ana.

Travis came back in, "Come on, why don't we watch a movie. Your fathers will call us when they get there, and keep us updated on how he is." He said in a calm voice, gently guiding the girls into the living room, and then making sure Echo was following with Riley. He gave Echo a reassuring nod.

They allowed themselves to be distracted by him, watching a movie, only allowing themselves to remember what was going on when he received the phone calls telling us that they were at the hospital, and one brief update on Declan's condition, the latter of which let them know that he was conscious but had a lot of tests he was going to be put through.

Neither of their fathers came home that night, calling Travis at around eight to say that Declan was okay, but that they were still doing tests and they couldn't leave him and asking Travis to stay with us. Travis reassured them that everything was fine here, and of course he'd stay with the kids.

He made sure they got to bed on time, knowing the next day was a school day. He talked with the twins briefly, then came to check on Echo. "Are you alright?"

Echo took a deep breath, "I'm trying to be. But I'm worried. Those stupid doctors should have taken his condition more seriously." She hugged her knees. "Dad and Papa have been trying to get people to run tests for over a month now. Dad had to call in a bunch of different favors just to get the tests tomorrow scheduled. And now Declan is in the hospital, and I know that things aren't okay. I just…I know." She shook her head, then rested it on her knees.

Travis sat on the edge of her bed, "Tell me how you know." He said gently.

"You're too calm. The calls had too much time in between them. They're still doing tests so they don't know what's wrong. And Dad talked with you last, because Papa couldn't give any reassuring news. Rory looked like she was going to faint just after Dad carried Declan out and…" Echo closed her eyes, "I can't sense him. I've always been able to sense him, no matter where he was. Same with the girls. But…nothing. There's nothing."

Travis gently wiped her tears away, looking thoughtful, but sad, "When did you stop sensing him?"

Echo sniffed, trying to keep calm and think, "Not long after the second call."

Travis closed his eyes and shook his head, turning his gaze to his hands as he reopened his eyes. "Wow."

"Wow?" Echo asked, losing the fight to hold back a sob.

He rubbed his forehead, "Echo…not long after that second call…Declan had another seizure."

She felt her breath catch. She knew the rest of what he was going to say wasn't going to be good. She could feel the well of tears about to overflow, the sobs she would have to keep quiet to protect her sisters pushing against her throat.

He met her gaze. He was trying to be gentle, "Declan is in a coma. He's unresponsive."

Echo covered her mouth and allowed him to hold her as those sobs escaped,and the tears poured out like the rain that started outside.