SO yes, I still have an exam this tuesday but I needed to clear my head, make space for History, so I emptied the ideas from my head into this story and finally wrote it down :D Hope you enjoy this as much as the previous ones.

Fact- Phoenix, is the capital of Arizona (for all those not aware!) Yes now you can continue reading.

Disclaimer- All characters belong to Shonda, I'm just playing with them.

I look at him sitting in the hospital bed and he looks not like my lanky 15 year old brother but the small 6 year old sick kid I remember. His bandaged head is in the crook of mom's arm as she sits on his bed, her legs outstretched, cradling his injured right hand, now in a sling, in her lap. Mami is sitting on the other side, on a chair pulled closed to the bed and holding his other hand. Dad is sitting on the edge of the bed and he is saying something, to which both Timmy and mami laugh. Probably one of his "Blondie" jokes because mom glares at him but then assents and does smile, while running her hand through Tim's hair. Dad gets up and after giving mom a one hand hug and pumping his fist with Timmy, he says something to mami and heads out of the room. That's when he sees me standing outside.

"Hey Sof, so your finally back" he smiles as he walks up to me gives me a hug. I needed it, and he knows. "How are you doing?" he asks softly, his eyes searching mine. I shrug my shoulders "Fine. How are they?" Even though it's only Timmy who met with an accident, it's not news that my mothers would be as shaken up by it as him. "Well, you know, you're mom's been crying but Callie is there to take care of her. And Tim's dealing all right, though I'm sure he's gone get tired off all that fussing quite soon. So go right in, and give them some much needed distraction" he drops a kiss on my forehead and then heads to the elevators. I take in a deep breath then enter the room

"Hey, I brought us dinner" I announce as I enter the room, "from Yanni's" I finish with a dramatic flourish.

"Wow, you brought Greek, geek" says Timmy enthusiastically as he sits up a little straighter.

I settle onto the bed near his leg and drop the carry bag containing food on his thighs.

"Ouch, it's hot!" he complains to which mami laughs and picks it up.

"Stop being such a baby" I tease.

"Sofia, next time you decide to do the disappearing act please let us know" says my mom quietly, looking at me with her tear-stained beautiful face. My heart breaks. I nod once, then to assure her I add a quick "yes Ma'am." She then uses her free hand to wipe away the tears from her face. I know she was scared, is scared, and I understand completely. Even if I may tease her later for freaking out about such a small deal, my condition was not so different from hers a few hours back.

The crowd cheers and I join them, as Timmy surges ahead with the ball. He dribbles, turns, gives his opponent the miss, starts on his left foot, but then dodges and surges ahead on his right. He lifts his head momentarily to look at the basket and then stretches out into his full height holding the ball high above his head and aims right for the basket. But before he can release the ball, a player from the opposite team shoves him and he goes flying into the air and the lands very ungracefully on his right side. The crowd gasps then roars in indignation. And before I can see what happened to him, the players are all crowding around him as the referee blows the whistle and a mini fight breaks out. When it clears out a bit, I see him lying on the ground still, writhing in pain. I hand my coke to Zola who is sitting beside me, she's nodding "Just go, Sof. I'll meet you at the hospital."

I rush to the side-lines and they are carrying him on a stretcher. Shit. One side of his face is covered in blood. He looks to be in real pain, and I know that definitely when he locks his eyes with me and says simply "It hurts like crap, sis".

"Has anyone called the ambulance yet?" I shout at the person standing nearest to me. "It's on its way" someone replies.

I cling to his good hand "You will be fine Tim, is it the collar bone?" He nods. "Ok. Ok." I finger it lightly. "It's obviously fractured. But then 90% clavicle fractures are treated non-surgically and you'll be fine in a few hours. They'll give you some pain killers, put the thing in a sling, you will be fine. Just fine" I say it more for myself than for him. He just squeezes my hand. "Give the moms a heads up Sof. I don't want them freaking out when they see me being taken out of the ambulance on a stretcher". I laugh a little at that. "They are gonna freak out nonetheless" but I do pull out my cell and dial mami's number to let them know we are on our way.

So they do freak out and it's not just them. All the doctors we know( and tonight I realize there are so many) are huddled in the pit waiting for the ambulance and soon he's being wheeled around and orders are being shouted out, and there's so much organized chaos that I start feeling dizzy. Mom's crying and mami's holding her whispering something soothing. Dad's barking out orders at some scared interns. But within an hour things begin to quiet down, we know he's not getting a surgery and things are indeed going to be fine. So I step out to get some fresh air. And decide to return with some food for everybody.

"Stop moving your hand Tim, I'll feed you" announces mom. "No…no you can't feed me. I'm not a kid, mom" and he actually whines like a kid. Mami laughs "Buddy, you can either let mom or me feed you or you will just have to sit and watch us eat." She takes out the cartons and hands one each to mom and me. She looks into her own and says "S0? How's it gonna be? I would hate to eat all this moussaka without sharing it with you." she waits for his answer, as if she really has to. Greek is his favourite. "Fine!" he huffs. "Mom can assist."

Mami adjusts the pillows and Tim sits up straighter. Mom angles herself so that she can assist him properly. He takes the first bite of the chicken souvlaki wrapped in pita bread and moans in appreciation "This is nice." He cracks a smile at me. I smile back at him over the cartoon I'm holding to my mouth so that the food doesn't drop on the bed. "Maybe I should get hurt more often so that you will act nicer to me"

"NO" all three of us shout out together and then laugh at the coincidence.

"There are only so many times you can scare the hell out of your parents mi'jo" says mami between bites. She relaxes back into her chair. "And you sadly have used up your entire quota."

"Besides, who said I'm gonna be nice to you? When the news of you being feed like a baby reaches school, you aren't gonna find me nice!" I grin.

He mock glares "You wouldn't" but there is also some apprehension, he knows I can be a devil when I want to be.

"Sofia" my mom admonishes. I don't reply, just grin. But then she actually looks at me and lifts her eyebrows. "Ok. Ok." I relinquish. "I will only tease him in private." She smiles.

"There's also Saganaki?" asks Timmy excitedly putting his hand into the packet. "I really must be hit hard in the head to imagine my sister, not just bringing me Greek food that she hates, but even bringing Saganaki? Aww…Sofia you are such a softie" he grins. I just shake my head and bite into the food.

"So are you taking Sof home tonight, I'll stay with Tim" says Mami "I'm on call anyway. So I'll just sleep on the couch."

"I'll stay too." Answers mom.

"What? One of you staying is bad enough for my reputation. And now two? Really mom, I checked. There are no monsters under the bed. So you go home and rest" Timmy says it light-heartedly but I can almost hear him pleading mom to go back, get some rest. "And besides" he cuts in when mom begins to protest "You can't leave the house alone to Sof. Its game night and I know for certain all her boyfriends would be very happy to come over" and he wiggles his eyebrows at me. I scoff, he's using me as bait, but I don't complain tonight.

My mothers laugh and then mom actually relents "Ok I'm driving Sof home tonight and I'll come tomorrow early before my shift starts and look in on you." "Just for you little brother." I say "Zola left my car here. I'll follow you home" I answer my mother with a smile. "No. I'm driving you home in your car, young lady" replies my mother with a tight smile. Before I can even begin protesting mami cuts me off "Let her drive you home tonight mi'ja" I look at her. And then I understand what she really means to say. Mom needs to make sure I'm fine too. So I agree.

"Hey what happened to the match?" Tim asks. "Dunno. Didn't ask." I answer. "Aaah..whatever." and he takes another bite of the food mom is offering.

Mami clears her throat "Wasn't there a Knicks match tonight?" then she checks her watch. "We might have missed it but we can catch the highlights" she says as she grabs the remote control and changes the channel till a sports channel comes across. I shift around in the bed. The perks of being a surgeon's kin are that you get to use the VIP rooms with the large comfy beds and the TV among other amenities.

We eat as we watch the match on TV. The Knicks were playing the Phoenix Suns. More like destroying them. And with Mami's NY background, we were all naturally supporting Knicks. "Come on, that's so easy! What are these guys doing? They aren't even trying to stop him! Aargh they are so off-their game. The Knicks are beating the crap out of them" says Timmy getting all worked up. "Hey! Hey! Rest. No jumping around. If you do that I'll switch it off" threatens mom. When he settles down she turns back to looks at the TV then continues "Anyways it hasn't been the best day for Arizona."

It takes a few seconds for us to catch on to that and then we all burst out laughing.

SO how was it? Did i get it right?

Yanni's is an actual Greek restaurant in Seattle. I didn't know. I googled :P Basketball isn't really my game so if there are mistakes, please overlook them.

Even though I may fail my History exam I'l be happy if you guys reviewed and let me know what you think.