Hey peeps sorry about the delay, but here is the final chapter… and I can announce there is a sequel in the works! In regards to the delay, my laptop came in contact with a bath and I only got it back yesterday so…yeah, little word of advice for everyone though, never drop your laptop in a bath! (even when empty, it will just smash your laptop, trust me)

But on with the show (I do not own due to budget cuts)…

Chapter 7?

John knew his whole body was screaming in pain, but somehow his brain wasn't quite processing this, and all he could feel was an unpleasant tingle. Slowly he opened his eyes and tried to take in his surroundings. Great, a hospital… well that explains why I feel so odd, sort of. Without lifting his head he tried to see what else was in the room – hoping to find a clue as to what had happened. To his right were two drips, one with clear fluid the other a deep crimson containing what he hoped was blood.

On his left however was something much more interesting, Virgil fast asleep in a very uncomfortable looking armchair, still sporting his turquoise hair. Man I love Gordon, he let out a small chuckle at this, unaware of how his dry throat would protest at such an action, he began choking as he tried to draw in breath.

This was the scene to which Virgil awoke.

Wasting no time he crashed his hand against the 'call' button and then began trying to calm the hospitalized man down. Once the nurse had arrived it took only moments for John to start breathing normally again, but it didn't stop the nurse from warning the lightening blonde Tracy against talking until his throat had soothed a little. When she had left John opened his mouth to talk only to be cut off by a scowl from Virgil and have a cup of ice chips thrust into his hand. Despite his annoyance at being mothered like this, John had to admit the ice chips did help his throat feel a little better.

After five minutes of eating ice chips and getting several disapproving glances from Virgil for his attempts to throw them in the air and catch them in his mouth – which eventually resulted in Virgil grabbing his wrist and making some well worded threats. He finally admitted defeat and began carefully placing ice chips on his tongue and then pointedly showing Virgil before swallowing the icy substance.

Once he felt his throat was well and truly soothed, he opened his mouth to speak again, this time to be cut off by the sudden bleeping from Virgils watch. Both brothers smirked as Virgil answered the call.

Scott was just as shell shocked as his father had been when he first saw Virgil through the monitor "What on earth happened to your face?" Scott asked, trying to ignore his father who was chuckling in the background at his sons reaction.

"What?" Virgil asked, not realising the sight he must seem.

"Your face! What in the name of all that is holy happened to your face?" Scott asked exasperated by his brothers' casual response to the situation.

"Oh that, funny story. But not important at the moment"

Scott was now teetering on the edge of a mental breakdown, what the hell! He looks like he's gone sick rounds with Godzilla and he's saying it's not important! "Virge, start talking sense" Scott said, using his dad voice.

"Well this bozo wanted to say hi" Virgil said before tilting his watch so that John was looking at the monitor, and then gave a small smile and his best attempt at a wave with his arm in plaster.

The End

Yes I know it isn't a real ending but, that's because there is a sequel which will be up sometime next week, or Friday… depends on how much time I've got… but will definitely be here this time next week!

Also thanks to everyone who reviewed and such, this was my first story and you are all truly EPIC!

Ciao! Russiankat