"Mickey please" Ian cried.
"E, I can't just leave me here" Mickey whimpered trying to support himself against the wall best he could.
"Mickey, fuck, I can't leave you, just push a little more, were almost there" Ian demanded.
"Ian I c-can't" Mickey trialled off giving in to his weakened body he fell unconscious, Ian was now supporting his limp body in his arms.
"Fuck, Mickey no!" Ian yelled.
- - A FEW HOURS EARLIER - -
Ian lay awake in his bed staring up at the ceiling. "Carl you up?" Ian asked from across the room. "Carl?"
"Mmmm" A muffled moan came from the other side of the room.
"Are you awake?" Ian asked.
"I am now, mmm too early" Carl grumbled looking over at the time.
"We need to leave before Lip wakes up" Ian said sitting up in bed.
"He was drinking again last night he's passed out again, were probably good for at least another hour" Carl grumbled again trying to get comfy.
"Well I'm not taking any chances, come on" Ian said standing tapping Carl's bed for him to get up.
Both boys got dressed and sneaked out of the house without waking Lip.
"Are you sure Fiona said it's okay to borrow her car? " Carl asked looking up at Ian. For a minute Carl stopped was this a good idea?
"Um yeah" Ian replied he seemed distracted but kept his eyes on the road.
"You sure you're okay?" Carl asked, noticing Ian seemed off. Before his bipolar diagnosis Carl never noticed stuff like that, but now anytime Ian seemed off Carl couldn't help but question his decisions, even though he knew Ian was taking his meds.
"Fine, just don't want anything to go wrong today, I promised myself I wouldn't let anything happen to Mickey and I don't plan on breaking that promise" Ian sighed, tapping the wheel impatiently with his thumb.
"I'm not sure this is a good idea... Lip said-"
"What is taking so long with these god damn fucking traffic lights" Ian snapped cutting Carl off. Ian took a deep breath in, the lights changed, he drove forward briefly glancing back at Carl.
"Look, Lip doesn't have a clue what he's talking about alright! He doesn't understand what love is, and every chance he's had it, like Karen and Mandy he's fucked Up" Ian spoke slowly, calmly, maybe too calmly.
"But-"
"But nothing Carl he's a drunk, like Frank, and until he gets his shit together I'm not taking any advice from anymore especially not him" Ian spat pulling up to the hospital car park.
Carl decided to stay silent letting Ian calm down and position the car, he parked it at the back entrance that was mainly for delivery trucks that transported medical supplies to the hospital.
"You ready?" Ian asked his tone of voice slightly changing.
"As I'll ever be" Carl replied with a nervous laugh. "You sure you packed everything you need?" Carl added looking into the back.
Ian had packed up all the medical kit and IV's from the house, he was hoping he wouldn't have to use them but just in case, he was breaking someone out of the hospital after all.
Ian and Carl approached the back entrance of the hospital, sneaking past nurses and doctors wasn't hard especially since there wasn't any, it was a delivery entrance.
Ian found an abandoned wheelchair and set up Carl to look like a patient, just like they had rehearsed.
"Where are you going?" Carl questioned, yelling a little as Ian ran down the hall stealthy.
"Wait here" Ian shushed as Carl spoke too loudly. Ian disappeared down the hall until Carl could no longer see him.
"Ian" Carl said again trying to shout and whisper at the same time. Ian came back a few minutes later dressed as a doctor.
"Right let's do this, you know the plan?" Ian questioned pushing the wheelchair now.
"Ian what the hell where did you get those Scrubs from?" Carl asked trying to put his foot down and stop the wheelchair from moving.
Carl was starting to second guess himself and his choice to follow Ian with his ridiculous plan that seemed to be only getting more absurd.
"Doesn't matter" Ian mumbled approaching the ICU entrance. "Keep your head down" Ian added.
Ian casually and calmly waltzed past the reception desk swiping himself through as if he'd done it a thousand times before.
"Where did you get that...actually never mind" Carl shook his head, this was insane, he wanted to turn around and go home, the severity and serious of the situation suddenly became all too real, Carl felt sick, why did he agree to this, he should have listened to Lip.
"Right once I get you in there we have a few minutes to get Mickey in the wheelchair and you in the bed, okay?" Ian spoke rushed, Carl could hear the panic in his voice.
"Ian I don't think this is a good idea-
"Carl please!" Ian pulled up the wheelchair situating himself in front of his brother now. "Please just do this for me! Ian begged.
Carl wanted to say no and call Lip or Fiona, just anyone that would know what to do, but he knew he couldn't do that to Ian, it would break his heart. "O-okay" Carl stuttered, his heart pounding with nerves.
'Thank you' Ian mouthed returning to the back of the wheelchair, he pulled up against Mickeys room "you guys are good to take your break, I'll watch him for 15 minutes" Ian spoke quickly entering the room before the cops had chance to really notice what was going on or who was in the wheelchair, and because Ian was dressed in scrubs they didn't even feel the need to second guess or question him.
One of the cops nodded ushering the other to follow, Ian watched them walk down the hall to the break room but they wouldn't dare leave the ICU, 'protocol' and all.
"Hey Mick, how are you feeling?" Ian soothed his voice cracking, the nerves were starting to creep up his throat.
"I'm okay" Mickey croaked rubbing his eyes, he looked exhausted. Ian made his way to the blinds twisting the knob to close the shutters. "What are you doing?" Mickey added a little more awake now.
"Shhhh" Ian soothed his voice cracking again. Mickey had no idea what was going on, he knew that Ian had promised to keep him safe but had no idea how far he would go or how far fetched his plan was or that fact there was a slim chance that he would actually pull it off.
"Carl help me" Ian said trying to move Mickey to the edge of the bed.
"I-Ian" Mickey winced. "Where are we going?"
"It's going to be okay I promise" Ian cooed slowly silencing the machine so it wouldn't set off any alarms when he disconnected Mickey and attached Carl. The machine had to detect a heart beat or it would send nurses and doctors running for a code blue within minutes.
"Ian" Mickey tired again his body becoming limp in Ian's arms as he tried to manoeuvre him to the wheelchair. Ian got Mickey settled and put a blanket over his legs, he then got Carl settled in Mickey's bed making sure he was all connected to the machines before un-silencing them.
"You good?" Ian asked sweat dripping from his brow now. Carl nodded rolling on his side and pulling the blankets up to hide his appearance.
"Okay, thank you for this really, see you when I see you yeah?" Ian smiled, tears pricking his eyes. "Thank you" Ian repeated looking down at Mickey.
"Your welcome" Carl replied. "Now go before they come back" he added.
"You know what to do, after they realise it's not him, run Carl, and whatever you do...don't get caught" Ian spoke his tone changed serious this time.
"I'm a Gallagher, we never get caught" Carl laughed. Ian shook his head and laughed back.
"You fucking Gallaghers" Mickey croaked making his appearance known. Ian laughed giving Carl a reassuring nod, then rushing out the room without another word.
Ian got Mickey far away from the ICU and down the hall near the delivery entrance where he'd found the wheelchair from. "Okay Mick we gotta get you to the car it's not that far okay?" Ian soothed helping Mickey to his feet.
As Mickey stood on his broken leg he collapsed in Ian's arms, a sharp pain shooting up his leg. "ahhh" Mickey yelled in pain.
"Shhh" Ian soothed trying to keep the noise level as low as he could. Ian was dragging Mickey now, despite Ian being taller and having filled out the last few years Mickey was still a lot heavier and Ian struggled up Carry the smaller boy. "Mickey come on you have to help me, just a little further, I can't carry you on my own" Ian huffed propping open the back entrance door, he could see the car in sights now.
"C-can't it hurts" Mickey whimpered leaning more against Ian now.
"Mickey please" Ian cried.
"E, I can't ...just leave me here" Mickey whimpered trying to support himself against the wall best he could.
"Mickey, fuck, I can't leave you, just push a little more, were almost there" Ian demanded.
"Ian... I c-can't" Mickey trialled off giving in to his weakened body as he welcomed the darkness and fell unconscious, Ian caught Mickey and gently rested his limp body in his arms.
"Fuck, Mickey no!" Ian yelled. Right think Ian...think.
Ian made sure Mickey was breathing and his vitals were stable enough before deciding his best option was to bring the car to Mickey. Ian dashed to the car as quickly as he could trying not to draw any attention to himself, though between him and Mickey they had already caused quite a scene.
"Its Okay, Its Okay" Ian kept repeating over and over. Mickey was completely out of it and had no idea what Ian was doing or saying. Ian managed to get mickey over by the car propping his lifeless body up against the passenger side.
"Come on Mick, its okay now" Ian panted. "it's okay" He said again, tears blurring his vision, Ian looked down at his phone feeling it vibrate in his pocket. It was Carl, the message read 'SOS' and Ian knew it wasn't good, Ian had told Carl if anything happened or anything went wrong text 'SOS'.
Ian panicked and with the adrenaline coursing through his body he was able to sweep Mickey up and Buckle him in the back of the car, it was too risky to put him in the passenger side incase anyone was to recognise him, the back seat windows were all blacked out so it was much easier to conceal Mickey in the back.
"Its Okay, Its Okay' Ian repeated again turning onto the main road he had one hand on the wheel and the other on his phone trying to dial Carl's number. "Fuck" Ian spat slamming his phone against the steering wheel, why wasn't he answering. Ian got off the main road taking as many back streets as he could to avoid traffic cameras, he knew it would be much easier to trace them if there was traffic cam footage.
"E" Mickey whimpered coming around enough to know that Ian wasn't by his side.
"Mick, I'm right here okay" Ian soothed trying to calm Mickey down best he could, whilst trying to keep himself calm and focused too, his plan already had kinks and this meant that he had to find another way to keep Mickey safe.
Ian tried Carl again driving slowly down a side road to keep hidden, but keep moving. "come on answer...fuck" Ian cussed hanging up the phone voicemail again. Carl is smart, he'll be fine.
"E" Mickey wheezed. "Hurts to breathe" He added.
"Not now Mick, please" Ian ran his sweaty palms through his greasy red locks. Ian had to think fast he couldn't just drive off without knowing how Carl was and with Mickey this unstable, he definitely couldn't take him back to the house, that's the first place the cops would think to look.
He knew Carl would never give up his location and he knew he would protect him no matter what, Gallaghers always protected each other, it was what they were known for. Ian took a breath trying to pull himself together he didn't even know if Carl had been caught.
Think, Think Think. Ian needed to be close by but not close enough that he would be found. He pulled out his phone scolling down untill he found the number he was looking for, it rang for a while before the other end picked up.
"Ian? is everything okay?"
"Not really, its Mickey I need your help with something, tell me you're still in Chicago?" Ian asked.
A/N: Whos on the phone? Let me know who you think in the reviews? :) I really hope this chapter was okay, I'm still not well and was in the hospital last night, but I really wanted to update I've been slowly working on this for a week now, and slowly adding bits here and there so I apologise if it doesn't really flow well or there are loads of spelling and grammatical errors. Please review, it would make me so happy! Thank you all for being so patient with me and this story, I'll try and update again within the next week. Please review though and let me know what you guys think, I don't know I'm just not happy with this chapter.