Ugh! I didn't know it was possible to go a whole week with no computer. My progress reports came out on Monday, and all I'm gonna say is wow. My mom was completely justified in taking my computer away. So I went a week without updating and reviewing my favorite stories. So I have so much to do now.
But here in Columbus, we had a blizzard Friday night. 20 inches of snow. Crazy, huh? So I've spent my weekend watching 2 season's of the O.C. and waiting till I could get on the computer. My schools already canceled for tomorrow, so now I'm going to stop with this pointless author's note, play my Death Cab For Cutie CD, and write you guys chapter 23.
Enjoy.
Frankie had come. He had hugged each of his brothers, joked for a minute with Joe, smiled as Kevin and Nick laughed at the middle Jonas' witty commentary. Then he had gone.
His mom wanted him to be away from the hospital. In case anything went wrong. The way she saw it, if three of her babies were unavailable to protect, she sure as hell wasn't gonna let her youngest out of her sight.
Frankie hadn't exactly understood why his brothers were all teary eyed when his mom kissed them all goodbye, or why she smiled sadly at them. He said bye and told his older brothers that he loved them, after they said it to him.
Confused didn't begin to cover what he felt. He could tell that everyone knew something he didn't know. At the moment he wished he wasn't seven years old. They wouldn't keep secrets from me if I was 8, he thought.
He took his moms hand as she looked back at her sons one last time and quickly walked out the door, not stopping to talk to his dad. They went to front doors and a security guard drove them back to the hotel.
Frankie hated the way his mom cried the entire way their.
Mr. Jonas stood outside Joe's hospital room. He looked in through the square window on the door, half listening to the plan the FBI, or whoever was in charge, had come up with.
They had already called Cane and told him that their was a surgery going on that would take hours. It became obvious to Mr. Jonas that Cane had no real intention on hurting anyone other than his sons when he relented quickly and said that as long no one comes to their floor, he'd allow the surgery to continue.
Of course their was no surgery, the operating room was going to contain the most highly trained agents, Big Rob, and Mr. Jonas.
He had refused to leave. If his boys were going to stay, then so was he.
More people would would be waiting outside. They were going to end it. Cameras had been placed all around and monitors had been set up in the O.R. they were going to occupy.
The only problem was that if they came out of the room and down the stairs, they could spook Cane. Mr. Jonas didn't want to risk any of his sons getting hurt just because Cane got jumpy and scared.
Although Mr. Jonas hated the plan, he knew it was the only way. Someone was going to have to lure Cane upstairs. That way all they would have to do was run out the door and subdue him.
Nobody had been surprised when Kevin had graciously volunteered to take on this task.
Mr. Jonas had never been more proud of his sons. They got each other through everything and anything. Their bond was the strongest thing he had ever seen and it was what he knew would make everything okay. None of them would let the other get hurt. Kevin and Joe were in automatic big brother mode and Nick was determined to help.
A smile appeared on Mr. Jonas' face as he watched Kevin and Nick smile as they listened to Joe. He noticed Joe clutch his side and grimace. He grew concerned but saw that it wasn't hindering him. All three boys were laughing now. Joe being cautious, aware of his healing body.
Mr. Jonas couldn't think of time when he was happier to be called their father.
Kevin finally controlled his laughter long enough to look at the clock. He knew time was running out, and soon Cane would come. No matter how much they had talked about the plan or how much it sounded like it could work, he always had that nagging feeling that it wouldn't.
He hated to think that way but it didn't change the fact that he did.
Looking at his two brothers, he couldn't believe that all this had happened to them. Joe had been beaten and had almost died and he was here, laughing and telling jokes.
To him, it proved that they could overcome anything that was thrown at them. It gave him the confidence he needed to get through everything. Especially what was to come.
He prayed that they would all make it through this okay. And that their family would be stronger because of it.
When Kevin looked up through the window on the door, he saw his dad looking back at him, a proud smile displayed on his face. He loved the way it made everything seem alright. He turned back to his brothers to enjoy the last peaceful moments they had left.
Joe continued to smile as he listened to his brothers laughter. It was what made everything that had happened in the last week okay. After all the horrible events that took place between their stop at Taco Bell to now, they were still able to sit down together and enjoy it.
He missed making his brothers laugh. It was what he was best at. They could always count on him to lighten the mood for them when it was way to heavy.
This past week everything had been too heavy. And he hadn't even been around or awake to make it better.
He didn't regret anything that had happened. Sure, getting his ass kicked wasn't on his top list of priorities, but he gladly took it in stride considering if he hadn't that Nick would be the one in the hospital bed.
Or worse.
He didn't want to think about that. He had 15 minutes until Cane would come in and everyone else would be gone. He was trying his hardest not to stress about the part of the plan that involved his brother leading a crazy man up the stairs.
The only thing he could do was enjoy his last minutes before hell would break loose and pray that once it was contained again, they would all be okay.
Nick couldn't remember the last time he actually laughed. It had been nothing but drama for the past seven days.
He had felt fear.
He had felt sadness.
He had felt hopelessness and then relief.
And finally, even if it was only for another 15 minutes, he felt happiness.
It was 900 seconds until Cane would come. Until whatever he wanted would be revealed. Nick had no idea what Cane had planned, but he hoped that he wouldn't get to find out.
When their dad had told him the plan Nick had thought it was good. Then he heard the part where Kevin was going to be responsible for getting Cane upstairs. His brother was going to be in danger and he hated it.
But he knew that no matter what he said it was going to be that way. They would never let their little brother get put in harms way. Joe, who could barely stand, would be more likely to do it than Nick.
But he was proud to have such brave big brothers. He could say easily that he had two heroes.
And he was going to enjoy the time he had left with them before the man no one wanted to even be breathing arrived.
Mr. Jonas walked through the boys' door with a solemn look on his face.
"We're heading upstairs boys," he said to them.
They all three nodded.
"I love you boys."
"We love you too Dad," the all said in unison.
Mr. Jonas smiled at his boys.
"Be careful, and watch out for each other."
"Always," Kevin replied. Nick and Joe nodded in agreement.
"Cane's going to call you to, uh, give you instructions."
The room was silent.
"Good luck."
Nick, Joe, and Kevin watched as their Dad left the room. Joe sat up as best he could looking at his brothers who looked very serious. One of those heavy moods he hated had fallen on them.
"Man I wish we had a computer," he said suddenly.
"Why?" Nick asked.
"Dudes, if we posted a blog about this Cane guy on our Myspace, do you realize how fast he'd be dead. Like thousands of screaming girls would rip him apart." Joe said with a smile.
Nick and Kevin laughed as the nodded, agreeing one hundred and ten percent.
The phone rang.
"Eh, guess it's to late for the fans to save us huh?" Joe said quietly as Kevin moved closer to the phone.
"Looks like it." Nick responded.
Kevin lifted the phone from the hook and mustered up all the confidence he had in him.
"Hello?"
So this was most defiantly a filler, setting what I have planned for next. Next chapter will be full of action, drama, angst. If this was lame, I'm sorry.
Next chapter will be long and good. I promise. Also theres a poll on my profile about which story I should write next. Eventually I'll write them all, this just determines the order. So please vote in that.
Now it's time for me to go review some stories I haven't gotten to read in forever.
So, please tell me what you think.