A/N-I DO NOT OWN THE NAKED BROTHERS BAND!

Hey guys!

Okay so...I'm going to tell you guys now. The chapter after this, won't be out for a little while. The first reason being I haven't written it yet, lol but yeah. I think this is actually a good chapter. I'm proud of the ending (: (For once) I think it's good(:

OMG guys, last night Nat tweeted that they were watching NEVER BEFORE SEEN behind the scene footage from NBB. Like they were seeing it for the first time last night. Then Nat tweeted a video of him and Alex dancing on set from season 2! It was so cute! lol. You guys should go check it out! (:

Okay, fangirl moment over.

Enjoy!

"Nat, wake up."

He rolled onto his back and slowly opened his eyes.

Rosalina was sitting on the edge of his bed, brushing his hair out of his eyes. "How are you feeling?"

"Sleepy," He sighed.

"I just wanted to check on you. Alex and I are going to go to the store, okay? Don't worry about the phone or anything. You don't have to answer it. Just get some sleep."

"Okay…when will you be back?" Nat asked sleepily.

"An hour at the latest."

"M'kay…thanks Rosie."

She kissed his forehead. "Feel better, Nathaniel."

"Thank you, babe," He mumbled sleepily as he turned on his side.

…

"…we know your home…over in a little bit…"

Nat sat up slowly. Was that the answering machine? What time is it? He checked his phone, which read 3 p.m. Were Rosalina and Alex still gone? How long had he been asleep?

Suddenly he heard pounding on the front door.

Should he answer it? Rosalina said not to worry about it. But what if it was Rosalina?

Nat slowly and cautiously got out of bed, put on one of his sweatshirts, and trudged out of his bedroom and into the living room.

The pounding on the front door gave him a headache, but he still opened the door.

Thomas, David and Qaasim stood in the hallway.

"Guys...you know I'm sick. Why are you here?" Nat asked.

"We thought we could make you feel better," Thomas said.

"Well…thanks for the–" Nat sneezed. "offer, but I don't think that's really what could help right now. The best I can do is sneeze on you guys and I don't want to do that."

"C'mon Nat, what's the worst that could happen?" David asked.

"Wait a second, where's Cooper?"

"He said he didn't want to come, because he didn't want to bother you," Qaasim said.

"Guys seriously, I really shouldn't–" He sneezed again. "be out here. You guys can come over when I'm feeling better."

Just as he said this, all four of them heard footsteps in the hallway.

Qaasim, Thomas and David turned.

"Hey Alex, hey Rosalina," Thomas said.

Nat groaned as Rosalina and Alex walked into the apartment.

"What are you guys doing here?" Rosalina asked.

"We wanted to come see Nat," Thomas replied.

"Why? So you can see him sneeze 3 times every ten minutes?" Alex asked.

"We didn't think he was that sick," David said.

"Sorry guys, I am," Nat said shrugging.

"We'll have a band day as soon as Nat's better," Rosalina assured them.

"Okay, we'll see you guys later," Qaasim said. "Sorry to bother you, Nat."

The guys walked out and Rosalina shut the door behind them. "Are you feeling any better?" She asked, looking at Nat.

He shrugged. "The guys pounding on the door gave me a headache."

"Go lie back down, okay? I'll meet you in there in a little bit."

Nat didn't even protest as he trudged back to his room. He pulled off his sweatshirt and collapsed onto his bed.

A few minutes later, Rosalina walked into the room. "Still have a headache?"

He shrugged, as he got under his blankets.

She felt his forehead. "You're still warm. Did sleeping help at all?"

Nat nodded. "It actually helped a lot. I mean, I'm not totally better, but I'm better than I was."

"That's good. I'm sorry the guys bothered you."

"I don't mind…but…how long have I been sleeping?"

"Since eleven-thirty," She said.

"How am I still tired?" He groaned.

"It's normal, Nat. When you're sick, you're tired."

"Yeah, I know…"

"Do you feel like eating anything?"

"What am I supposed to eat?"

"Is your stomach upset?"

Nat shrugged. "I really don't know. I haven't eaten anything in a while."

"Here, c'mon," She said, standing up, and helping him up after her.

They walked out of his bedroom and into the kitchen, where Alex was sitting at the counter.

"So what am I supposed to eat?" Nat asked.

"Usually my dad would give me toast or crackers or something."

Alex walked to the cabinet and took out the box of crackers. He tossed them to Nat.

He opened the box and started eating.

"Are you gonna be okay?" Rosalina asked.

Nat nodded and sneezed. "Okay…maybe not."

"When you're finished eating, you should go back to sleep, okay? Tomorrow we'll figure out what to do."

"Whoa, wait, I get to stay up later than my older brother?" Alex asked. "Sweet!"

Nat shook his head. "Just this once, Alex." He got up from the table, put the crackers away and trudged into his bedroom.

"Is he gonna be okay?" Alex asked, looking at Rosalina.

"I'm sure he will, Alex."

~NBB~

Alex walked out of the bathroom and flipped off the light behind him. He was walking through his brothers bedroom when he heard a noise. He froze.

He realized the noise sounded like blankets being moved.

Alex strained his eyes against the darkness of the bedroom. In the bed, he could see his brother's sleeping figure tossing and turning. He ran over to the bed and shook his brother. "Nat, wake up! Wake up, it's only a dream!"

Nat sat up quickly, breathing heavily. "Alex…? What happened?"

"You were having a nightmare. Are you okay, bro?"

He nodded slowly as he ran his hand through his hair. "I'm…fine."

"Are you sure?"

Nat nodded again. "Thanks Alex…you can go back to bed."

"Okay…good night, Nat." Alex cautiously walked out of Nat's bedroom, but instead of going back to his room, he walked into the living room. He walked over to the couch and gently shook Rosalina's shoulder. "Rosalina," He whispered. "Rosalina, wake up."

"Alex?" She asked sleepily, opening her eyes. "What's wrong?"

"Nat had a nightmare."

Rosalina sat up. "Again?"

He nodded. "He said he was okay, but I don't believe him. I think you should go talk to him."

"Okay…wait, follow me." She got off the couch and walked into the kitchen. She turned on the light and walked over to the fridge. "Here," She said, giving him a carton of milk. "Wait until I get back, okay?"

Alex nodded and sat at the table with the carton of milk.

Rosalina walked out of the kitchen and over to Nat's bedroom door. She slowly opened it and looked inside.

Even through the darkness, she could see Nat sitting up in bed, staring at the other side of his room.

She walked inside. "Nat? You okay?"

"I'm fine," He said monotonously.

She sat on the edge of the bed. "Alex told me you had a nightmare."

Nat nodded.

"What happened?"

"Nothing."

"You can't say nothing happened when you're sweating. And I know it doesn't help that you have a fever."

Nat was silent for a few minutes before he said, "I was there."

Rosalina didn't respond as she waited for him to continue.

"I was there when Uncle Miles…died. And…I saw it all happen, but I couldn't do anything. There wasn't even a warning either. It happened and then it was over. He was gone."

"Nat, can I ask you something?"

He nodded.

"You know when people die, especially in car crashes, most usually they die instantly. You know that right?"

He nodded again.

"When they die instantly, they don't feel any pain. He was fine, Nat. But you know what else?"

"What?"

"I don't think he'd want to you to worry about this as much as you are. I know it's hard, and I know that it's not easy when people you love have been taken away from you. But you get through it with help from your friends and your family."

Nat seemed to become frustrated. "But how can you understand? How can anyone understand? Has someone else had two of fatherly figures taken away from them in one year? Has someone else tried to manage a band, take care of their little brother, an apartment, bills, and themselves? Has someone else been able to do all that? What about having to do all of that during the summer, when their supposed to be having fun? Were they a teenager, still worrying about school even in the summer because they knew how important it was to one of their family members? Did they have to deal with that family member's constant criticism all the time even though it made them hate their family member? Even though deep down inside they still loved that family member because that family member was the last connection they had to their father?"

Rosalina didn't respond. She was slightly surprised at Nat's outburst.

"Has someone else…ever felt like…it was their fault that both their father and uncle…died?"

"Nat…you don't honestly think that your father and your uncle's deaths are your fault…do you?"

Nat seemed to regret saying anything at all. "Never mind; just…never mind I said anything."

"Tell me the truth," She begged.

"A little."

"Why? You had nothing to do with either of their deaths, Nat."

"That's what you think. That's what everyone thinks."

"Then tell me what happened Nat. Tell me exactly what happened."

A/N-Like I said, I actually like the ending.

But who cares what I think, it's what YOU, MY AMAZING READERS, think. (:

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