Mrs Knight was rudely awoken by the sound of doctors and nurses hurrying through the corridors shouting something about a code, not knowing what was going on, Mrs Knight slipped out from under Katie and opened Carlos' hospital room door. Her heart almost stopped when he realised that they were all heading to James' room, Mrs Knight was confused, he was perfectly fine when he was awake and talking to her, well fine isn't really the right word for the situation but nothing seemed to be too wrong. Mrs Knight quickly hurried to James' room, attempting to get through the nurses that were standing around James' room, before even seeing anything she could hear this ghastly noise, it was a terrible wheezing sound and it was deeply disturbing as he knew where the noise was coming from. When Mrs Knight got to see James he was horribly pale and his lips were tinged blue, his hair was also matted to his forehead. James looked deeply distressed and couldn't catch his breath, she went to hold James' hand, surprised at how cold it was; she looked him in the eye and began crying. Mrs Knight was even more shocked when James did the unexpected and threw up, it wouldn't have been so scary for Mrs Knight is it was normal vomit but it wasn't; James was throwing up blood.

"Help!" James gasped out, quickly losing consciousness, suddenly screaming out from pain, the doctor came to a decision,

"Ma'am, we're taking James in for surgery, we will fill you in on the problem when he comes out, as he needs urgent care. We'll send Doctor Lloyd for you." The doctor told her before setting up James bed and wheeling him out along with the other nurses. Then she was alone, Mrs Knight completely broke down into tears, she had no idea what to do.

"Mrs Knight?" Dr Lloyd asked from the doorway, Mrs Knight turned to look, "Would you like to see Logan Mitchell? He is showing signs of waking."

"Okay, will my daughter be alright in the room with Carlos Garcia?"

"Yes, there is a nurse in there with them, they'll be fine, now let's go and see Mr Mitchell." Mrs Knight followed the doctor through the corridors and into another part of the ICU, once they got to Logan's room, Mrs Knight closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to prepare herself to see the poor boy. "Are you alright?"

"Yes, I'll be fine!" Mrs Knight reassured him, she opened the door carefully and immediately saw Logan lying asleep in a propped up position, probably because of his ribs. He had a giant cast over his left arm and the same goes for his left leg, Logan also had his ribs wrapped up and gauze around his head. Even though the gauze looked like it was quite thick, there were faint red patches around the perimeter of his head where the gauze was, it was bleeding. A quite groan brought everyone's attention to Logan; a short red-headed nurse was fussing over him, making sure the bed was nice and comfortable and his fluid levels were stable and that he was getting the right medication.

"Ugh…" Logan groaned, he squeezed his eyes tight shut before blinking them open, Mrs Knight was quickly by his side. The nurse gave the teenager a small sip of water to soothe his throat before stepping back slightly to give Mrs Knight space; Logan's eyes quickly started to water as he suddenly saw he situation and began to remember fragments of what had happened, he whimpered loudly before the tears spilled from his eyes and he began to cry.

"Honey, sh, shh it's okay! What wrong, sweetheart?" Mrs Knight asked, stroking the tears away from Logan's face using her hand.

"S'my fault!" Logan whined, sobbing afterwards, "An't hurs!" Logan slurred, Mrs Knight tried to calm him down,

"I know it hurts, honey, and it wasn't your fault! It was the rain! It happened to the person who went into the back of your car too! They got hurt because of the rain! Just get some rest, sweetheart."

"I'anna go ho-ome!" Logan couldn't pronounce his words properly and he was really getting himself worked up over the whole ordeal, before anyone could disagree, the red-headed nurse injected Logan to send him back to sleep.

"Sorry ma'am but he was going to inure himself more." The nurse spoke with a thick southern accent. Mrs Knight began crying again as Logan's slurred words became groans as he fell asleep again, this was horrible, Mrs Knight needed to get away. She quickly left the room and went to sit in the hallway, she sank down the wall and put her head in her hands, Dr Lloyd followed her out and kneeled besides her.

"Mrs Knight, don't lose hope!" He exclaimed, "Those four boys are the most amazing patients I have ever had, I know that I have only talked to one of them and only known them for almost two days but even though it seems like they're getting worse, from a doctor's point of view, I can't tell you how well they're doing. Carlos has responded amazingly to the treatment and will be out of here in no time. Although James is in surgery, he has been holding up remarkably well considering the pain level's he was been enduring through, Logan is also doing extremely well, many patients in his position would've either given up or completely lost their minds! And I can't stress enough to you how well Kendall is doing; your son is amazing to have the strength to basically come back from the dead in the condition he is in. Although it was only just over half a minute, he still died, but he's alive and fighting now. The bottom line is; you have to have faith in these boys, they're amazing and although it all seems hopeless, they're not going to go down without a fight, I'm sure they are going to defy all odds against them and each make an excellent recovery, no matter how long it takes them."

"Thank you so much!" Mrs Knight whispered as she stood up, the two began walking to Carlos' room, Dr Lloyd was right, how were the boys supposed to have faith when no one around them did? Besides, they were fighters, and they were going to give it their all, no matter how long or how hard it took them. Mrs Knight went inside Carlos room, the small teenager was sitting in his bed smiling and talking to Katie, he looked near enough normal Mrs Knight smiled back at him and saw real happiness in his eyes, not faked. Then she knew, Carlos was fighting, he only had broken ribs and a concussion, and he knew the sooner he got better the sooner he could see his friends. Carlos was determined, he had faith but he also knew that this was going to be their hardest battle yet.

Sorry this took so long and is a little bit rubbish but anyways… Review please! :D