Here is chapter 7, and I cant believe I have 10 reviews for this story, thank you to everyone who enjoys this. Oh and the conversation in italics is the announcer for the game, just so no one gets confused, and towards the middle it's a flashback Wildwing has.

Wildwing was standing at the other end of the rink sighing and pretty much bored to tears. The Ducks were playing a good game, and not that he wasn't happy they were doing so good, its just they really didn't need him that much.

"And Nosedive scores again, which brings the score 7-2. Is there anything that kid can't do?''

Smiling and silently agreeing with the announcer, Wildwing glanced back at his team then looked at his brother. After the week, they all had, especially Dive, Phil was reluctant to have them play, but Nosedive swore that he will be ready, so here they were, playing their best game ever.

Nosedive, on the other hand, was getting tired and dizzy from skating around in circles, and he didn't want to leave the game, but he was starting to feel sick again, so when the Wombats, called a time out, he slowly made his way to the bench, where Phil and Canard were waiting for him.

" Canard, can you take my place, I think I am going to be sick from all the skating?"

Canard nodded, while Phil opened the door and helped Dive lay down on the bench, while checking to see if he had a fever.

" Your burning up with another fever. Canard, I'm going to take him down below, let Tanya know what's going on."

Wildwing wasn't really paying attention to what was going on, until the announcer mentioned that Canard was taking Dive's place, so he called a time out to see what's going on.

"What are you doing here, where's Dive?"

" He wasn't feeling good and Phil noticed he was getting a fever, so Dive asked me to cover for him, while Phil took him downstairs."

"Tanya, I though you said he wasn't going to get sick again?"

"It must have been from all the drugs and alcohol he took, the withdrawal period might be longer."

Wildwing sighed and put his hand to his face.

"Alright lets finish this game, and get to Dive."

After the Ducks scored the winning goal, they didn't even bother going to the locker rooms, instead they went downstairs, where Phil was waiting for them.

"He threw up 2 more times, I gave him some Vitamin water, to keep him hydrated. He also has a 100.2 fever, so I told him to take a cold shower, which he did and that brought the fever down slightly."

Wildwing closed his eyes and just shook his head.

" Thank you, where is he now?"

"Asleep, in his room"

"Ok I am going to take a shower and a nap, but wake me in an hour, I have a feeling this is going to be another long night."

While he walked away, the rest of the team just looked at each other and silently agreed that their team captain was going to crack sometime soon.

Once he was in his room, Wildwing collapsed on his bed and just cried. He couldn't believe this was happening again.

Flashback to the beginning on the week.

"Wildwing my stomach hurts so bad, my head feels like its about to fall off, and I cant stop shaking"

" I know baby brother, I know, but you will start feeling better soon, I promise."

"I'm sorry bro, I am so sorry, for putting you through this. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me?"

" I already do, Nosedive I already do."

Everyone spent the first 2 days with him, in the bathroom, because every time he tried to move, he would just throw up or dry heaves would start.

Another thing they all had to worry about was his moods, one minute he was happy then he was pissed off, then he was crying.

End flashback.

After taking a few deep breaths and drying his eyes, Wildwing got up to take a shower, when he noticed Canard standing in his door way.

"Tanya just took his temp and its normal, so she says we are out of the woods for now."

"Thanks Canard, but I'm still going to sit with him, just in case."

Canard nodded and noticed for the first time, his best friends blood shot eyes and significant weight loss, that's when he realized ever since this whole mess started, no one asked Wildwing how he was coping with all of this.

" Some best friend I turned out to be, I have been so worried about the kid that I forgot to ask you how you were doing with everything."

Wildwing chuckled and sat back down on the bed.

"I've been better believe me, but now that things are returning back to normal, Ill be ok."

Satisfied with the answer Canard left, and Wildwing laid down with a smile on his face for the first time in over a month.

The next morning, a very chipper and much better looking Nosedive walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bowl of cereal and sat down with his family for breakfast.

"Good morning everyone, and how did we all sleep last night?"

Everyone just sat there in shock while their youngest teammate ate his second bowl of Captain Crunch.

"Oh Wildwing, is that ok if I go over to the park with Trash and Mookie?"

At first Wildwing wanted to say no, because he was still grounded, but the fact that for the first time Nosedive actually asked him to go somewhere, instead of sneaking off, Wildwing nodded his head.

"Great you are the best big brother ever."

So Nosedive grabbed the keys to one of the duck cycles and drove off.

When he went back to his breakfast, he noticed everyone looking at him

" What?"

"You let him go out, even though he is grounded?"

"Duke, when was the last time he asked for permission to do anything?"

"Good point."

"Thank you."

Meanwhile at the park, Nosedive, Thrash, and some other friends from school, were sitting on a bench, drinking and smoking joints.

"Dude I cant believe your brother actually let you come outside."

" I know man, me either, and they still have no clue, I haven't stopped ."

Laughing, Thrash got up and walked towards their friend Mike's motorcycle.

"Hey I have an idea lets have a race, Mike vs. Nosedive, and whoever wins, has to drink this whole bottle of vodka."

So the 2 teens jumped on their bikes and started their engines.

Back at the pond, Wildwing and Duke were watching ESPN, when Tanya walked into the room, looking very upset.

"Wildwing, I need to tell you something."

Turning the TV down, Wildwing and Duke looked up

"What's up Tanya?"

"Well I was going over the inventory of the med lab and there are some things missing."

Wilding looked like he was going to be sick when he heard her say that, so taking deep shallow breaths, he asked the question is was dreading to hear.

"Like what?"

"5 needles and 2 bottles of morphine, the pill kind."

Standing up very slowly, they made their way to Nosedive's room each one afraid of what they would find.

They searched for about 5 minutes when Duke found a locked box underneath the bed.

"Grab me a toothpick and Ill have it opened in a flash."

While Duke was trying to open the lock, Wildwing was hoping anything but drugs were in that box, however when Duke opened the lid, they not only found the needles and the morphine, but they also found 2 ounces of cocaine, and a large bottle of whiskey. Wildwing ran into Nosedives bathroom and threw up while Tanya wrapped up the needles.

Just then Grin, Mallory, Phil, and Canard walked in holding the phone.

"Klegghorn just called, Nosedive has been arrested for a DUI and illegal possession, he was wondering when we wanted to pick him up?"

Wildwing just sat on the bathroom floor and closed his eyes.

"Call him back and tell him tomorrow, we will get him tomorrow."

Then he got up from the floor and walked out of the room, before turning to Phil and Duke

"You guys are going to get him, I'm not going."

Once Wildwing was out of earshot Mallory turned and glanced at Duke and Tanya.

"What happened in here?"

"We found goodies."

Canard grabbed a book, that was laying on the floor and threw it across the room.

"This sucks, I'm going to kill that little brat, when I see him."

Phil just shrugged, and called back Klegghorn, while the rest of the team cleaned up Dive's room.

There you have it chapter 7, I hope everyone enjoys it