Thank you so much to everyone who read and reviewed the last chapter. I hope you know that it means so much to me to hear that you have enjoyed it. Here is the next chapter (obviously) and I'm wondering if I'm writing the brothers a little out of character - let me know what you think.

Chapter 2

Screeching to a halt outside Holby ED, Caleb dived out of the car almost before it had even stopped. He gently picked up his still unconcious brother and ran through the doors as quickly as he dared. Luckily for him, Zoe was at the reception signing some notes, "Dr Hanna," Cal called.

Zoe spun round to face him, surprise evident on her face, "Cal...what...?"

"It's Ethan. He collapsed...please help him," Cal pleaded.

Suddenly Ethan was taken from his arms and he found himself in Resus with both Zoe and Connie working on his brother with Robyn assisting. Lofty had appeared at his side, his job obviously was to be there for Cal.

"What happened?" Zoe asked as she shone her penlight into her patient's eyes.

"We fought..." was all Cal could offer at the moment. Zoe glanced up at the older brother, "You were fighting? With Ethan?"

Cal nodded sadly, "It was my fault, I pushed him - he fell to the floor then when we got up he had his arm around his chest then just collapsed."

"Let's get the portable xray in here...could have damaged his ribs," Connie demanded.

Cal strode up to a gap at Ethan's side, "Come on buddy, wake up - even if it is just to yell at me again."

Zoe and Connie looked puzzled, "I thought you two were getting on well again," Connie commented.

Cal continued to stare at his brother, "We were, then guess what? I messed up...again."

Unbeknown to the young doctor, Zoe had instructed Lofty to take him to the staff room, "Come on Cal, let's leave them to it. They'll come and get us when there's more news."

Cal looked up. Everyone was shocked to see the utter misery on his normally cheerful face. He reluctantly followed the younger nurse and with one last look at his brother, he let the door close behind him.

Lofty took him to the staff room, "Do you want a drink or something?" he asked as Cal paced up and down the room.

The older man shook his head as he dropped into a chair. Lofty sat across from him, waiting. He didn't have to wait to long, "Why am I so stupid? Why do I ruin everything?" Cal burst out.

"What do you mean?" Lofty questioned, "If you need to talk..."

"I stole some money from Ethan," he told him, watching the nurse intently for any signs of disappointment or disgust.

"Why would you do that?" Lofty said quietly.

"Why do you think?" Cal almost spat at him, "I got myself into some trouble."

Lofty just sat calmly in the seat opposite him. He knew that there would be an explanation for his actions and the last thing he was going to do was judge him - it was obvious to Lofty that Cal was tearing himself apart over what had happened.

"I got into some debt with a bookie and he wanted his money back last week...all of it. I didn't have it so I ended up using Ethan's money and he found out this morning. He found me with Taylor and confronted me. She left and Ethan carried on yelling at me...I saw red. I pushed him to the ground and the rest you know."

Lofty could see the emotion welling in the doctor's eyes, "That's not quite everything is it?" He ventured, watching Cal intently.

A tear tracked down the older man's cheek, "For a few seconds while I was leaning over him, I didn't know who he was...I didn't know who I was...it scared me."

"I see. And what about this bookie? Is everything sorted with him now?"

"Not quite because according to him, I was late with my payment, he wants an extra £3,000, which obviously I don't have, by tomorrow."

Lofty shook his head sadly, "Cal..."

"I know! I've messed up beyone compare, but to be honest, at this moment in time my only concern is my brother!" Cal insisted and Lofty had no doubt that that was true, "Let me see if they can tell us anything," he offered as he got up and made his way to the door. Just as he was about to open it, Zoe walked in. She looked shocked to see Lofty and surprised to see such an emotional Cal, "He's going to be fine," she told them as Cal shot to his feet.

"He's got a cracked rib, which is the same one as the one he cracked in the crash. He was lucky that it didn't break as it would've most likely punctured his lung. He's now awake and he's asking for you Cal."

"I'm not sure I'm the right person for him to see right now," Cal suddenly felt apprehensive about seeing his brother.

"Look Cal, he's refusing to be put on the monitor or anything until he's seen you, so get your butt in there!" Zoe ordered.

A couple of minutes later, Cal gently opened the door to Resus and watched as Robyn was talking quietly with his brother, who was obviously not listening to his nurse, "I hope you're not giving these nurses a hard time little brother," Cal resorted back to his usual 'go to' lines whenever he felt nervous.

Ethan looked up, his still to pale face brightening when he saw his brother, "Are you alright?" He asked the shocked man.

"Am I alright? You're the one in the hospital bed, thanks to me," Cal heard his voice catch and hoped that no-one else did.

"It wasn't your fault Caleb, I shouldn't have pushed you so hard. Also I should've waited until you got home and not had a go at you in front of Taylor because I do know what she means to you so I'm sorry for that," Ethan offered him a half smile, "So what happens now...with the bookie? Is it over?"

Cal suddenly found the floor interesting, "Not quite. He said I paid him late so he wants extra to leave me alone."

"How much extra?" Ethan asked nervously.

"3 grand..."
"Have you called the police? He can't just do things like that!" Ethan insisited.

"Oh he can. The police wouldn't be able to much. Besides they are hardly going to believe a gambler are they? Anyway you don't have to worry yourself about it, I'll sort it, you concentrate on getting better then we can get back on track," he smiled as his brother's face contorted in concentration.

Presently Ethan suggested that Cal go and get something to eat and drink, "It's four o'clock and you haven't eaten in ages. Go to the coffee shop and have a chat with Honey. She's really good at saying the right thing," he told his brother, "I'm being moved soon so you can come back then."

Cal looked at Robyn, "Where are you moving him too?"

"We're moving him to a side room where we can keep an eye on his overnight."

"I'm not taking up a room just to be monitored. Just stick me in a cubicle or even on reception or something, but save the rooms for the people who need them!" Ethan insisted as Robyn rolled her eyes and the other two men in the room smiled.

Cal decided to take Ethan's advice and settled down in one of the chairs while Honey made one of her speciality coffees.

Half a hour later, Ethan was hooked up to the monitors and was putting his mobile phone onto the side of his bed as Cal took a seat beside him, "You feeling any better?" He asked as Ethan's face pinched every time he moved.

"I'm going to be fine - as long as I don't move. Think you might have to do the cleaning up for a few days," he smiled. Cal, however, didn't smile back.

"I thought you would want me to leave the flat," Cal explained miserably.

"Why would I want that?"

Cal didn't have an answer for that - he'd just assumed.

Ethan shuffled up the bed to sit a little straighter, a small gasp escaped his lips as his rib made itself known. Cal jumped straight to his feet in readiness to help his brother in what ever way was needed, but Ethan waved him away.

"Right I've spoken to Taylor and explained everything...well almost everything, I've left you something to say," Ethan chuckled, "Now obviously the bookie will know where to find you so tonight I've arranged for you to stay with Taylor - she said that you've got a change of clothes at hers already so that's taken care of. I'll get out of here tomorrow, so then we can go and sort it out once and for all - I'm not having this low life having something over you all the time - and then we can work on getting us back on track." He sat back, exhausted from all the talking and all the stress, "Do you think you might be able to trust me again one day?" Cal questioned, stricken by the thought that his brother wouldn't trust him any more.

"I hope so Cal, I hope so. Now go on - get a taxi, although you'll have to pay for it, and I'll see you tomorrow ok?"

Cal wiped a lone tear from his face once more, "I don't deserve you," was all he said as he turned and left the room. Ethan watched him leave, sadly. He hoped that they could get through this and become close once more. When he was sure that Cal had had enough time to be on his way to Taylors, he pulled off his covers, standing slightly precariously on legs that didn't really want to co-operate, and began putting his clothes back on.

So that was chapter 2. Any idea what's going to happen next? I have an idea ha ha! I just hope I can write it like it reads in my head!

Please let me know what you think.