So sorry I haven't updated in a while. I hope this chapter is okay. I will have chapter 7 up soon! I'm just working out some kinks. Sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes. No spell check & no beta for this shapter.

(Evan)

"Evan?" Hank's voice broke. It was raspy and unsure but it was his voice! I knew he was going to be okay but, this just seemed to prove it.

"Henry? Oh my god Henry! How are you feeling? Are you in pain? You want me to get the doctor?" I made a move to leave for the doctor when Hank's weak laugh filled the room. It was abraded and quickly turned to coughing.

I rushed over and rubbed his back; grabbing the styrofoam cup off the table and letting him have a few ice chips that the nurse had provided earlier. He thanked me and I set the cup aside. I took his hand in mine and stroked the backside with my thumb.

"Henry, you scared the hell outta me..." I said. My voice cracked and I fought back tears; it made me realize for the first time that I may have been on my own. For the first time in my life I wouldn't have my big brother to help me through the tough times and keep me from doing my stupid ideas. He kept me sane.

I was scared for a long time that mom's disease was genetic, and that one day it would claim either my brother's life or mine. I got over that. Well, not entirely. It just left the front of my mind and hid in the back of my; only to be brought out of its hiding by this.

"Sorry Ev." Hank said. I looked over at him and saw he was exhausted; he was straining to keep his eyes open and stifled a yawn.

"Go to sleep Henry - I'll be here when you wake up." He nodded and promptly slipped into the world of the unconsious. I smiled at him, he looked so peaceful. I almost forgot how young he was. I mean, still older than me but, sometimes I just saw him as so much older. Not like few years but, a whole lifetime. I ran a hand through his short hair and pressed a kiss to the side of his head that wasn't covered with scrapes and bruises.

"Goodnight Henry." I moved to the couch under the window and typed a quick text to Divya.

Hank woke up. He's fine.

OMG! That's great! Want me to come up there?

No. That's fine. I promised to be here when he wakes up.

Oh, okay. I'll be there first thing in the morning. What do you think he'll want for breakfast?

Not much. I don't think he'll be up for a big meal. How about a box of his favorite cereal! I know that hopsital doesn't have it.

Alright. Done. Night Evan. Keep me updated.

Will do Div. Night.

I plugged my phone into the wall and put it on silent. I pulled the thin, scratchy, white hopsital blanket over my shoulder and closed my eyes. I fell alseep to the sound of Hank's steady even breathing reminding me my brother was with me; alive and well.

I know its short too. Kind of a lead in to the next chapter. R&R. :)