Fixing Love

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Everyone was nerves as we waited for the doctors to come out. It was just like when we waited for dad and Alastor. No one said anything, we just stayed seated. Except for Freddy. He was pacing in a circle. Izzy looking at him with so much worry, and love.

"What the hell is taking so long?!" Hearing Freddy shout, made Nick start to whimper. I looked at him in Ethan's arms. He was reaching for me, so I picked him up. I started bouncing him in my arms, when the doors opened. Freddy instantly grabbed the first doctor he could. "Doctor! How's Mickey? How's my brother?!" The doctor pulled Freddy's hands slowly off himself, and sent a smile at all of us.

"Michael had been showing signs of progress. Like his heart rate picking up from time to time. Mr. Martinez."

"McClain. My last name is McClain now." I saw the old man smile proudly hearing Freddy say that. I couldn't help but smile too.

"Mr. McClain. I am happy to say that Michael is showing signs of waking up. We will continue the treatments. Hopefully. Your brother will open his eyes soon."

"T-thank you." Freddy dropped to his knees. Tears sliding freely, hitting the white hospital floor. Izzy helped him up, and the first thing he did was hug our dad. "Thank you so much. Thank you."

"Dang it! I need Kleenex!" Jenny was crying, along with the others. Marcus, knowing Jenny, pulled out a pack of Kleenex. He gave one to Jenny, Val and Izzy. Ethan wiped one under his eyes, but that was it. My dad and Alastor rarely cry. Something I noticed, but they do get emotional sometimes. Through out all of this, I couldn't help but notice all James did, was stare at his hand.

"Babe. Hold Nick for me real quick?"

"Sure." I handed Nick to Ethan, and kissed both of of them quickly. I tapped James' shoulder, and motioned for him to follow me. We stopped about two halls away. I turned to look at him, and he was still staring at his hand.

"Okay man. You've been stating at your hand since the whole thing happened. What's going on?" He looked at his hand for a while, before putting it down.

"I'm not a hundred percent sure. I don't wanna day anything in case it's not what I think." He was leaning on the wall, with his hands in his pocket now.

"James. What happened?" James is normally a level headed person. It's rare to see him like this.

"Carter, man. I think, he squeezed my hand." He was looking at his hand again. And I couldn't miss the small smile that appeared on his face. "His hand was really warm. Did you notice that?" Now that caught my attention. We all held Mickey's hand yes, but they were always a little on the cold side. I even heard Marcus mention how cold he felt, and Jenny nodded her head.

"Are you sure man?"

"That's the thing man. I thought maybe it was just my imagination. But before the doctors rushed us out, it was like he didn't want to let go. I think it's probably all in my head." If James is acting like this, it's not all in his head. But I also can't say for sure. For now, I guess this can stay between the two of us.

"Look. Don't stress too much about it now. If you feel like it. You and me can come together one day. Since only a family members can sign in to see him." He didn't look up, but simply nodded his head. We walked back to the others, and saw Izzy had managed to calm Freddy down.

After that, we all went home. I started making dinner with Ethan. Val went to help dad and Alastor change their gauzes. Izzy and Freddy went to grab a quick nap before dinner. Jenny was sitting on Marcus in the living room. We could hear the movie all the way in the kitchen.

"Carter." I looked up from my chopping, when I felt Ethan kiss my cheek. I turned quickly, and captured his lips before he could pull back. I love when he's like this.

"Not that I don't love when you kiss me. But what brought this on?" I was holding him in my arms. His head on my chest, letting me rest my chin on his head.

"It's always just been me, my parents and the staff back oat the other mansion. It never really felt like a home. Being with you, I got that now. I big house, with so many people I love living in it. I'm happy." I kissed his head, and held him for a little while longer before we went back to cooking.

I thought about what he said. You could hear so much noise and life in this big house now. Everyone had someone to talk to. It made my thoughts go back towards James, and what he said at the hospital. I don't know for sure, and I don't want to jinx anything. But I feel like James might feel something for Mickey. I mean. Stranger things have happened to this family. Why not this?

James has sat at the sidelines for so long. Allowing himself rare moments of selfishness. He puts his needs for the people he loves, before his own. Even when the thing that happened between us almost went further, he thought about me and Ethan. I heard he even allowed Ethan to punch him and get his anger out. Even if Ethan did forgiven him, I know he hasn't forgiven himself. He is my best friend, my brother, and sometimes even my conscious. He works hard, and never lets things pull him down. I've been a horrible person to him, and he never even so much as even yells at me. Even if he does, it's usually cause I deserve it.

"Babe?"

"Yeah?" Ethan turns to look at me, while holding a spatula in his hand. If this wasn't important, dinner would be pushed back for another three hours. Bad Carter, focus!

"I need help with something. Will you help me?"

"Sure. What is it?" This is gonna take so much time. And I may not be right. But I pray to god that I am. James needs a happy ending, and I hope and pray he gets it.