Chapter 16

Kevin's mouth dropped open. He looked over at the doctor and saw him motioning for them to go outside. After murmuring a few soothing words to Brian, Kevin joined the doctor outside.

"Does he have amniesa?" Nick's voice was shaking as he asked the question.

"Seeing as he knew who Kevin was the answer is no." The doctor answered. "Infact this is quiet common. Brian suffered a serious trama from this exprience and his mind is forcind him to forget. Usually we would say to tell the patient the truth, but in this case..." he trailed off for a second. "I would say it would be in his best intrest to lie."

Howie glared at the doctor. Brian was the only person who knew what had happened, and now this man wanted to take that away. To leave him alone.

Howie suddenly shook his head. What was he thinking? Brian didn't have to remember that horrible exprince, all the better for him. He had seen his own eyes while Brian was shattered in Ralph's hands. And he didn't want to see that happen again.

"What do we tell him?" He asked.

The doctor stopped to ponder the question. A believable lie on how you got shot was always tough to come up with up. Finally the doctor snapped his fingers.

"You guys are stars." he stated. "Tell him one of your bodyguard's guns misfired and he and Howie got in the way. he broke his ribs when he fell."

Kevin nodded. It was believable because it had happened before. Except that time noone had gotten in the way. He sighed deeply.

"I'll tell him." he announced. "You all know I'm best at lying."

This got a smile from AJ. he crossed his arms over his chest and shok his head.

"I don't think so old man." he joked. "I am the king."

Kevin laughed lightly as he walked back into Brian's room. He stopped short with a gasp.

Brian had somehow pulled himself into a sitting postion. Sweat glistened on his forehead and his breaths came in pained gasps. Kevin ran to his side.

"Lay down Brian." He said sternly, easing Brian back down on to the pillow. "You'll bust your stiches."

"S-stiches?" Brian gasped and clenched his jaw against another onslaught of pain. "What happened to me?"

"It was a freak accident." Kevin felt bad for lying, but he still continued. "One of the bodyguard's guns misfired and you and Howie got hit. You gotta take it easy cause when you fell you broke a couple ribs."

Brian's mouth was hanging open. He subconsciously placed a hand over his wound.

"How's Howie?" He finally managed to ask.

"Fine."

Brian's gaze shot to the doorway. There sat Howie in a wheelchair. Worry punched Brian leaving him feeling nauseous.

"What happened to your legs?" he asked in a trembling voice.

"Nothing." A smile spread across Howie's face. "They think cause I busted my shoulder that I can't walk."

Brian's features eased. H sagged against the pillows with a tired smile. He yawned as his eyelids began to droop.

"So everyone's okay." His words slurred with sleep. "And no one will mind if me getting some sleep."

Kevin gently patted his shoulder. "Go ahead." he whispered. "You could use it."

Brian was out before Kevin finished his sentence. He turned to Howie and smiled when he saw Howie's eyelids were also getting heavy. Walking over to him, he began to wheel Howie out of the room.

"Let's get you back to your bed." He smiled. "You could use some sleep too."

Howie nodded with a yawn. He must had fallen asleep, because Kevin woke him while gently lifting him into his bed. Howie offered him a groggy smile as a thank you.

"He's going to be okay." He murmured, slowly drifting off. "He made it."

Kevin smiled gently and patted Howie's good shoulder.

"You're both going to be okay." He whispered. "You both made it."