Author's note: What happens to their parents in this is in no way cannon, I totally made this up

*Belladonna means beautiful women, and it was used for beauty treatments back in the day. It is also an incredibly deadly poison. I thought it would fit well, and it may fit better as the story goes on. I don't know.

"Who's gonna take care of us now?" Don whimpered, as he leaned into Hank's arms, pressing his tear stained face into his brother's chest. Hank gulped, burying his own face into Don's hair, and held Don tighter, because he didn't know. Their father had just died after a few days in the hospital. The car crash had claimed their mother instantly. "Who's going to take care of us now?"

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The woman who was selected to take care of them (her name was Belladonna) * seemed nice at first. Very compassionate. She was a favorite around the big wigs to, nothing but good things to say about how funny she was, how kind and compassionet. But as time went on, Don thought she seemed more and more distracted. Less there. Hank was scared. He'd heard about neglectant parents, and while Belladonna certainly gave them enough food, clothes, things like that, she wasn't really acting like a mom. And Hank was scared.

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"Can you read me the bedtime story?" Don begged, holding the book up to Belladonna.

"No, I'm watching TV. You can read it yourself."

"But I want you to read it. Please?" Hank watched, heart breaking.

"No," Belladonna said annoyedly. "I won't. Nice please, but no." Don opened his mouth again, but Hank strode forward and grabbed his arm, holding back tears.

"I'll read you the story." Don's forehead wrinkled in confusion, as Hank pulled him away.

"But I want her to read it."

"I said I'll read it Don." Hank dragged his brother up to Don's room. "You don't get it, do you?" he burst once the door was shut. "She's not going to read to you. She's not going to take care of us." Don's eyes opened wide.

"But… no… she gives us stuff…"

"Oh, she'll feed us and stuff, but she won't be our mom. She'll never be our mom." Don's deceptively innocent and oh so naive eyes met Hank's bitter ones.

"But… they said she would. She was supposed to be our new mom."

"NO! No one will be our new mom! No one! We don't have a mother!" Hank's eyes stung with tears. "We don't have a mother."

Tears ran down Don's face. "But… I want her back."

"Well you can't have her!"

Don flinched as though hit, and started crying hard. The book fell through limp fingers, and Don shook with sobs. Hank felt his eyes cloud up. He hadn't meant to hurt his brother, he just… he just… Hank sat on his bed and opened his arms.

"Get over here." Don ran into the open arms as fast as he could, allowing Hank to hold him tight. "It's okay." Hank whispered. "I'll take care of you. I'll protect you. I promise. No matter what."

"I'll protect you too." Don whispered, still sobbing into his brother's chest. Hank gave a smile at that. Don wouldn't hit someone for the life of him, he was picked on in school; what could Don possibly do to protect him? Still, he said nothing, only rocked Don in his arms. They were all each other had now.

And for all you people who are wondering when Don gets the spotlight, that's next chapter! Yea! Anyway, despite the not-cannoness of this (yes I know that's not a word) it fit with the plot so here it is. Anyway, it would take you all of 10 seconds to review, so… please? If you were writing, you would want reviews! Even though probably nobody reads this thing at the bottom anyway... it's just so hard to feel appreciated when no one reviews.