Well here it is the last chapter of my series. I had so much fun writing this story and I am so glad everyone enjoyed it, and don't worry as we speak I am working on Part II, which takes place when Nosedive is in rehab, so you will have that very soon. Anyway I hope everyone enjoys this ending and also this chapter is a song fic and its called " Hold onto Hope Love." by Amy Stroup. Enjoy oh and you might need tissues.

" Hold onto Hope Love

I searched high and low for you

Each day gets closer

So hold on stronger to me and you."

When Widlwing walked through the doors, Canard walked over to him.

" I hate what that little brat is doing to you, I hope you realize that?"

Wildwing smiled at his friend.

" I do and thank you for feeling that way, now where are the others?"

" In the living room why what's up?"

" Is Dive back yet?"

" No."

Before he could get an answer, Wildwing was already walking over to the rest of the team.

" We have a mission, I don't know how long we have before he gets back, so we have to act fast. Tanya I want you and Duke to grab as many trash bags as you can find, we are all going into Dive's room and throwing everything away…again, I want it all gone."

Everyone looked over at Canard, who just shrugged his shoulders and watched their team captain head towards his brother's room.

" Nosedive is not going to like this at all, I hope you understand that?"

Wildwing turned around and looked directly at Phil.

" Nosedive is done making the decisions, I'm making them from now on."

" Someday soon, Ill find you

Someday soon, Ill know you

Someday soon."

Nothing could have prepared them for what they saw in his room because as soon as Tanya opened the door, they saw empty pill bottles, empty whiskey bottles, half empty bottles of vodka all over the floor.

"Well I found the bottle of aspirin, though its empty. Damn it whoever is getting him this stuff is going to pay dearly!

Wildwing looked at Duke and smiled.

"Thanks Duke."

An hour later Nosedive's room was clean and drug/alcohol free.

Wildwing looked at his team.

"Thanks guys now we have one more thing we have to do, Phil do you still have the number for Judge Bartlett?"

"Yeah why?"

"Good call him and see if he is in his office."

"If he is?"

"Tell him we will be right there."

While Phil was on the phone, Canard walked over to his friend

"Wildwing what's going on?"

After getting a nod from Phil, Wildwing grabbed the keys and walked to the garage, with everyone trying to keep up.

When they reached the courthouse Canard was still trying to talk to his friend, but Wildwing kept walking and didn't stop until he reached Judge Bartlett's office.

"Wildwing, your manager said it was important, what can I do for you?"

"I want to sign the paper's to send my brother to the Betty Ford clinic for help."

The team and the judge just looked at his with shock.

"Are you sure?"

Taking a deep breath and trying to fight the tears that were threatening to come out Wildwing stared at Bartlett in the eyes.

"He's not the same anymore and I don't want to wake up and find his dead body. If this is the only way I can save him then so be it."

Bartlett smiled and opened his filing cabinet and grabbed a folder.

"There is a flight that leaves at 6 do you want him on it?"

"Yes"

"Ok all you need to do is sign this and Ill do the rest."

After making the final arrangements, the team walked out of the courthouse

"Well this has been an interesting day?"

Wildwing laughed and looked at Mallory

"Well its not over yet, lets go home and break the news to Nosedive.

"He's not going to be happy."

"Ask me if I care."

With that said, the Mighty Ducks piled back into the car and drove home, hoping they would beat their young team mate home, however as soon as they pulled into the garage, there he was standing by the door, looking extremely upset.

"Why were you in my room?"

Calmly Wildwing got out of the car and walked over to his brother

"Dive listen to me, you need help, I thought I could handle this, but its much bigger then I thought."

"Will everyone stop telling me I need help because I am perfectly fine!"

Wildwing couldn't take it anymore, he was tired of Nosedive saying he was fine, when he wasn't, so he did the next best thing, he snapped.

"That's it, I cant take this anymore, I'm tired of hearing that you are fine, when your not! You cant go through 5 minutes without a drink of this or a puff of that! You have a problem and we are going to take care of it right now!"

Then he walked over to his brother, grabbed him by the wrist, pulled him towards the garbage cans, and lifted up the lids.

" We threw away about 100 bottles of alcohol, how you are even getting it, I have no clue, and there are about 50 empty bottles of meds, oh and they all came from your room, but yet you don't have a problem."

Wildwing then dragged Nosedive over to the couch and threw a newspaper article at his chest.

"Do you know what this says, because if you don't, I do…It states "16 year old hockey player Nosedive Flashblade arrested for drunk driving, the police also found 2 packages of pot in the backseat of his car." But you don't have a problem, your fine."

The rest of the team looked on in shock because they have never seen their leader act this way.

"Should we do something?"

Phil glanced at Duke and sighed.

"No let him do this."

So the team left the living room and followed the brothers into Nosedives bedroom.

"Do you still think you are fine, or should I continue?"

Nosedive just rolled his eyes, so Wildwing continued.

"Fine I didn't want to play this card, but I guess I have no choice.

Bobby thought he was fine, thought he didn't have any problem…2 weeks after he said that, Bobby Jackson, your best friend, died in his sleep because he mixed sleeping pills and vodka before he went to sleep, now he's dead. Still think you are fine?"

Nosedive looked at his brother, with tears in his eyes.

"Why did you bring that up?"

"Because I am not going to stand by why you throw your life away, that's why I went to Judge Bartlett's office and sighed the papers that send you to rehab."

Everyone just took a deep breath, because they all knew that all hell was about to break loose.

"Why are you doing this to me, I thought you didn't want to have anything to do with me?"

" That's not true at all, I love you, you are my baby brother and I'm going to help you in anyway that I can, but if this is the only way then so be it."

"You threw everything away that was in my room. I hate you and I will never forgive you for this

Wildwing felt like he was just punched in the stomach, when Nosedive said that, but he continued.

"You are going to the Betty Ford center, they help with alcohol and drug abuse and you will remain there until they feel you are ready to leave."

"And how long will that be?"

" 90 days, which is 3 months."

"WHAT…3 months, you cant do this, you have no right doing this to me! You are ruining my life! I hate you even more now!

"Ok I can live with that, oh and one more thing, your flight leaves in 2 hours so I suggest you pack."

"Go to hell."

Wildwing just sighed and with tears in his eyes, he closed the door and walked outside.

2 hours later, everyone was standing by the gate, saying their goodbyes.

"Listen kid, I know you're mad, but believe me this is for your own good."

Nosedive just shrugged and stood there rigid when Duke hugged him.

When Duke let go, Phil walked over to the kid.

"Just get better ok."

Again Dive shrugged and gave Phil a dirty look

"I don't need to get better because I am fine."

Canard, then walked over to the group grabbed Nosedives wrist and pulled him to a chair.

"Listen to me, I know you blame me for this because I blame myself, maybe if I wasn't so hard on you then this wouldn't have happened, but we cant change that, however what I can change is the way I treat you now, you want respect, you got it all you have to do is get better."

Sighing and shaking his head, Dive got up from the chair.

"I don't have a problem, now is everyone done because I have a plane to catch."

Wildwing just looked at his brother

"Don't you want to say goodbye to me, I mean we wont see each other for 3 months?"

"No because who's fault is that and I believe I told you to go to hell and that I hate you."

With that said Nosedive picked up his bag and walked over to his flight, without looking back.

After the plane took off, Wildwing collapsed in a nearby chair and started to cry.

"Oh stars, please tell me I did the right thing?"

Phil sat next to him and laid a hand on his captain's shoulder.

"You did the right thing and once he starts to feel better, Nosedive will start to realize it as well."

Wildwing looked up at his manager and smiled.

"Thanks Phil."

The next day a 16 year old boy with blonde hair, stood up from his chair, looked around the room, and introduced himself.

"My name is Nosedive Flashblade and I am an alcoholic and addicted to pills."

" So hold onto hope love

I searched high and low for you

Each day gets closer,

So hold on stronger to me and you.

Someday soon, Ill find you

Someday soon Ill know you

Someday."

Also I would like everyone to know, that this song was my inspiration for some of the chapters.