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Warnings: Slash, Blood, language.
After a few minutes of walking he made it to the alley where he left his friends and brother.
"Jackie?" He heard his brother yell, then the sound of feet hitting the ground.
He felt hands on his face, making him look up to see Donnie's concerned face.
"Oh my God! Look at you! Do you need to go to the hospital!"
Before Jack could answer, his brother pulled away and Jack would have lost his balance if it hadn't been for Daniel. The control freak held him up right.
"Oh, wait! I forgot; even if you really did need to go the hospital, you can't! Because my brother is on the America's Top Most Wanted list!"
"Donnie," He said, his voice sounded raspy.
"What happens if you get really sick or something? What would I do?" He threw his hands up, in pure frustration.
"Listen Don..." Jack was cut off by Donnie.
"Let's just," He took a deep breath, "Get you back to my place."
Donnie moved over to him.
Donnie and Daniel looked, or glared, at one another for a while. Jack noticed this and stepped away and out of Daniel's hold and into his brother's, much to Daniel's dismay.
Jack didn't them to get into a fight.
Donnie helped his brother walk out of the alley, down the street and into the hotel.
Jack leaned heavily on him in the elevator. His friends kept sending him worried looks. Oh, and Daniel? Daniel was going out of his mind in worry. All he wanted to do was scoop Jack up in his arms and hold him and kiss away all of his pain.
When the elevator dinged, indicating they had made it to the top floor, the Horsemen walked out, waiting for Jack and Donnie to follow.
Jack's knees buckled and if it hadn't been for his brother he would have fallen.
"Whoa, hey, hey, hey."
His brother helped him stand upright again.
"Come on. We're almost there."
Daniel went to help, but Donnie sent him a look that would kill.
"You, you leave him alone. You've done enough. Don't touch him."
A deep frown found its way to Daniel's face. Before he could say anything Merritt stepped forward and lifted Jack into his arms.
"Merritt?" Jack's words were slurred.
"I gotcha kid."
"Don't call me...kid." Jack closed his eyes.
"Hey," Merritt shook him a bit, "Don't go to sleep, 'cause you might never wake up."
He began to walk down the hall with his kid in his arms. Yes, his kid. Merritt would never admit it, but he was worried sick over the kid too. He cared, hell, even loved the kid as if Jack were really his own flesh and blood.
Donnie rushed ahead of them to unlock his place. Merritt went in and immediately sat him down on the couch.
Getting on his knees beside him Donnie ran his fingers through his little brother's hair. Jack closed his eyes again. He loved it when Daniel used to play with his hair after they had made love or if they were just cuddling on the couch.
"Jackie," Donnie said quietly, "I think you should sit up, so you don't fall asleep."
Jack groaned, "I'll be fine."
Donnie shook his head, "Nope. Come on. Sit up."
He helped his brother sit up right. Jack hissed in pain at the movement.
Henley walked around until she found the bathroom. Inside she got a washcloth and held it under the faucet, running cool water over it until it was soaked. After wringing it out she walked back into the living room and sat beside Jack.
"Here," She dabbed Jack's wound, cleaning off the dry blood.
"Ah, quit it." Jack complained.
Henley ignored him and kept working on wiping the blood away. After a while she handed the washcloth to Donnie.
"Can you get me a dry one?"
He nodded and left the room.
Henley scooted close to Jack and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Jack," She sighed, "We were so worried about you."
"I have fought bigger guys before." Jack said as if it were no big deal.
"No, you idiot! You just up and left and we had no idea where you were!" Angry tears were forming in her eyes.
"I'm sorry. I should have called you at least every once and a while to let you guys know how I was doing. I've been here with Donnie for the passed you few days, though."
Donnie came back into the room.
"I called room service. They'll bring more towels. I'm all out."
Everyone sat in awkward silence until there was a knock on the door. Donnie walked over to answer it.
It was the blonde maid from before.
"Hello Helga." Donnie smiled.
"Donald," She smiled back, but it fell when she saw the state Jack was in.
"What happened to Jack?"
"Some guy tried to...jump us on the way home."
"Have you notified the police?" She asked walking into the room and placing a gentle hand on Jack's chin and looking at his wound.
"Yeah, the mugger was arrested Helga. I'm fine. I promise." Jack said.
"I'll fix you some of my great aunt's soup. I'll bring it by later. Feel better."
She leaned down, kissing the top of his head and then leaving the room.
"Ah, you're blushing!"
Donnie made fun of him as he came around with a small towel and pressing it to Jack's wound.
"Shut up! Ah," Jack tried to move away from Donnie, "That hurts."
"Stop whining. And would ya quit moving so much. I will sit on you."
After a while the bleeding stopped.
"Thank God. I thought it would never stop bleeding. I think you have a concussion though. Are you hurt anywhere else, Jackie?" Donnie asked, noticing his brother hadn't stopped holding his ribs.
"Uh, my ribs hurt."
"Let me see." Donnie lifted Jack's shirt.
"Shit," He muttered as he saw Jack's bruised torso.
"Do you think they're broken?" Henley asked as he ran a gentle hand over the bruises.
Jack did a sharp intake of air, "Ah, no. I don't think. They're just really sore."
Merritt dug around in the refrigerator until he found a water bottle.
"Here, drink this. If you have a concussion then you can't take any aspirin or advil. It will increase the bleeding in your head."
All of the magicians looked at him.
"What? My dad was a doctor."
Daniel leaned against the wall. Everyone was helping Jack except for him. He felt useless. He wanted more than anything to take all of Jack's pain away, but he had broken the boy's heart and he hadn't spoken two words to him. Well, Daniel knew Jack hadn't had anytime really to speak to him with him getting hurt and all.
Daniel gave a small sigh and leaned his head on the wall, closing his eyes.
For the next few hours everyone tried to make small talk, but Jack was out of it and not really paying attention, the other Horsemen were exhausted from all of the worrying they had done over the passed month and it had finally caught up with them.
Around 2 A.M. everyone decided that Jack could sleep now. They had kept him awake for almost twelve hours.
Donnie had already pulled the couch out into a bed.
"I'm glad I kept the air mattress." Donnie said rolling it out and plugging it into the wall.
Pressing the button it began to expand.
"Henley," He said getting the red head's attention, "You can take the bed, Jack and me will sleep on the pull out couch, and Merritt and Daniel you can, I guess, share the air mattress."
"I can sleep on the couch. You and Jack should take the bed. It would be more comfortable for him in his condition."
"Well, where do you want to sleep, Jackie?" Donnie asked and when he got no reply he looked over to find Jack fast asleep on the pull out couch.
Chuckling he turned to Henley, "We're fine on the couch."
Henley walked over kissed Jack on the head before saying goodnight to everyone and walking into Donnie and Jack's bedroom.
Donnie took off Jack's shoes, and jacket before crawling in the bed beside him. Merritt was already sleeping with his arms folded behind his head, snoring softly. Daniel sat in the arm chair beside Jack's side of the couch, gazing at the boy's sleeping face for a few moments longer.
"I'm so sorry that I hurt you." He whispered as he stood.
He bent down and kissed Jack's cheek before joining Merritt on the air mattress.
Daniel tossed and turned for a while before falling into a light slumber. He only slept for half an hour or so when he sat up for a reason unknown.
Glancing over at the couch his heart skipped a beat when he didn't see Jack. He scrambled to his feet, looking around everywhere and coming up empty handed. Daniel was just about to wake everyone up when he noticed the doors leading to the balcony were cracked open.
"Oh God, please..." He mumbled as he walked over to them and opening one.
Jack was sitting on a small couch that would only fit two people. He was looking up at the full moon.
"Hey," Daniel said softly, "Are you okay?"
Jack glanced over at him for a split second.
"Yeah, I don't know exactly why I woke up, but I couldn't go back to sleep."
Daniel cautiously made his way over to the couch and sat down, farthest from Jack he could manage. He didn't want to scare the other boy away.
"How is your head?"
"Hurts,"Jack looked at him and by that, he really looked at Daniel, "But I'm fine, really."
"I've missed you." Daniel whispered.
Jack wanted to throw himself at Daniel, hugging and kissing him like there was no tomorrow. He wanted to shout to the world that he missed Daniel so much that it hurt and that he loves him so much that it was tearing him apart.
But for some reason Jack just couldn't. It took almost a month to get here; to fight his feelings away...And he wasn't going back...not yet anyway.
When Daniel didn't receive a reply he moved closer to Jack; so close that there thighs were pressed together. He then wrapped an arm around the younger boy's shoulders.
Jack's mind screamed, no you idiot! He hurt you! He broke you, but his heart was telling him how right this felt. You are supposed to listen to your heart, right? So, he laid his head on Daniel's shoulder and closed his eyes. He was asleep within minutes.
Daniel's heart was beating so fast that he thought it would burst through his chest. Sure, Jack didn't say anything to him after Daniel told he missed him, but he did lay his head on Daniel's shoulder and Daniel was just fine with that. Even just looking at Jack sent excitement through Daniel's entire body.
Everything seemed perfect. Soon enough Daniel was fast asleep with Jack's body pressed against his.
Donnie was the first awake the next morning. Sitting up he stretched and looked over at Jack, but only, Jack wasn't there. Donnie jumped up and checked the bathroom. Jack wasn't in there.
Noticing that, that stupid J. Daniel Atlas wasn't on the air mattress with Merritt made him so angry.
Jackie is head over heels for that asshole! He probably persuaded Jackie into leaving with him! There's no telling where are they! That asshole!
He was frantic, checking, and double checking every room in penthouse until he noticed the doors leading to the balcony were cracked open the littlest bit. Rushing to them what he saw made him sick to his stomach; his little brother cuddled up to the control freak.
Donald Wilder was no homophobic. Far from it. He believed in love no matter who you are. He loved his little brother more than anything in the world and if his little brother loved another man, then so be it. But Donnie knew his little brother was in love with not just any man, but J. Daniel Atlas, the man that broke his little brother's heart into pieces. And that is what made him sick. He hated J. Daniel Atlas with a fiery passion.
Walking over to his brother he combed his fingers in his hair.
"Hey, wake up, Jackie." He said softly.
Jack groaned, "What?"
"Come on. Keep me entertained while I call room service."
He then helped his brother stand, Jack leaned heavily on him, because he was still half asleep.
Daniel had woken up as soon as Jack's warmth was not with him any longer. He watched as Donnie wrapped an arm around Jack's waist and helped him inside. Leaning back into the couch he realized even though he slept sitting up, the night before had been the best nights sleep he had gotten since Jack left.
~Not much Jack and Daniel love in this chapter, but it was sweet, right? I know what to do for the next chapter, so I will get to work on it as soon as I can! Don't forget to review!~