'I want…to see her.' Troy whispered to his parents.

'You can't, sweetheart.' Lucille said, stroking his cheek. 'Gabriella is in ICU for a specific reason.'

'So am I.' Troy coughed, blood falling slightly from the side of his mouth.

The parents looked at each other with concerned expressions, until Chad, who had been standing quietly in the corner, piped up. 'It's normal.' He said calmly.

'Oh…right. Chad, me and Jack are gonna go for some coffee. Can you stay with Troy?' Lucille said, looking at him.

Chad looked at his best friend; he'd never been scared to be alone with him before, but he was frightened he'd say the wrong thing. '…Yeah.' He still answered, mentally cursing himself for doing so.

'Okay. Sweetie, we'll be back in about an hour, alright?' Lucille kissed Troy's cheek and Jack smiled at his son as they walked out.

Chad stood in the corner, avoiding Troy's intent gaze. 'Why don't you wanna be alone with me, Chad?'

'Who said that?' Chad looked at him, but could not keep his gaze for too long.

'You did.'

Chad was confused. Had he said it without realising? 'W-what?'

'Usually…' Troy looked away. 'It doesn't matter.'

Chad suddenly felt a wave of guilt pass over him, and he grabbed a chair and pulled it next to Troy's bed. 'What?'

Troy stayed silent. Chad looked uncomfortably down at his lap. Suddenly they both looked up. 'I'm scared I'll say the wrong thing…' Both trailed off as they realised they'd said it together.

They both laughed slightly; it was like old times. 'It's funny how brothers can do that.' Troy said, somewhat smiling.

Chad looked at him. 'So I am still your brother?'

'When were you ever not?' Troy stared at his best friend.

'When I told you Gabriella was on life-support, and was being taken off it…and that Jase had…d-died. I thought you blamed me.'

'W-whoa. Hold up there. Why would I blame you, Chad?'

'I…I dunno. I was just…' Chad sighed. 'Feel free to call me totally stupid.'

'Nah. Not totally. Slightly stupid; a doofus, if you will.' Troy said.

Chad sniggered. 'Okay, fine. You win. I'm a…doofus.' He said, starting to laugh.

'R-Ryan?' Sharpay whispered, staring at her brother.

'Shar…it hurts.' Ryan said, his forehead creasing.

Sharpay walked forward swiftly. 'Oh God, Ryan, I was so scared.' She said, hugging him tightly round the neck.

'S-Shar…' Ryan coughed sarcastically. 'You're killing me.'

Sharpay leant back and hit his shoulder slightly. 'Don't ever do that to me again. Ever.'

'Ever.' Ryan agreed, nodding. 'It still hurts though.'

Sharpay pushed the nurse's button. 'Where does it hurt?' she asked sweetly.

A nurse walked in. 'Ah…Mr Evans, you're awake.'

'And in pain. Is that normal?' Sharpay was worried; she didn't want to lose her brother.

'I'll give you some strong painkillers for that. It may hurt for a couple of weeks –'

'Weeks?' Ryan whined.

'Listen to the nice nurse.' Sharpay said, smiling. She laid her hand on top of his, curling her fingers around it.

The nurse smiled slightly. 'After that, you should be fine, although indigestion and stomach aches may hurt more than before.'

Ryan nodded. 'Okay.'

The nurse crushed some tablets and carefully inserted them into his drip, Ryan watching with amazement. The nurse walked out the room, secretly smiling at how close they were.

Sharpay crouched beside him, and touched his cheek. He looked towards her and she smiled, tears in her eyes. 'I missed you so much, Ryan.'

Ryan hadn't really known what was going on, so he wasn't sure if he missed her or not. 'I love you, Shar.'

Sharpay beamed at him, her eyes glistening. 'I love you too.' She murmured. 'Ooh and this…is yours.' She reached to the chair and grabbed the pink fedora, positioning it on his head, beaming at the sight of her brother looking normal, minus the hospital clothes, hospital bed and machines weaving in and out of him, and her smile dropped ever so slightly.

'I believe that's mine too.' Ryan said, plucking at his T-shirt. Sharpay opened her mouth to explain, but Ryan raised his finger to her lips. 'It's okay, Shar. It's kinda nice.'

'Yeah, well, I only wore it under the circumstances. I had no other clothes and…' she looked at him, trailing off her pathetic excuse. 'Okay, fine. It smelt like you; I needed it.'

He smirked, snorting with laughter. 'Shar, I'm actually…quite touched that you'd do that. I didn't know you cared so much.'

Sharpay frowned. 'Of course I care, Ry. I always have. I just…don't like to show my emotions.'

Ryan sniggered. 'Oh yeah, you don't like your emotions to take you over, Miss Drama-Queen.'

Sharpay slapped his shoulder. 'Don't be mean.' She laughed, her hair falling in front of her face.

Ryan smiled and laughed slightly with her and pulled it out of her face. 'Look, Shar, I mean what I said before. I really do love you.'

Sharpay couldn't stop her tears falling. 'I love you too, Ryan. So, so much.'

No people, this is not twincest. I refuse to write any kind of incest whatsoever, especially twincest. So…yes. Please Review.