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Chapter 2

"Seel? Hey, brother," Jared quietly greeted Booth. "Look, Pops... he's not doing too well. Something with bleeding in his brain. At this moment, he can't even talk." Jared grabbed his brother's arm and guided him to their grandfather's hospital room.

The fact that his brother had dropped everything to be in the hospital for their grandfather was telling to Booth. Jared and he didn't always see eye to eye on everything, but they both adored their grandfather. This morning, he had been awoken by the sound of his door closing. It had taken him just a few seconds to realise that his heavenly Captain was leaving and he had been in the process of throwing clothes on when he had received a phone call. From his brother. And that had made his stomach clench, because apart from birthdays and holidays, his brother never bothered calling him. So he'd answered. Jared told him that their Pops was in the hospital, that it was serious and that he didn't even know if Pops would make it. So Booth had got into his car and left. Jared had sounded frantic on the phone and even now, had seemingly not calmed down yet. "What happened, Jared?" he asked his younger brother, who guided him to their grandfather's room.

Jared stopped him in front of the door. "There's a lot of tubes, just to let you know. Scared the shit out of me when I saw him like that. He has his entire head wrapped. His neighbour heard something and called me when Pops didn't open. I found him there, God..." Jared had to take a deep breath. "He may have had some sort of brain bleeding when he was in the process of moving a vase upstairs. He was lying at the bottom of the stairs between broken ceramic." Jared suddenly stopped talking and turned his head away to blink back tears. Eventually, he cleared his throat. "Let's go inside."

Booth squeezed his brother's shoulder and waited until he looked him in the eye. "You did good, Jared." He pulled his little brother into a tight hug and released him. "Come on."

Jared went inside behind his older brother. Both took one of their grandfather's hands. "Hi, Pops. I brought your other grandson. Seel's here."

"Has he been awake yet?" Booth asked Jared when Pops didn't respond to their presence.

"For a short moment. He tried to speak but nothing really came out."

Booth nodded. Then looked up at his brother. "How long have you been here with him? When did it happen?" If Jared hadn't slept, he should go home and rest.

"He was in surgery when I called you, so that's how long I've been here. I have no clue about how many hours."

"It's almost 4PM now and you called me around 9AM. Did you have breakfast? Lunch?"

Jared shook his head. "Don't ask me anything about me. I've been focussed on Pops and him alone. I can't even remember what I had for dinner yesterday."

"Okay," Booth sighed and grabbed a chair, pulling it closer, so he could sit down. "Have you seen a doctor yet?"

"Just the surgeon so far. They told me to alert the nurses if he wakes up." Jared sat down, too, and for a few moments, they were both quiet. "So, ehm, you didn't have any finals or anything, right?"

"Jared, please, it doesn't matter. Pops is infinitely more important than any exams or finals." But he still couldn't suppress the memories from last night, as well as the plans he'd had for today. He pushed it aside though. Pops was more important than his one-night-stand, a gorgeous, mysterious, perfect one, but still, just a stranger if you thought about it.

Jared nodded. "Right. I ehm, I have a job. I was offered a promotion two days ago. They think I'm good at this thing."

Booth's gaze narrowed as he looked at his brother thoughtfully. "You are. Better than I am at this college thing. Where is this job?" Booth kept his voice neutral, but he knew what was coming. And he couldn't blame his brother. For the last few years, he had been the one looking out for their grandfather. If he had a new job and couldn't continue doing this, he wouldn't begrudge him his success.

"Where I live. Four hours from here," Jared answered his brother's question. He looked at Seeley and saw resignation. They both knew what was coming.

"You should take the job," Booth told his brother. "I can move in with Pops and stay with him as he recovers."

"What about your studies?" Jared asked him.

"They can wait, Jared. Besides, I wasn't cut out to sit in class all day. I'm of better use here. You should take the job. Really. I don't mind."

"Thanks, brother. I really appreciate this. I'll stay here until we know more about Pops."

"Sure." Booth folded his hands in prayer, Pops' hand still in between his as both brothers waited anxiously for their grandfater to wake up.

Eventually, Pops slowly opened his eyes. He heard beeps and as he tried to move his fingers, found resistance. Suddenly, there were his grandsons within his line of vision. He did his best to smile. "Good... see you..." he mumbled.

"Yeah, Pops," Booth fought back tears. His heart was beating wildly inside his chest. His Pops was awake! "It's good to see you too. Are you in pain?"

It took him a little while to gather the energy to speak again. "N-no, son."

"Jared would you mind?" Booth's gaze rested on the door for a moment and his younger brother nodded and went to alert the nurses. "You really scared us this time, Pops."

"Sorry..." Pops managed to give his grandson's hand a squeeze.

"It's okay, Pops. God knows you didn't want this to happen. You'll be okay, though. I'll make sure of it."

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