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For a moment after Dr. Dylan had introduced our two families to each other we just all stood in silence staring at each other. The staring part not so much by the baby who was still sleeping tightly in Dr. Dylan's arms.

Then Jonah coughed, in that hoarse, weak way at least my family and Dr. Dylan knew all about. Then again, and again, and again. And I felt the gust of fear that always hit me when this hit. Not that it didn't happen all the time though.

"Sit." Dad was closest and took Jonah by the shoulder and lead him to a chair by the wall while he pulled up that Nitro spray bottle up from his pocket while Jonah sat down. "Open up." Jonah had already done it, he knew the deal after his eighteen years. "Better?" Jonah nodded, and then turned to the Taylor's.

Lyssa and Victor both looked terrified, Lyssa held so tightly onto Victor's hands it did look like Victor's fingers might turn blue and their vision was nailed at Jonah who drew a deep breath before he tried speaking again-

"Well that was a way to make a first impression too." Jonah sighed and leaned his head back against the wall behind the chair while mum reached to stroke his cheek. "Stop it mum. I'm fine." He bobbed his head to the side to get away from her. "My name is Jonah Carmichael. Hey little guy." Dr. Dylan had sat down next to Jonah. "There are now possibly two cases of Carmichael Syndrome in the world. We both have names beginning with a J. Only to keep it from happening again do you think we should make a law that no one should ever give a child a name starting with a J? You know, no Jacob, no Jessica, no James or Julie or… or Jesus. But my dad's a pastor so he probably didn't want me to say that."

The room fell silent again. Dad only shook his head at Jonah's statement, it wasn't even funny. Not right now at least.

"I'll go get some chairs…" We all jumped when Dr. Dylan started speaking and handed Justin over to his dad. "…Leah will you come and help?" I nodded and hurried after Dr. Dylan into the hallway. "How are you guys? And how's your back?"

Dr. Dylan had asked that last quite silent as soon as the door to the simple hospital room had closed behind us. He showed me to come after him to wherever we were getting some chairs.

"We're good. Jonah's… Well, he's hanging in there being his usual self. And it didn't seem like much got worse after the last time he was in hospital. Despite that you said he wouldn't last until the end of the month." Dr. Dylan only nodded, but he had a weird look on his face. "When on earth are you going to learn you shouldn't say such things? Of course it's great Jonah beats them but you might lose your reputation for being a good doctor if you keep on predicting Jonah Carmichael will die like eight times a year."

"Jonah Carmichael is a walking miracle. In here."

I bet it was not to have to prove he had been wrong all along Dr. Dylan showed me into one storage room, handed two chairs to me and took a pile himself before he showed me back to the room. This time walking in silence before me.

"Oh well…" As soon as the chairs were put around the floor in that tiny hospital room and we were all back silence had fallen again. But Dr. Dylan spoke up. "Lyssa and Victor, if there is anything you'd like to… Well, you get it. You guys…" Dr. Dylan turned to me and my family. "Is there anything you'd like to tell the others?"

"What…" Lyssa spoke first at last, and her voice was hoarse. "…That what happened to… to Jonah. That... That attack… Is that…" She seemed to have a hard time finding the right words. "Is that…"

"We get what you mean honey." Victor interrupted "You go nine months thinking you have a healthy baby and then suddenly you don't and no one knows what it is or what to do about it. And obviously, since we were told Jus wouldn't live for five minutes something there is wrong. But nobody knows anything."

"But now we do." Dr. Dylan spoke up again and interrupted Victor Taylor's low, hoarse tone. "We're going to do some more tests both on Justin and compare them to Jonah's. Then I'm going to check Jonah's history from the day he was born and thanks to Justin not being the first. We will have a clue of what will happen this time around. That we did not the last time."

"Wait…." Lyssa interrupted with a weak voice. "…When you say you didn't know what to do when… Jonah was born. What exactly does that mean?"

The sound of silence was so thick someone could have cut through it with a knife. Mum had as good as stopped breathing and we all looked to Jonah. In the corner of my eye I could see Lyssa jump when someone tried to say something.

"Well…"

"Mum…" Jonah interrupted. "Be quiet… The story's actually quite simple. When I was born doctors said I wouldn't live to five minutes. My dad's a pastor so he talked the ones at the hospital church to bring the… whatever it's called there. So he could do… well, the baptizing. Apparently when someone… it can be done in a hospital. Isn't that kind of cool? Sorry, that was not what I was telling about… well. They did that as fast as they could thinking I'd die at the very moment. Then I wasn't going to live for an hour, and that hour passed. Then not long enough to start kindergarten and so on. I turned eighteen the other month. Last time I was at the doctor's Dr. Dylan said I wasn't going to live by the end of this month…" Jonah smiled. "Here we are the nineteenth and somehow my heart is still beating. I… or mum, or dad, or Leah or… Dr. Dylan or… one of you or anyone… We could step in front of a bus on the way from the hospital and it would all be over. Leah was in fact hit by a car six months ago and I mean if…" I looked away, I didn't want to see the angst in Jonah's eyes when that accident was brought up. "…And yet everybody's afraid of losing me. Now wouldn't it all have been more fun, easier and better if they just hadn't started worrying at all?"

Jonah looked around the room with a silly smile on his face. A silly smile which faded when he saw the look on everyone's faded.

"Come on people. I can't be happy on my own. And I know it feels like it now…" He turned mostly to Lyssa and Victor. "This isn't the end of the world. And Justin might live… one year from now, eighteen years from now. Or live an as long life as any normal, healthy person would. And then you will have worried for nothing. While all the time you actually just had to… sorry… stop worrying and live your life."

Jonah looked around again, I knew he was one to say such things as he had just said. But Justin's parents looked mostly anger and not until now I realized how young they looked. They looked to be somewhere in their early twenties, not many years older than Jonah or myself. Jonah who by the way just tried another way of speaking.

"I have a bucket list with five things I want to do. Two of them I already did and the third one I'm just about to do. And the third one was to talk to the parents of a new born child with a heart disease to tell them it's not the end of the world. I don't think I ever expected it to be a child with Carmichael syndrome… well- possibly but... It is not the end of the world."

"Speaking about possibly…" Dr. Dylan stood up. "Jonah, I'll draw some blood tests and stuff from you. Then… possibly- we can know if this is Carmichael Syndrome or not."

"Can I keep on talking first?" Dr. Dylan nodded to Jonah but gestured to let us know he'd be preparing to draw some tests meanwhile. "Thank you… Anyway… The day I was born, mum and dad feared they'd lose me. They didn't. The day after I was born, they feared they'd lose me. They didn't… can you see where I'm going? What I'm trying to say is that I… try to do so myself and want other people to do so too… Things are just… easier if you don't worry so much. And if there's something you should worry about then there's going to be plenty of time afterwards. So… I guess if I just keep on talking now it will be a while before Dr. Dylan as much as comes close to me with that needle."

Dr. Dylan had prepared and finished. But he just smirked, put the things down on a metal table and pushed the table closer to where we sat.

"Nice try Jonah. You can talk while I draw the tests… and just as you just said. Don't worry before it's time."

"Ugh." Jonah moaned. "I hate needles."

"I know." Dr. Dylan smiled. "I've followed you for eighteen years." Jonah did what he knew he had to do and pulled his hoodie off and the T shirt sleeve up so Dr. Dylan could use his needle. Not without that mumble that escaped his lips when Dr. Dylan poked the needle through Jonah's skin though.

"I hate you…. By the way, you're a children's doctor. Why do I still have to… Why are you still my doctor- I hate you."

"Jonah Eric Nathaniel Carmichael. I have followed you since the very day you were born. You won't get rid of me now."

"How do you even know my full name?"

Dr. Dylan just chuckled, and even though the tension had been so thick between us all ten seconds ago none of us could help to smile and laugh along with him.

I'm not sure what I would have expected from our trip to the hospital nearby Ashe. Maybe that we would have been stuck in that hospital for days in a row. But we were out of there already early afternoon and decided to start the drive home already that day. Mostly so I and Jonah wouldn't have to miss so much school.

The first thing Jonah did when we had gotten on each side in the backseat and dad started driving was to reach for the backpack by his feet and get up the page on which he had written his bucket list. In another part of the backpack he found a red-colored pen and he crossed off number three on the list.

"Third thing down… First thing was to read the fault in our stars and know why you cried but kept on reading it…"

"Which you did."

"Second thing was to gather a whole lot of children's stuff and give to the hospital."

"Which we did with Mr. Schue."

"Third thing was to speak to the parents of a child with a heart condition and teach them it's not the end of the world."

"Which we did today."

"And the fourth to get kissed by a girl."

I only looked to Jonah hearing mum aw about her little JoJo not being so little anymore. Jonah's shoulders heaved with a sigh. He was over his crush for Moa- well, as much as possible still. But we all knew his time was running out and I could see in Jonah's eyes how badly he wanted to get that whole list done.

"I don't really care about kissing someone or not or whoever it might be. When I leave this world I just want to know that I made a difference… These five things were only some things I wanted to do for myself…"

"Now." I interrupted. "You never told me what point number five on that list was…." I tried leaning over and look down into his notebook, Jonah just smiled and closed his notebook when I tried to lean over and see what was written. "But you said it was about me so why can't I know what it is?"

Jonah just smiled and put his notebook down into his bag, it wasn't like him being so secretive. The only things I didn't know about my brother was the fifth point on his bucket list and how he had gotten contact with John Green to sign my Christmas-present-copy of the fault in our stars. I kind of had an idea though…

"You'll know when the time is right won't you Leigh?" I could see dad look back at me in the rearview mirror. "But I can see you're frustrated." I only moaned, dad and his constant pastor's babble that things would happen when the times were right. Dad only chuckled. "I know Leah. That's why I do it."

Dad turned his concentration back towards the road and Jonah looked away, I laid my head to the side and tried to fall asleep like I had done on the way here. But something about that stupid thing that Jonah wouldn't tell me about the fifth and last thing on his bucket list just wouldn't stop spinning in my head.

I didn't really know where it came from. But still it was just that I had a really strange feeling as soon as I thought about point five on that list.

Random fact

What Jonah says about his dad being a pastor- you know. Usually it takes a pastor to baptize someone and with Abram Carmichael being there they had. But in the hymnal (at least the Swedish one) there is a vow that anyone can say if they want a baby or whoever baptized but they haven't got much time left and there's no pastor around (I think there are chapels at most hospitals). But that's kinda fascinating isn't it? I find everything about religion and that whole world kinda fascinating so please bear with me. (I think that's how you say it)