"Dr Knight, we're ready for you upstairs," a dark haired nurse came into the room followed by Rita pushing a small trolley. "Cal, darling, it's time to get ready" Rita smiled reassuringly at the duo. She noticed their tear stained faces and placed a firm hand on Ethan's shoulder. The other nurse positioned the trolley next to Cal. "Ok Dr Knight, you know the drill, mask on, count to ten and it'll all be over before you know it." The nurse smiled reassuringly. She placed the mask over Cal's face as he let out a sob. As his brother whimpered, Ethan grabbed his hand in his. The nurse turned the valve on top of the canister, and a whoosh of air passed through to the mask. "Come on Cal, let's count together" Ethan murmured to his shaking brother. Cal nodded. "One." They both said in unison. Cal tightened hi grip on his brothers hand. "Two." Cal sank back into the pillows slightly. "Three." Cal let out another small sob, tears streaming down his face. "Four." Ethan now struggling to keep ahold of his emotions, used his free hand to wipe away his brothers tears. "Five." Ethan ran his fingers through his brothers hair as Cal finally let go succumbed to the drowsiness that overcame him. "Six." Ethan continued counting as promised. "Seven." Rita's hand squeezed Ethan's shoulder reassuringly. "Eight." Ethan felt Rita pressing a tissue into his hand. "Nine." Ethan took his glasses off and wiped his eyes dry. "Ten." Ethan stood from his seat, still holding his brothers hand firmly in his own. The nurses wheeled Cal out of the room, Ethan trailing alongside, continuing his firm grip on his brothers hand. When they reached the elevator, Ethan jabbed the button with his thumb. As the door opened, Ethan bent down and kissed his brothers forehead. "I love you" he whispered and the nurses pushed the trolley into the lift. Their hands were pulled apart and as the doors of the lift closed, Ethan saw a lone tear snaking down his brothers face. Ethan fell to his knees, letting his emotions flood him.