“James Morrison, official bodyguard.” The man removed his hand and from his shoulder and pulled out his ID. The police officer nodded feebly as the others stared at him.

“Big Rob says to meet him at the hotel. He’ll be here as soon as he can,” the man’s voice boomed as loudly as Big Rob’s.

“Well, I guess you really are them then,” the policeman muttered, uncuffing Rachel. She rubbed her sore wrists and glowered at him.

“Sorry,” he mumbled.

“Do you know who these kids are?!” James demanded, his voice growing deeper and louder.

“Y-yes,” the policeman stuttered. “I’m sorry for the misunderstanding!”

“That’s too bad!” James retored, cracking his fingers into his huge palm.

“We could still arrest you, you know!” the policeman tried to sound angry but his voice shook with nerves.

“Just clear off and don’t bother us again!” James turned his back on them and they scurried away muttering to one another.

“I’m James,” he held out his hand for Joe to shake.

“Yeah, can we talk later? Kevin needs a doctor!” Joe nodded desperately.

“Sure,” James walked over to Kevin and scooped him up as if he were a toddler. “I’ll take him to the hotel and get him checked. My mates will make sure you get there with your stuff.” James turned, carrying Kevin and walked off. Joe turned to Rachel and they stared at eachother.

“Can we trust him?” she muttered.

“We have to trust Big Rob,” he bit his lip and gazed past Rachel. Two more giant-sized bodyguards were standing waiting for them.

“Come on,” he said beginning to walk towards the case junctions.

“Come on, Nick,” Rachel turned to glance at him. Standing up he wiped his sleeve across his red eyes and sniffed. They stared at eachother for a second.

Joe turned back impatiently to see what was keeping them.

“Nick, suck it up, don’t be a baby!” he called.

Nick felt like yelling at him but he didn’t have the energy.

Rachel calmly placed her arm round his neck and forced him to walk towards Joe. The bodyguards followed them closely, watching every move they made.

“That one there!” Rachel cried, “That’s mine!” she pointed towards a bright pink case which was moving along the conveyor belt. Joe began running towards it but one of the bodyguards stepped in front of him.

“Allow me,” leaning over he lifted her case with almost one finger. He turned back to Joe smiling, “Big Rob’s a great friend. We’d do anything to help him out!”

“Thanks,” Joe murmered rolling the case back over to Rachel and Nick.

Finally they had all their cases. There was now new flights pouring in and the airport began to crowd all over again. They made their way towards the huge metal detecting posts and scanning belts.

“Wait for it,” Joe muttered.

“Please removed your hats, shoes and glasses,” a man held out his hand and stopped them from passing.

“There’s no need for that, they-” the bodyguard began.

“It’s alright,” Joe butted in, “Just don’t do anything to attract attention!”

He removed his shoes first and then his glasses. The security guard eyed them suspiciously. As Joe silently removed his hat and placed it on the belt, the security man’s eyes bulged.

“Aren’t you-” he began. The bodyguard stepped foward and slapped his hand over his mouth. “Keep it quiet officer!”

He nodded as he watched Rachel and Nick copy him.

“Where’s the fourth?” he peered suspiciously around the bodyguards.

“None of your business,” Joe muttered. “Now remember, don’t draw any attention to yourselves!” Joe began to walk towards the metal-detecting posts and as he passed through them, a loud buzzing noise sounded. The security people at either end hurried to check him. Once they noticed who it was, they paused, hesitating.

The loud buzzing had caused everyone’s head to raise in curiosity. There was silence as people stared at Joe. All of a sudden there were screams and cries of shock as people began pushing foward to get to them. Sudden camera flashes appeared as people hurriedly took photos.

“Let’s go!” one of the bodyguards pushed Rachel and Nick through the metal detectors and made a grab for Joe.

“Sorry,” said the officer, “We have to check him.”

“Come on, he’s just a kid!” the bodyguard argued.

“Sorry, sir. We can inspect him behind the curtain if you don’t want any photos?”

“No, that’s not it. He’s just a kid, he doesn’t have any dangerous objects with him! He’s got us for that!”

“My cell!” Joe cried, remembering he’d forgotten to remove his mobile. He yanked it from his pocket, placing it on the belt, he dashed through the metal detectors once more.

Rachel sighed in relief when it remained silent.

“Ok, you can go,” the man said waving his hand to the side.

“Finally!” the second bodyguard grabbed the cases while the other handed them back their hats. They began moving swiftly along the corridors but although they were disguised, the news had spread fast and people began running after them.

“Get in!” the bodyguard cried as he opened a taxi door and shoved the three of them into the back.

They hurriedly loaded the cases as they warded off all the screaming fans.

“Go!” the bodyguard cried as he clambered in and slammed the door.

“Where to?” the driver asked. Looking into his mirror he saw Nick, Rachel and Joe. “Holy cow!” he cried, the steering wheel jerking suddenly. “You’re the Jonas Kids!”

“Dolphin Hotel,” he instructed bluntly.

The taxi drive wasn’t long and as they forced themselves out of the cab, the bodyguard tossed him a wad of money. “Keep the change.”

Rachel yawned as she stumbled out onto the pavement. It was beginning to get dark and they were all exhausted.

The cab driver drove off, grinning as the bodyguards hauled their cases up the steps. Knocking on the huge double wooden doors, they waited. Shortly after a young man answered it. He took one look at them and beamed. “Welcome in!” he opened the door and instantly two men came to help with their cases. “Make yourselves at home. Is there anything we can get you?” he asked.

“No thanks,” Joe forced a smile.

“Ok, here’s you rooms, I expect you’re all warn out!” he handed Joe two keys and then as if he knew they wanted some privacy, he walked away without another word.

“Where’s Kevin?” Nick asked, turning to one of the bodyguards.

He turned to answer but was interupted by someone calling Joe.

Joe looked up. “Rachel, Nick!” Big Rob ran over, a grin stretching from ear to ear. Joe laughed as he hugged them all.

“You’re finally here! How are you?”

“We’re fine. Just tired,” Joe replied yawning.

“Where’s Kevin?” Rachel asked.

“Oh, he’s in his room. The doctor says it’s just the flu, with the antibiotics and some rest he’ll be fighting fit in no time!”

“I knew he was ill!” Nick muttered frustratedly.

“You’re all alright though? None of you feel sick? Perhaps we should get you all checked over?”

“No, no. We’re fine,” Rachel smiled and patted his shoulder to re-assure him.

They were standing in the lounge now and there were only two other people in there. A man in his late thirty’s was sitting reading the newspapers and a young asian girl was sitting in the far corner writing something.

“Well, I’m heading upstairs. You guys coming?” Joe stretched as he yawned once more.

“Yeah,” Nick muttered.

They took the lift with Big Rob and the other two bodyguards.

“This is Reece and Mac,” Big Rob introduced them.

“Hey,” Joe waved a hand.

“Thanks,” Rachel smiled, “For not letting them arrest me.”

“No problem!” the guy called Reece laughed.

“Arrested?!” Big Rob cried. “What did you do?”

“I only told them who I was,” Rachel laughed, “They didn’t believe me!”

“Oh,” Big Rob relaxed a little. “Here we are, seventh floor!” The doors opened and the six of them headed towards their rooms.

“Here’s our rooms,” Big Rob and the others took out their keys. “You guys have neighbouring rooms just a few doors down. We’ll see you tomorrow, ok?” Big Rob unlocked his door.

“Night Big Rob!” Nick gave a little wave as they closed their doors and the three siblings headed down the corridor.

“437, 438, 439…” Joe muttered. “Ha! Here we are!” he took out the keys. “That’s yours Rachel and this is ours,” he handed her a key.

“Ok, I want to check on Kev first though,” Rachel said as Joe unlocked the door. Kevin was laying down on the double bed and James was sitting in the chair watching him.

He jumped up beaming. “Hi, you made it! I was just keeping an eye on him, doc says he’s fine. I guess I’ll leave you to it now!” He said the words enthusiastically but in a hushed voice as he headed over to them.

“Thanks you for bringing him here,” Rachel whispered.

“No problem,” he smiled and then closed the door behind him. Nick, Joe and Kevin’s cases were stacked up in the corner.

The three of them amde their way over to Kevin, Rachel sat on the edge of the bed. He opened one eye and peered at her.

“Hey,” she smiled at him.

He groaned as he sat up, “Trust me to catch the flu on our tour!” his throat sounded dry and crackly.

“It’s not your fault,” Joe muttered sitting next to Nick on the sofa.

“Just get your rest and you’ll be fine,” Nick added smiling at him.

“I’m sorry for ruining the trip guys,” he shook his head disappointedly. “Not much of a big brother, am I?”

“You’re the best big brother ever!” Rachel hugged him gently and then stood up. “Just get some sleep, the lot of you and no fighting! I’ll see you tomorrow!”

She waved as she closed the door behind her and pulled out the key to open her door. It had exactly the same layout as the boys’ but it had less furniture and more space. Grinning she closed the door and collapsed onto the leather couch. A plasma screen was against the wall, next to a mini bar. Turning her head she saw another three doors. Standing up, she inspected them. The first one led to a huge green bathroom with a walk-in shower and full-length mirrors. The second door lead her to a small room with a kitchen and a matching set of table and chairs. The final door led her to her bedroom which had built-in wardrobes, a balcony view of the beach and a huge double canopy bed with cream drapes hanging from it. Diving into the many pillows she sighed as she kicked off her shoes and fell asleep.

“Please fasten your seatbelts for landing!” the voice announced again. Joe checked Kevin’s seatbelt. He hadn’t even undone it the whole flight.

“Yeouch!” Nick cried, covering his ears. “Doesn’t it hurt you?” he asked Rachel. She shook her head as a small child began screaming and covering his ears too.

“It only affects some people.” She turned round to see Joe with his fingers stuffed in his ears and eyes squeezed tightly shut. Kevin was still asleep.

Gazing out of the window, she saw they were only a few feet from the ground. As she gripped the armrests, she plane hit the ground then bounced back up. It hit the ground harder and then bounced up and down as the the brakes squealed.

Almost instantly, they pulled up and were signalled to exit the plane. The clicking of seatbelts sounded all over the plane as people stood up stretching and sighing in relief.

“Joe, you can take your fingers out now, we’ve landed!” Rachel laughed as she and Nick stood up.

“Joe!” she laughed, knocking his shoulder. He opened his eyes and slowly removed his fingers.

“Awesome!” he cired jumping up. He leaned over Kevin and stared out of the window. Nick stood on tip-toe to reach their bags in the over-head lockers.

People began pouring off of the plane and ready to collect their bags from the terminals.

“Kevin,” Rachel called softly. “Kevin?” she shook his arm and he raised his head. His eyes were bloodshot and his face paler than ever.

“You look aweful,” Nick muttered.

“Thanks,” Kevin smiled weakly and pulled himself to his feet. “How long was I asleep?” He exhaled deeply as his hand pressed into his stomach.

“Like the entire flight dude!” Joe laughed and slapped him on the back. Kevin stumbled foward, groaning as Joe straightened him back up, “Sorry,” he mumbled handing him his bag.

Gripping the rail, they made their way down the stairs and along the corridor. Soon they were inside the airport and people were  again rushing around like lunatics.

“Don’t run off this time!” Joe laughed as Rachel hit him with her magazine.

“Guys,” Kevin moaned as they made their way to their terminal. Grasping the handrail he slowed down, gasping for air.

They turned round sharply and Nick hurried to support him.

“Talk about being unfit!” Joe laughed as he and Rachel turned back to Kevin.

“I don’t think he’s unfit, Joe. I think he’s seriously ill,” Nick said bluntly, grunting as he placed Kevin’s arm around his neck and tried to support him. Joe’s grin was wiped off his face as he saw how small and weak Kevin suddenly looked. Rushing to help Nick with Kevin, Rachel took out her mobile and began to dial.

“Uhh!” she groaned shoving it back into her pocket, “I forgot I had no battery! Joe give me your cell!”

Joe dug his free hand into his pocket and tossed it to Rachel. The similar glossy black screen flipped up and she dialled a number.

“Yeah, it’s me Rachel. Where are you? Look we’re gonna go public soon and something’s wrong with Kevin. No-no he’s sick. I’m really worried. Ok. Could you send someone down? Ok, thanks. Bye.” Rachel shut the phone and handed it back to Joe.

“Who’d you call?” Nick asked as they began moving slowly along the corridor. Most of the other passengers had rushed past them to get their cases.

“Big Rob. He says he’s in California, he can’t make it in time and so he’s sending some of his back-ups.”

“What does that mean?” Nick asked.

“It means some bodyguards are gonna fill in for him until he gets here. Basically we’re covered for now.” Joe explained to Nick. “How long until they get here?” He gazed at Rachel.

“He said they’re most likely already here. Some will be anyway, the ones the airport woman called for emergencies.”

“Ok,” Joe nodded, “Let’s hurry up and get to the hotel, Kevin needs a doctor!”

They began shuffling through the crowded airport.

“Are you ok there?” a police officer tapped Joe on the shoulder as they struggled with Kevin. Rachel spun around.

“Excuse me! Were you called by a woman from Orlando Airport?” Rachel lowered her voice.

The man nodded slowly. “Who are you?” he asked.

Rachel gazed at Joe for his descision. He nodded and she lowered her glasses and stepped closer to the policeman.

“Rachel Jonas,” she whispered loud enough so that only he could hear.

“I’ve hear that so many times today!” he began laughing and looked up towards his mate. “Hey! Arnie! She’s the lucky ninth Rachel Jonas!”

“Shh!” Rachel glared at him. A few head turned but looked back once they realised it was the policemen having a laugh. She turned back to her brothers shrugging.

“Why were there other people pretending to be you?” Nick whispered.

“They knew we were on the plane,” Joe muttered shaking his head, “Someone must have seen us!”

“Ok, kids, move along! I don’t have time for your jokes!” the policeman waved a hand at them.

“But this isn’t a joke!”Rachel cried, suddenly raging with anger, “My brother is seriosuly ill and we need a doctor!”

“I’ve heard that before too!” he laughed.

“Look at him!” Rachel felt tears welling up inside her. Why would no one believe her. She pointed towards Kevin who was struggling to stand.

“Yeah, look kid, unless I get some signed proof, we’re not taking you anywhere but jail!”

“What!?” Rachel cried angrily.

“The tickets!” Joe remembered suddenly. “The woman wrote something on there, the part that Kevin kept!”

“If you’re seriosuly the Jonas’, then where are your body guards?”

“Big Rob can’t make it, we called him but-”

“Oh and I suppose you have his number do you?”

“Yes!” Rachel was about to make a grab for Joe’s phone when the policeman caught her hand.

“Look miss, I don’t want to do this, but I’m going to have to take you down to the station. How old are you?”

“I’m fifteen! Let me go!” Rachel cried, trying to tug her arm free.

The other policeman was now walking over.

“Another Jonas family?” he muttered, smirking.

“Yes!” Rachel jerked her hand free and whipped off her hat. “See?!” she cried, “It’s us!”

“Nice hair. It looks exactly like Rachel’s. Who’s you hairdresser?” the policeman joked, grabbing Rachel once again.

“You do it!” Nick cried.

“No you!” Joe snapped.

They turned back to the brothers.

“You thought of it, you do it!” Nick moaned.

“So? You do it!” Joe retorted.

“Do what?” Rachel cried desperately.

“Get the tickets!” Nick yelled. “Tell Joe to do it!”

“I’m not feeling around Kevin’s butt for the tickets!” Joe cried angrily.

“Joe, just do it!” Nick’s face was red with anger as his fists clenched tight.

“For god’s sake guys!” Rachel screamed.

They turned to her and realised the policeman had handcuffed her.

“Let her go!” Joe demanded furiously.

“Watch your tone, or you’ll be coming with us!”

“Leave her alone!” Nick whined. His eyes began glistening with tears. “What’s your problem? Our brother’s sick and you want to arrest our sister? What’s wrong with you people?!” He screamed at them, his throat red rore. He shakily collapsed to the floor and curled up. Hugging his knees he sobbed loudly.

“Right, that’s it! All of you are coming with us!” the policeman made a grab for Joe but before he could lay a finger on him, a massive hand slammed down onto his shoulder.

“Hold on tight!” Joe cried excitedly.

“It’s a roller-coaster ride we’re on, so-” Nick sang.

“Say goodbye, coz-” Joe joined in. Nick opened his mouth to sing when Rachel slapped him on the arm.

“Are you crazy?” she whispered. She nodded her head in the direction of the other passengers who were gazing at them suspiciously.

“Hey Nick! It’s your turn-did you forget the words to your own song!?” Joe called. Rachel jerked her head backwards violently and glared at Joe.

“What?” he grinned at her.

“Joe, zip it!” she ordered turning back in front of her and grabbing a magazine.

“Someone’s crabby!” Joe called. Nick turned round and grinned at him.

“Guys, I don’t care what you do, but just keep quiet for at least an hour!” Rachel muttered heatedly.

Nick and Joe took out there iPods and sat quietly for almost an hour.

“Dang!” Joe cried as he ripped the ear-plugs from his ears. Rachel lowered her magazine and turned her head slightly.

“Battery died!” Joe muttered stuffing it back into his bag. “Now what am I going to do?”

“Watch tv,” Rachel suggested. Joe looked up at the screen. Several others had earphones in and were gazing up at the flashing pictures. Shrugging, Joe coppied them.

“Are you serious?!” He said louder than he meant to. The channel had been changed and a new series was playing. ”I’m not watching that!” He removed the earphones, folded his arms and sighed.

Nick turned around. “What?”

Joe pointed up at the screen, “Hannah Montana!”

Nick smirked, “I think Hannah Montana’s interesting.”

“Oh, you would! Miley spoils you rotten!”

“I said I like Hannah Montana, not Miley!” Nick complained. Sighing Rachel turned around.

“It’s the same person you idiot!” Joe cried.

“No it’s not, you idiot!” Nick rolled his eyes, “Hannah is a character, Miley is a real person!”

“Whatever,” Joe leant back in his chair.

“Does it matter?” Rachel asked.

“Yes!” Nick and Joe snapped in unison.

“Kevin, tell them to-” she turned to Kevin. He was fast asleep, his hair covering his eyes.

“He must be really ill,” Nick muttered, following her gaze.

“He never sleeps in the day,” Rachel mumbled, shaking her head.

“Yeah, and he never leaves us unsupervised!” Joe added.

“You think we should call mom?” Nick asked.

“It’s probably just a bug. Let’s not worry mom yet,” Joe said. Rachel reached her hand out and lifted Kevin’s hair up gently. She placed her hand on his forehead.

“He doesn’t have a fever,” she muttered, “Maybe he’s just really tired?” She and Nick turned to Joe and stared at him.

“What?!” he demanded as they fully turned in their seats and watched Joe.

“Well what do we do?” Nick asked.

“I don’t know! Just let him sleep it off, why are you asking me?”

“You’re the other big brother,” Nick said, “Even though you’re not mature…I guess you’re sort of in charge while Kevin’s…” he gazed at Kevin for words.

“Not here,” Rachel finished off.

“Sweet!” Joe said grinning. “I should put sleeping pills in his drinks more often!”

“You did what?!” Rachel cried.

“I’m joking!” he laughed hysterically for two minutes, “You should’ve seen the look on your faces!”

“That’s not funny, Joe!” Nick tried to hit him but he missed.

“It is from my angle!” Joe laughed.

Kevin moved slightly in his seat.

“Shh!” Rachel whispered, “Don’t wake him!”

Just then a food trolley arrived and the lady handed them their first class lunch.

“Is he eating?” the woman asked Joe as she gazed at Kevin.

“Uh, yeah. Thanks!” Joe took it from her and placed it next to his on his table.

“Joe, don’t wake him just to eat. He’s probably not hungry,” Nick said.

“I won’t,” Joe shook his head. “It’s not for Kev.”

Rachel turned and frowned at him. “Joe, I wasn’t joking about getting fat!”

“Yeah, I know. I like my food, ok? Anyway,” Joe began eating, “Who cares if I get fat?”

“Er, you will!” Nick cried, “When you can’t get on the stage!”

Joe was about to shove another chip into his mouth and then paused.

“Just think about it before you go crazy, Joe.” Rachel said.

“Yeah, you trained so hard to get fit for the performances, you wouldn’t want to blow it, would you?” Nick added.

Joe pushed the trays away. “I’m not hungry.” He muttered.

“Joe. I said cut down, not starve yourself, now eat!” Rachel turned round and shoved an apple into his hand.

“Ok!” Joe began crunching the apple.

Half an hour later, the woman collected the trays in. Kevin’s was untouched.

“Here we are,” Joe panted, resting his elbows on the back of a chair, “Gate 4.”

“Kevin!” Rachel cried angrily, yanking her arm away. He turned to her and opened his mouth to speak and then he realised the hat was gone.

“Rachel! Your hat!” he cried quickly blocking her from anyones view.

“I tried to tell you, but you wouldn’t listen!” Rachel snapped grumpily.

“Ok, don’t worry,” Nick said gazing around, “We’ll buy one!”

“Nick, there’s no hat stores around here!” Rachel moaned.

“But theres a hat!” Joe cried. He hurried over to an old woman who was sitting with her back to them, reading the newspaper.

“Joe! No!” Kevin hissed.

“Joseph Adam! Get your butt back here!” Rachel marched over to him, her dark spirals bouncing wildly.

“Excuse me ma’am,” Joe tapped the woman on the shoulder. Lowering the newspaper she turned to face him, smiling.

“Hello, dearie, can I help you?”

“Um, yes. You see my friend really needs a hat and you own such a beautiful one and I was wondering if I could buy that off of you?”

“Joe what are you doing?” Rachel hissed, grabbing his arm violently and jerking him around.

“I’m getting you a hat!” he hissed back, turning to the woman.

“Why of course! I’m glad you like it-it was my mother’s you know, she wore-”

“Really that’s nice! Well thank you very much, goodbye!” Joe called as he threw several dollar notes onto the chair next to her and grabbed the hat off of her head. He hurried back to the others who were standing, glaring at him.

“Give that back right now, Joe!” Rachel ordered.

“You need it more!” Joe stated, handing it to her.

“Joe! You can’t steal! It’s illegal!” Kevin cried.

“I didn’t steal it! I paid her for it!” He said, offended.

“You did?” Kevin asked, taken-aback.

“With what?” Nick asked suspiciously.

“Money.”

“No, I mean who’s money?”

“Mine. Mom gave me some money to spend just like she gave you all some and well I used that!”

“Wow, Joe! For once you’ve used your money for something other than yourself. I’m impressed!” Kevin smiled at him and slapped him on the back.

Rachel took the hat from Joe. “Thanks…I guess.” She put it on and Nick laughed, “Now you look like a Granny!”

“You don’t look much different yourself!” Rachel flicked his ear lightly as she took a seat in the waiting area.

Five minutes later a voice called, asking for passports.

“Prepare for action!” Kevin said jumping up.

“Why?” Nick and Rachel asked at the same time.

“You’ll see,” Joe murmered queuing up behind Kevin.

When they reached the desk, the woman asked them for their boarding passes and passports. They all handed theirs foward to Kevin and she tore the passes in half, handing back to them the bits they needed. Then she picked up Rachel’s passport.

The woman stared at it for a while then looked up at Kevin. He lowered his glasses slightly and nodded.

“What’s he doing?” Rachel whispered to Joe.

“Assuring her that it’s the real Jonas family and not just some kids messing around.”

“Well of course it’s us!” Nick muttered.

“Yeah, but they don’t know that, do they?” Joe sighed.

The woman picked up the other three passports examining the faces and then looked back up at the boys. She motioned for Kevin to step fowards and then turned her back to them and began speaking to Kevin in a hushed voice.

“What’s she saying?” Nick asked.

“They’re discussing about calling the people at the other airport and on the plane so they have emergency bodyguards ready,” Joe whispered.

“How do you know?” Rachel asked him.

“When you were like twelve and Nick was about eleven, just after we’d become well-known, we came here to go to England. Mom had the same conversation with a member of staff. They have to arrange emergency bodyguards just incase something happens, especially when we go through the security check at the other end.”

“Why? What happens then?” Nick asked.

“We have to take our shoes off. Also anything else, meaning hats and glasses and so people will notice us no matter how discreet we are.”

“Oh great,” Rachel muttered, “Look who’s here.” Her brothers followed her gaze which landed on the group of four men.

“I swear if they come anywhere near us again, I’ll-” Nick began. Rachel placed a hand on his shoulder. He tensed up, his face turning red angrily.

“Guys, are you coming?!” Kevin called. They looked up to see that Kevin had already gone through and was waiting for them by the double doors.

Nick stayed put, staring angrily at the men. Rachel began moving as Kevin showed the passes to the men at the door.

“Dude! Move!” Joe said as he pushed Nick towards the door. The men at the door turned the pass sideways to read a few lines that had been scribbled on with pen. Looking up at the four of them they nodded and held the doors open for them.

“Cool! A bus!” Joe cried running out of the building and towards a waiting bus. Only a few people were on it and they stared at the four of them as they clambered on. Racing to the back, Joe sat down in one of the remaining seats. Rachel sat next to him, her bear on her lap.

“Budge up!” Nick moaned.

“Nick two seats means two people!” Joe laughed.

Some little kids were staring at them as Nick tried to push Joe off of the seat.

“Nick, just stand up, it won’t be a long ride!” Kevin sighed.

“But my feet ache!” he moaned. He gave up pushing Joe and tried to squish into the middle.

“Oww!” Rachel moaned as Nick sat on top of them. Reluctantly Rachel and Joe moved to the edge of the seat so that Nick could squish into the middle. Kevin rolled his eyes.

“You three are so immature!”

“We know!” Joe grinned as if it was something to be proud of.

More and more people clambered onto the bus and eventually the doors closed and they began moving. It was crowded and stuffy but Joe gazed out of the window excitedly.

As they went over the bumps in the tarmac, the people standing up leaved to the side and seemed to wobble unstabley. Kevin sighed, screwing up his face and pinching the top of his nose.

“You ok, Kev?” Rachel asked, watching his eyes close tight.

“Yeah. I’m fine.” He murmered, rubbing his forehead. “Just tired that’s all.”

“You don’t look fine,” Joe said, “You look really pale.”

Rachel pulled herself to her feet and gripped the pole.

“Sit down, Kevin. You look like you’re going to faint.”

“No, honestly I’m fine,” he tried to smile but groaned and winced as he bent over slightly.

“What’s wrong?” Nick asked, concerned he suddenly leapt up.

Kevin opened his mouth to reply ut shook his head. Still bent over her clutched his stomach.

Rachel looked at Joe nervously. He’s stopped grinning and was now looking worried. Rachel gripped Kevin and guided him towards the seat. She pushed his shoulders down and Joe shuffled along the seat a little more. Kevin bent over in the seat, his head between his knees. Slowly Rachel bent down, removing a water bottle from her bag, she handed it to him. He took it gratefully and began gulping it down. Color suddenly flushed back into his cheeks and he gasped for air as he lowered the bottle.

“Are you ok buddy?” Joe asked turning slightly to look at Kevin.

He nodded, “Just a little dizzy. Thanks,” he handed the bottle back to Rachel and she returned it to her bag. As she stood up, the bus came to a sudden halt, jolting her backwards. She stumbled backwards and Nick flung out his arm to stop her. He supported her back as his hand hit someone else. Once Rachel was standing up straight he looked up to apologize for hitting the person. He opened his mouth and then realised who was staring down at them. He felt his muscles tighten as anger poured into him.

“Time to go!” Joe jumped up and helped Kevin down the steps, following the other people who were making their way towards the plane. They waited for Nick and Rachel outside the bus.

Grabbing Nick’s arm, Rachel shoved him off of the bus.

“Hold on to your hats,” Kevin shouted over the noise of the engines.

Rachel held onto her new hat, her bear under one arm while she kept her hand on Nick’s back, not wanting him to turn round and start a fight.

They finally reached the top of the plane and took their seats. Kevin and Rachel got the window seats and strapped themselves in as Nick and Joe plonked themselves down next to them.

“I’m so excited!” Joe cried, clapping his hand together like a five year old.

“Me too!” Rachel agreed, turning around to face Joe.

“Are you sure you’re ok, Kevin?” Nick turned round and gazed at Kevin. He rested his elbow on the armrest and placed his head in his hand. He nodded slowly.

“Like I said. We’re all tired.”

“Yes…” Rachel whispered.

“No. Frankie’s here!”

“What?!” she shook her head in disbelief, “Where are you guys?”

“Where’s Rachel?” Rachel heard Nick asking Frankie.

“Ok, Rach, we’re coming just hold on and-”

Rachel paused, “Hold on and? And what Kevin?” Her phone remained silent and pulling it away from her ear she saw the red bar flashing. Dead battery.

“Great!” she groaned, “Now they’ll never find me!” she placed her head in her hands as she sat in Frankie’s seat.

“You ok there?” A rough voice called. Rachel raised her head to see a young man standing in front of her.

“I’m fine,” she managed to force a smile as she wiped her eyes. Gazing up at him she saw three more men step out from behind him. She suddenly felt scared.

“Hey, don’t I know you?” one of them asked. Rachel lowered her head suddenly. The man stepped closer and bent down next to her. A tear fell down her cheek as her dark hair covered her face.

“Hey,” the man said, “We’re not going to hurt you, we just want to help you!”

“I’m fine,” Rachel lowered her head even more.

“Are you sure? Are you lost?” the man placed a hand on her shoulder. She flinched. “Where’s your parents?”

It was all too much for Rachel and she began sobbing loudly.

“Aw, Dan, look, you made her cry now!”

One of the guys kicked him as he stood up. “It’s alright, we’ll help you find your mom.” He said calmly.

“I think we should go, we’re just scaring her!” one man said.

“She’s lost and she’s crying! Who knows what wierdo will come up to her?!”

“Whatever.”

Rachel continued crying, tears streaming down her cheeks as she listened to them arguing.

“Rachel?!” she raised her head slightly at the sound of her name.

“Rachel!” Her brothers cried, racing over towards her. Rachel looked up as they pushed past the men, tears still flowing down her cheeks.

Kevin finally reached her and wrapped his arms tight around her. She clung to him still shaking with fear as Joe and Nick hurried over. Kevin pulled back and looked up at the guys, his eyes suddenly angry.

“Kevin, no-” Rachel stood up as Kevin glared at them. One of the guys took a step forwards towards Rachel but Nick stepped in front of her. She gripped his shoulders, not wanting him to fight.

“Did they hurt you?” Joe asked, wrapping his arm around her trembling shoulders.

Still sobbing she shook her head.

“We just-” the man began, stepping closer.

“Don’t touch her!” Kevin cried angrily, his fists clenched and trembling with anger.

Rachel moved her hand towards Kevin and gripped his wrist. He turned to her, her cheeks stained with tears and eyes bright red from crying.

“What did you do to her?” Kevin growled, turning back to them.

“N-Nothing,” the guy began, “She was crying, and alone and we thought-”

“You thought what?” Kevin cried. “You thought you’d help is that it?”

The man nodded timidly.

“Well you shouldn’t have-no one messes with our sister!” Kevin yelled at him.

A few heads had turned to see what the commotion was about.

“Kevin, please!” Rachel’s voice trembled as she tried to pull him away.

“Hold on-” the other man stepped foward. “Rachel and Kevin. I knew I recognised you!”

Joe and Nick looked at Kevin anxiously. He stared blankly at the man.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Sure you do. You’re the Jonas’. Kevin, Joe, Nick and Rachel. I should known my sister’s the biggest fan. She-”

“Shut up!” Nick cried suddenly. “You’ve got the wrong family ok?”

“Whatever.” The man snapped, “You suck anyway!”

Nick flung his fist up but Rachel pulled away from Joe’s grip and stood in front of Nick.

“Rachel, move! I don’t want to hurt you!”

“No, Nick! Just leave it, please!”

“Look what he did to you Rachel! How can I leave it?!” Nick trembled with fury, his fist raised ready to punch.

“Please…” Rachel whispered, another tear rolling down her cheek. She placed her hand on top of Nick’s fist and lowered it.

Nick bit his lip. “Come on!” he mutered taking ahold of Rachel’s wrist and strolling in the oposite direction.

“Nick, wait up!” Joe called after them as Kevin took one more look at them and turned away.

“Nick!” Joe called again. Nick began to slow down. Rachel shook his hand off and rubbed her wrist. Nick’s grip had left a bright red mark.

“Sorry,” he muttered, pulling her into a hug. “It just makes me so mad when people think they can hurt you!”

“I know,” Rachel whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck and crying into his shoulder, “But they didn’t hurt me, Nick!”

“They didn’t?” He pulled back.

“No!” Rachel laughed.

“Then why are you crying?”

“I was scared. I thought you’d never find me.”

“Baby!” Nick teased.

“Hey!” she punched his shoulder playfully.

“Oww!” he grinned. Joe and Kevin finally reached them, panting.

“You run way too fast!” Joe moaned.

“Well maybe if you lost some weight, you’d be able to keep up!” Nick grinned, tapping Joe’s stomach. Joe rolled his eyes and placed his arm around Nick’s shoulders pretending to strangle him.

“Where’s mom?” Rachel asked.

Kevin’s eyes bulged as he quickly took out his phone and held it to his ear.

“Yeah! Uh-huh, no she’s fine! Yeah, she’s right here! Aisle 14, yeah. Ok, bye!” he snapped his phone shut and Rachel glaced at him for an answer.

“She went to the lost-child place. They were just about to make an announcement about you.”

“That would have been embarassing.” she muttered.

“Why?” Joe released Nick, “People loose their kids all the time!”

“Because I’m not a kid anymore!”

“You are to us,” he grinned and she pulled a face.

“Why can’t I be classed as an adult yet? I travel by myself, I look after myself and do everything myself!”

“Yeah. But what would you have done if we hadn’t come to the rescue?” Nick grinned at her.

“Yeah,” Joe continued, “Sat there and cried until they got bored and left?”

The three of them laughed a little and Rachel dropped her eyes to the floor.

“Aw, come on I didn’t mean it like that!” Joe suddenly felt bad for her. “Hey, you know we’d never let anyone hurt you, right?” He moved closer and hugged her.

She sniffed, “I know. I love you guys!” She pulled Nick and Kevin into the hug and the our of them stood in the middle of the crowded airport, arms wrapped around eachother.

“Ok, this is awkward!” Nick pulled out of the hug and straighted his shirt.

“Yeah,” Joe pulled out, pulling his hat down, “People are staring!”

“Can’t you guys go one second without caring what other people think about?” Rachel smiled at them shaking her head.

“Not really,” Joe shook his head.

“Nu-uh,” Nick, “We’ve got a reputation!”

“And we don’t I suppose?” Kevin asked, his arm still loosely around his little sister’s shoulder.

“Well, you know…” Joe scratched his head through his hat.

“Sure you do!” Nick said quickly.

“That’s what I thought!” Kevin nodded and grinend at them.

“Rachel!” Their mom ran towards them arms outstretched and her face pale.

“Mom!” Rachel ran toards her and they hugged eachother tight.

“Mom, you look terrible!” Rachel pulled back, observing her mom’s pale face.

“I was so worried about you! When we found Frankie and Kevin said your phone had been cut off, I thought I’d lost you!”

“Aw, mom!” Rachel hugged, her feeling her eyes burning again.

“Are you ok, honey?”

“I’m fine, thanks to them!” Rachel turned and nodded towards her brothers who had their backs to them and were staring at the board for the flights.

“My brave warriors,” Mrs. Jonas smiled as she handed Rachel her bear.

“Where’s Frankie?”

“Oh, he’s waiting in the car. Look, I’ve booked in all of you and your cases are being loaded. You’ll be boarding soon and Frankie will be getting hungry soon so I’ll be going!”

“Ok, thanks mom!”

“No problem,” she kissed Rachel’s head, “Have a good flight and no wandering off! I’ll miss you and remember, no fighting!”

“I’ll miss you too mom!”

“Bye boys!” Mrs. Jonas called. They each raised a hand and without turning around yelled ‘See ya mom!’

Rachel rolled her eyes and hugged her mom goodbye once more.

Once her mom had gone, she made her way over to her brothers who were still staring at the board.

“What are you guys doing?” she muttered, laughing as Joe began pointing a finger at the screen and counting down.

They ignored her. “Nine, eight, seven.” Kevin and Nick joined in and when they reached one, they spun around and grabbed Rachel before dragging her along the busy corridor.

“Guys slow down, what’s the rush!?”

“We want good seats!” Nick, answered gazing at her, as she half ran, and was half dragged down the corridor.

The woman announced that their flight was boarding over the speaker and everyone seemed to move faster. Rachel struggled to keep up with them and as they increased their speed, her hat flew off of her head.

“I thought you were all asleep!” she whispered smiling at him.

“I only just woke up,” Nick said stretching.

“Me too. How much longer do you think? Until we get their I mean?”

“I don’t know,” Nick whispered, “Why?”

“I’m hungry,” Rachel confessed. Nick grinned.

“We told you to eat!”

“I know, I know, don’t rub it in!”

“Here,” Nick bent over and opened his rucksack. He pulled out a chocolate bar and handed it to Rachel.

“Don’t you have anything more healthy?”

Nick gave her a look and she smiled.

“Ok, ok. Thanks!” she took it from him and began to peel the paper. The crackling sound made their mom look up. She smiled in the mirror.

“Won’t be long!” she mouthed and then fixed her eyes back on the road.

Rachel bit into it and gazed back at Nick who was staring at it in awe. Breaking it in half, she offered him some. He shook his head.

“You eat it,” he whispered. She waved it in front of his face until he sighed and took it from her.

“Thanks.” They used tissues to wipe their hands once they’d finished and then they heard Frankie shuffling around. Turning back, Nick and Rachel saw Frankie sitting up and rubbing his eyes.

“Are we there yet?” He groaned loudly. Nick flung his hand out and covered Frankie’s mouth. Rachel held her finger to her lips.

“Shh, we won’t be long. They’re still asleep,” she motioned towards Joe and Kevin.

Frankie peeled Nick’s hand from his mouth and looked at Joe. His mouth was still open and he was drooling. A wet patch on his shoulder showed where his saliva had fallen.

“Gross,” Nick muttered.

Rachel grinned, “Anyone got a camera?”

Nick smiled at her as he removed his phone from his pocket. It’s perfectly silky black screen looked untouched without one fingerprint or scratch. Nick flicked it up and the screen lit up. He pressed a few buttons and then held it at Joe. Rachel waited for the clicking sound. It was silent. She gazed at Joe. “What are you doing?”

“I’m videoing him. I’ll never get tired of watching this!”

Rachel and Frankie laughed quietly as Nick zoomed in on Joe. His snores deepend and Rachel had to cover her mouth to stop herself from bursting out laughing.

“You think that’s funny? You don’t have to share a room with him!” Nick laughed as Joe snored loudly once again.

Looking in the mirror, their mom saw what they were doing. ”Aw, leave your brother alone, he’s tired!”

“Mom, he’s dribbling!” Frankie called, a little too loudly. Joe stirred. Moving his head he licked his lips and opened his eyes slowly. They shot open when he saw they were staring at him. Using the back of his hand he wiped his mouth. Rachel and Nick began laughing as Joe realised he’d drooled all over his shirt.

“Are you kidding me?!” he cried attempting to wipe it off of his shoulder.

Joe’s muttering woke Kevin up who stretched and then turned round.

“Hey, what are you guys doing?”

Nick and Rachel turned to meet him, Nick still holding his phone.

“Nick put that thing down! You’re not filming are you?” Kevin held his hand up in front of his face.

“No,” Nick lied. He and Rachel began laughing.

“You little…” Joe breathed heavily. “Nick, give me that phone!” he cried realising Nick had been filming him.

Nick and Rachel howled with laughter as Joe swiped his hand towards the phone but Nick dodged him.

“Are you still recording?” Rachel asked. Nick nodded grinning as Joe made another attempt to grab the phone. Finally he sighed, falling back into his seat.

“Fine. Have it your way, see if I care. It’s just a video, you’ve got no friends to show it to anyway!”

“Wanna bet?” Nick smirked. Nick turned the phone to show Joe as his finger hovered above the ‘send’ button.

“You wouldn’t dare!?” It was more of a warning rather than a question and Rachel watched Nick’s finger as he hestiated.

“Nick,” she said, she stopped smiling. “Maybe you shouldn’t.”

“Why? Come on, it’s revenge! Haven’t you always wanted to get Joe back for something?”

“Yeah, but-”

“Well then.” Nick looked at her, his eyes searching hers for a reaction.

“What are you up to?” their mom called, glancing up into the mirror.

“Nothing,” Nick called suddenly.

“Don’t,” Joe whispered, his eyes narrowing at Nick.

“What do you think Rachel?” Nick asked.

“I-I don’t know, I mean what if it gets into the wrong hands?”

“It’s just a stupid video, nobody really cares, it’s just for fun!” Nick’s finger hovered over the button.

“But still-” Rachel continued.

“It’s not like a black-mail or anything. It’s just a joke.”

“I know. But I don’t think you should send it to anyone.”

“Fine,” Nick said calmly, “His finger moved to the right and he pressed the save button. “But I’m keeping it for bribery!”

Rachel smiled again, “Good move, Nick.”

“I’m still not bothered!” Joe sighed, folding his arms.

“Good,” Nick said.

“Ok, we’re here!” Mrs. Jonas puleld into a space and the car squealed to a halt.

“Finally!” Nick sighed.

“Ok, everyone out. Get all your bags and stuff together and wait for me over there!” Mrs. Jonas pointed to where the trolleys were and then opened her door. Kevin, Rachel and Nick clamered out before moving the seats fowards to let Joe and Frankie out.

“Hats,” Mrs. Jonas handed them each a hat.

“Aw, mom, do we have to?” Joe groaned. “It’ll ruin my hair!”

“Yeah, mom! They look so…old.” Rachel moaned. Kevin shoved the hat onto his head and then took Rachel’s from her hand. He placed it on her head and then patted it down.

“Lovely,” he muttered smiling. Rachel rolled her eyes.

“Like a hat is going to make any difference!” Nick groaned as Kevin did the same to him.

“Oh, you’ll be surprised,” Mrs. Jonas said. “If you’re hair and eyes are covered, people will hardly recognise you.”

Joe reluctantly placed the hat carefully on his head before Kevin could shove it on.

“Why can’t we just go on a private jet? Then we wouldn’t have to wear all this disguise stuff!” Nick moaned as she handed him a pair of dark sunglasses.

“Because that would attract the press if they saw a private jet they’d want to know who was in it and where it was going!” Kevin said as he lifted Rachel’s last case from the back of the car.

“Ok, take Frankie and wait over there,” Mrs. Jonas pointed again to the trolley stack. We’ll walk you inside, and I’ll get your tickets.”

Frankie, his arm still clutching Rachel’s bear took Rachels hand as she grabbed one of her cases and wheeled it over to the trolley stack. The others followed, Kevin and Joe struggling to pull three cases at once. Rachel looked up as she saw her mom over buy the ticket machine.

“Next time could you pack less?” Joe panted as he finally reached them.

Rachel rolled her eyes.

“It’s so crowded here!” Nick cried, looking at the people piling in and out of the airport.

“I know it’s wierd standing here and people walking past us casually!” Kevin agreed.

“I want to go with you!” Frankie moaned. Rachel put her arm around him. “You’re too little, Frankie!”

“You’re not much older yourself!” Joe laughed. Rachel poked her tongue out at him.

“You will one day, Frankie,” Kevin smiled at him. “You’ll be part of our band, right guys?”

“Sure,” Nick nodded and smiled as Frankie looked at them excitedly.

“Ok kids, Kevin grab a trolley…or two,” she gazed at Rachel’s four cases, “That’s it!”

Joe, Kevin and Nick hauled the cases onto the two trolleys.

“Ok, got everything?”

“Yup,” Joe called and the others nodded.

“Ok, let’s go!” Mrs. Jonas led them into the airport. They stared open-mouthed at all the people. They’d never been in public without signing autographs, but now, no one looked at them twice. Frankie gripped Rachel’s hand tightly as the people shoved past them roughly.

“Wow!” Joe cried as a man twice his size shoved into his shoulder, knocking him backwards slightly. The man turned around and gazed at him, not a hint of sympathy in his face. Kevin turned and grabbed Joe to stop him from saying anything else.

“It’s a rough world out here!” Joe muttered.

“Tell me about it!” Kevin sighed, “Look we gotta stay low until we reach Los Angeles, got it?”

“Yeah,” Joe gulped as he looked over at the thousands of heads surrounding them. Things could get nasty if Joe attracted anyone’s attention.

Rachel was busy gazing into the shop windows when Frankie tugged on her hand.

She looked down at him. “Rachel, where’s mom?”

Rachel looked up and her heart panged suddenly. Where was mom? The other million people shoving past them took no notice as she searched desperately, gripping Frankie’s hand tighter and tighter. Every corner they turned she prayed she’d see them. But as she darted in and out of the crowd, she felt like she was geting nowhere.

“Ok, wait here!” she tried to remain calm but her voice was shaking. She relsead Frankie’s hand and he sat down on a chair. Rachel delved into her pocket and pulled out her phone. She had four missed calls. Hurriedly she dialled in Kevin’s number, her fingers trembling so hard she had to dial three tiems before she pushed in the correct numbers.

It rung in her ear ans she tapped her foot anxiously.

“Rachel?!”

“Kevin! Oh thank God!”

“Rachel, where are you!? We’ve been so worried!”

“Us too! I-I don’t know where we are…” her voice cracked as she realised she had no idea where they were.

“Ok, ok. Don’t worry we’ll find you. Just stay put!”

“Ok,” Rachel whispered.

“We’ll see you in a minute, ok?”

“No-wait! Kevin, don’t go, stay on the phone until you get here, ok?” Rachel’s voice was desperate and she was close to crying.

“Yeah, ok. Just sit tight and don’t move. It’ll be fine, don’t worry!”

Rachel turned back around, her shaking hand clasping the phone to her ear. Her heart stopped as she stared in horror at the empty seat.

“K-Kevin…” she whispered.

“Yeah, what?”

“F-Frankie’s gone!” she managed to whisper loud enough for Kevin to hear her words.

Sighing she squeezed her eyes shut, her head pounding from lack of sleep. Just as she was beginning to relax, her bedroom door swung open and Frankie ran in. The hallway light blinded her and she groaned, rubbing her eyes.

“Frankie, go away, I’m tired!” she grumbled as he clambered onto her double bed and began prodding her, bouncing up and down excitedly.

“Frankie,” she warned, her voice stern but still calm. Rachel never liked to shout at Frankie since she knew he sometimes felt left out from all the fame. She understood more than her brothers how Frankie felt about being centre of attention.

“Wake up! Mom says you have to get up! You’ll be late!”

“What?!” Rachel sat up, staring at Frankie. “The plane doesn’t leave until ten, why do I have to get up so early?”

“I dunno!” Frankie jumped down off the bed and pulled open her curtains. It was dark outside, rain splashing against her window.

“Are the others even up yet?” Rachel shoved the sheets off and placed her bare feet onto her fluffy rug.

“Yeah, they’re downstairs eating. I would go and get some before they eat it all!”

Rachel laughed quietly and stretched. “Come on then,” she grabbed her light blue dressing gown off the back of the door and waited for Frankie before she closed her bedroom door.

“About time!” Joe called as she reached the dining room. She pulled out a chair and sat down.

“You look aweful, didn’t you get much sleep?” Their mother dished her up a plate of egg and bacon. She shook her head and lifted her fork. Glancing at her brothers she watched as they scooped the last few mouthfuls into their mouths and then stared at her waiting. She put her fork down.

“Are you going to eat that?” Joe licked his lips greedily.

“I’m not hungry yet, it’s too early,” she pushed her plate towards Joe who’s eyes widened excitedly. He pulled the plate towards him and began to eat. Kevin took it off of him.

“You have to eat. We won’t be getting food until we’re on the plane.”

Joe glared at him as his food was shoved back towards Rachel.

“Kevin’s right, you’ve got to eat something,” her mother said looking concerned.

Rachel shook her head, “I’m seriously not hungry. It’s not good eating when you’re not hungry,” she pushed the plate back towards Joe who began eating again. She stood up and placed a hand on Joe’s shoulder. “It makes you fat.” Joe gazed up at her, his mouth stuffed with egg. Nick laughed.

“Well at least-” Joe managed to swallow, “At least you can’t see my ribs! You may laugh but I think you’ll find girls prefer guys that aren’t wearing away!” Nick scowled at him.

“Enough fighting boys! Gosh why couldn’t I have had all girls?!” Mrs. Jonas began clearing the plates up.

“Tell me about it!” Rachel headed upstairs and turned the water on for a shower.

“Mom, I don’t think I can survive an eight hour flight with these two.” Kevin complained.

“You’ll be fine,” she kissed Kevin’s head as she placed the dishes in the sink, “You two will listen to your brother won’t you?”

“Yes mom!” Joe and Nick groaned in unison.

“Good. Joe honey, do us a favor? Can you please wash the dishes? Nick, we need to get all your injections together, are they in your room?”

“Yeah,” Nick stood up.

“Why can’t Kevin do the dishes?” Joe grumbled as he scraped the plate clean.

“Because you never help out, Joe. Now please be a good boy and do the dishes?” It was more of an order than a question and Joe rolled his eyes as his mom and Nick left the room.

“Be a good boy, Joseph!” Kevin mocked, laughing as Joe scowled at him.

“It’s Joe and I take no orders from you!”

“Whatever,” Kevin sighed and helped Joe carry the last few things to the sink.

“Why can’t we just use the dishwasher?” Joe groaned.

“It’s more fun this way!” Kevin laughed as Joe turned the hot water on.

Rachel suddenly screamed form upstairs and Kevin and Joe shot panicked looks at one another.

“COLD!” Rachel screamed and the two of them began cracking up with laughter as they realised that Rachel was in the shower. Joe slapped Kevin a high five as he continued to let the water run.

Joe finished washing up and met Kevin in the living room. He sighed, collapsing onto the couch and gazed at the tv. They heard angry footsteps thudding down the stairs and grinned at one another.

“Who did that!?” Rachel cried as she entered the room. She was wearing her cropped jeans and her long sleeved red and white top. Her sopping wet hair hung loosely around her shoulders, dripping all down her. She gripped the towel angrily in one hand as she glowered at them.

“Don’t look at me!” Kevin cried leaping up. Rachel turned to Joe.

“JOE!!” she cried angrily charging over to him. She began slapping him with the wet towel and he ducked away. Jumping up he ran over to Kevin and hid behind him.

“Hey!” Kevin cried as his face was battered with the towel. They ignored him and continued fighting.

“Joseph Adam Jonas!” Rachel cried as she stepped around Kevin and whacked Joe hard with the towel.

“Oww!” he laughed as he grabbed the towel and the two of them began tugging on it.

“Guys!” Kevin tried to take the towel from them and the three of them stood there, tugging, yelling and laughing.

“What on earth..?” Mrs. Jonas rushed in. “You’ll wake up the entire area with your screams!” She took the towel off of them and stood with her hands on her hips, gazing at them individually for an explanation. Nick stood in the doorway next to Frankie, smirking.

“Mom, tell Joe off! It’s his fault!” Rachel groaned angrily.

Joe raised his hands and put on a suprised look. “Me?” he asked innocently.

“Just as I suspected,” Mrs. Jonas shook her head and smiled at him.

“Wait, how come I always get the blame? She could be lying!”

“Because it’s always your fault, Joe.” Kevin said matter-of-factly.

“Anyway, it’s almost five o’clock. I hope you’re ready, I’m taking you in half an hour.”

“What?!” Rachel cried, “Mom, I haven’t packed half my stuff yet!”

“Yeah you have, it’s right there!” Nick tapped a bright pink suitcase with his foot.

Rachel shook her head, “That’s just my shoes. I haven’t even picked out my outfits yet let alone my make-up!”

Joe rolled his eyes, “We’re gonna be so late!”

“Mom!” Rachel whined.

She smiled, “Leave your sister alone. Come on I’ll help you!” The two of them hurried off upstairs and the four brothers fell back into the couch.

“But honestly, how much does she need?” Joe continued shaking his head.

“I didn’t know she had that many shoes,” Nick grinned.

“Just because you guys only have like one pair of socks doesn’t mean the rest of the world can’t own more!”

“Kevin, I have 82 pairs of socks actually.” Joe folded his arms.

Nick laughed, “You actually count your socks?!”

“Any normal person does!” Joe retorted.

There were three loud bangs from upstairs and they raised their heads to look up at the quivering ceiling.

“Guys?!” Rachel called, “A little help here?!”

They clambered off of the sofa, sighing and headed upstairs. They stood in the doorway smirking.

“What?!” Rachel asked.

“Rachel, we’re going for three weeks, not three years!” Kevin laughed.

She poked her tongue out at him and handed a case to them each.

“What have you got in here?!” Nick cried as he tried to lift her third case.

“Oh just some belts and some jewellery, and my make-up box, oh and that necklace stand!”

Nick turned to her and his mouth dropped open, “I will never undestand you girls!”

Rachel smiled as she squeezed past them, “If you don’t understand them, you’ll never get a date with one!”

“What can I carry?” Frankie moaned.

“Here,” his mom handed him Rachel’s furry teddy bear. “She wants him on the flight.”

“Are you serious?!” Joe rolled his eyes.

“Be careful going down the stairs!” Mrs. Jonas called as Kevin wobbled slightly.

“Yeah, if you drop them I’ll kill you! There’s fragile things in there!” Rachel called as she reached the bottom of the stairs.

“That’s if we don’t die from being crushed under these things!” Joe called.

They placed the suitcases in the hallway and Kevin glanced up at the big clock.

“Ok, let’s get going!” Mrs. Jonas grabbed her keys and opened the door.

“Wait, I haven’t dried my hair!”

“Just hand your head out of the window for a while, it works for me!” Joe laughed as Rachel rolled her eyes and pushed past him.

As Kevin placed the last case into the car, Joe slammed the boot shut.

“Ready?” Mrs. Jonas asked as Frankie clambered into the back with Joe.

“Yep!” Joe called form the back. There were six clicks as their seatbelts clicked into place. Rachel began brushing her now only slightly damp hair.

Mrs. Jonas started the car and they began driving down the road. It was only just beginning to get light and a few other cars were on the road.

“Uh, what do you put on your hair Rachel? It’s smells sickly sweet!” Joe asked pulling a disgusted face and covering his nose.

“Uh, shampoo and conditioner, duh! What do you put on yours?” She turned round to face him. Extending her hand she flicked the side of his hair. It was stuck out like some sort of chinese fan. It stayed in the same place. She frowned and Joe grinned, “Wax.”

“Uh, you know wax is really bad for your hair, Joe. It doesn’t need wax anyway it’s greasy enough!”

Nick laughed, “Yeah, the ladies like natural soft curls, Joe. Not waxy spikes!” Nick turned round and grinned at him.

“Seriosuly Nick, nobody likes your hair!” Joe leant fowards and ruffled Nick’s curls.

“Hey!” Nick pulled back and rearanged his hair.

“It looks like a wig!” Joe laughed.

“Well at least I don’t have girly hair!”

“Hey, Nick, trust me, no girl would do their hair like that!” Rachel laughed as she slapped him a high five.

“Who cares about hair anyways?” Frankie asked stretching.

“Aren’t you asleep yet?” Joe laughed.

“Why? Should I be? I’m not a baby anymore Joe!”

“Sure you are! You three are the little babies of the family!” Joe grinend as he looked up at Nick and Rachel. Rachel turned around and hit him on the head with the bear.

“I’m no baby, Joe!” Nick complained.

“Yeah, you’re the baby Joe!” Frankie whined.

“Hey! Just because I’m still immature doesn’t make me a baby! I have hair on my chest which makes me a man!”

“Yeah, whatever!” Nick rolled his eyes.

“Aww, don’t worry Nicky, I’m sure you’ll grow some normal hair someday!” He ruffled Nicks curls again and Nick turned threatening to hit him.

“Guys, why don’t you get some sleep, we’ve got a long ride ahead of us and I’ve already got a head-ache from you arguing!” Kevin turned round and sighed.

For the next few hours nobody spoke and when Kevin turned round to check, they were all asleep…

*She smiled and then left. But it wasn’t Joe he was worried about…*

*Nick was rummaging through the rucksack that Denise had borught for them. He pulled out a clean shirt and removed the navy jacket*

Nick: Hey Kevin, want a change of clothes?

*Kevin ignored him. He was in his on dream world and Nick knew it was best not to disturb him. He put the rucksack on the floor and sat down next to Kevin*

*Several hours later Nick awoke and gazed at Kevin. Kevin was staring blankly at the empty bed, deep in thought*

Nick: Hey, Kev?

*Kevin blinked at the sound of his vocie but didn’t move*

Kevin: Hmm?

Nick: I’m going to get a drink, want one?

*Kevin shook his head then finally switched his eyes and focussed on Nick*

Kevin: No thanks.

*Nick got up and headed for the door*

Kevin: Uh, Nick?

Nick: Yeah?

Kevin: Diet coke only, ok?

*Nick grinned at him*

Nick: Gotcha!

*Kevin returned to staring at the empty bed when Nick suddenly scooted back into the room slamming the door. Kevin looked up shocked. Nick’s hair was messed up and his shirt was uneven*

*Kevin looked at him questioningly*

Nick: *Panting* Fans!

Kevin: Here?

*Nick nodded*

Kevin: Where are we anyways?

Nick: I have absolutely no idea but they know we’re here!

Kevin: The press must have caught on about the plane crash.

Nick: What are we going to tell them about Joe?

Kevin: The truth.

Nick: They’ll be all over him with questions when he gets out.

Kevin: They’ll find out sooner or later. We have to tell them the truth, they look up to us. We told them about your diabetes.

Nick: I guess. What do we do now? We’re never going to get out, they’re all in the corridor with cameras!

Kevin: We could call Big Rob?

Nick: Yeah…gimme your mobile then, I’ll call him.

*Kevin placed his hand in his pocket then looked back up at Nick*

Kevin: I must have lost it in the sea!

*Kevin groaned*

Kevin: I had all Joe’s songs written on there!

Nick: There’s a payphone outside…if you wanna take the risk of getting bombarded with questions?

Kevin: Well they know reporters aren’t allowed in the actual patients room so you’ve got no worry about them racing inside. I’ll go and see if I can find a doctors office or something and give him a call in peace.

Nick: Be careful, they’re viscious.

*Nick did the top button on his shirt back up*

*Kevin opened the door. Screams, clicks and questions filled the corridor as he closed the door behind him*

Reporter#1: Kevin! Kevin what are you doing in hospital?!

Reporter#2: Kevin! Could you tell us about the crash?

Reporter#3: Kevin! Is someone injured!

Reporter#4: Is it true about Joe being dead?

*The questions buzzed around Kevin as he held up his hand and pushed his way through the crowd*

Claire: Kevin! I’m sorry, I tried to keep them out, I’ve called security, they’ll be here soon!

Kevin: It’s ok. Look, I need to make a phone call. In private.

Claire: Of course.

*Claire led him to an office. It was empty. She pulled the blinds down and pointed to the phone. Take as long as you need. She smiled and then left*

*Kevin picked up the phone and then dialled Rob’s number. He could hear the fans and reporters banging on the glass outside. Then he heard the security telling them to back up. The phone was ringing*

Big Rob: Hello, Big Rob here.

Kevin: Rob, it’s me!

Big Rob: Kevin!? Oh man I’ve been trying to contact you! I phoned Denise and she told me where you were. I’m on my way now. Are you all ok?

Kevin: We’ve been better! Look the reporters have found us, how should we handle it? Has mom told you about dad?

Big Rob: Yes. I’m so sorry Kevin. Look just wait with your brothers somewhere until I get there. I’ll take you back and then we’ll sort out our story, ok?

Kevin: Yeah, thanks Rob, you’re the best!

Big Rob: I’ve got your backs, Kevin!

*Kevin hung up the phone and then taking a deep breath, he exited the office. The security guards formed a line along the corridor, preventing the reporters from disturbing Kevin. He walked briskly back to Joe’s room*

*Nick jumped as he opened the door*

Kevin: It’s just me.

Nick: I thought you were a crazy fan!

Kevin: He’s on his way. Mom’s told him everything.

Nick: They’re gonna see Joe being wheeled out from surgery, what are we gonna do?

Kevin: I’ll get Rob to talk with the security guards. They’ll probably lock them out of the hospital or at least put some kind of blinds or boards in the corridor.

Nick: All we wanted was a normal vaccation and we end up in hospital…

Kevin: I know.

*Claire opened the door and closed it tightly behind her*

Claire: They’ve moved them all to the waiting room. Don’t worry we won’t tell them anything you don’t want us to.

Kevin: Thanks. I guess we kinda owe you.

Claire: No, it’s fine. I understand you’re having a hard time. Besides, it’s patients confidentiality.

Nick: Still, so many people would brake that and spill the news. I mean then they’d be practically famous and rich for sharing the truth!

Claire: Yeah, well…like I said you’ve gone through a hard time and I know how difficult those people can be!

*Kevin and Nick laughed*

Kevin: How’s Joe doing?

Claire: He’s still doing great. He should be out of surgery soon.

Nick: Great!

Claire: Give me a shout if you need anything, won’t you?

Kevin: Yeah, thanks!

Claire: No problem.

*She left the brothers in silence once more*

Kevin: I don’t recognise that shirt, Nick.

Nick: Me either, it must be new.

Kevin: I’m gonna change now, my clothes are still damp.

Nick: Ok.

*Kevin took the bag of clothes and went into the small bathroom. Nick grabbed the remote and switched the TV on*

Nick: Are you serious?!

Kevin: What?

Nick: We’re on the news!

Kevin: We are?!

*Kevin quickly opened the door and poked his head out. Sure enough the TV reporter was talking about them. There were pictures of them leaving in their private jet and then pictures of Kevin at the hospital*

Kevin: No way! That’s not possible, I only went out there like an hour ago! They can’t get it world-wide that fast! Can they?

Nick: I guess…wait…it’s mom…

*Kevin looked up suddenly*

Kevin: Wait, that was in the waiting room…someone was filming us!

Reporter: It appears Mr.Jonas is now in a coma as was overheard. The Jonas brothers are completely deverstated about their father who may never awake.

*Nick looked at Kevin in horror*

Nick: They know about dad!

*Kevin continued staring at the TV, videos of himself and Nick trying to cover their faces. Why couldn’t people leave them alone?*

Nick: What’s the betting Joe finds out before he even wakes up?

Kevin: We’ll have to keep them quiet for a while. Keep Joe from going out to often. If he doesn’t hear it from us, he’ll feel even worse.

Nick: Yeah.

*Claire entered and held open the door. Two nurses wheeled Joe back in on his bed and Nick hurriedly fumbled for the remote. He pressed the off switch and sighed in relief*

*The two nurses left and Claire began pushing a needle into Joe’s hand*

*Nick walked over to him*

Nick: He won’t have like really big scars, will he?

*Claire smiled*

Claire: I’m afraid he might.

*Claire pulled back the top half of the sheets and revealed Joe’s chest. There was a large red cut which was neatly stitched*

Kevin: Nothing Joe can’t cover up no doubt.

*Nick winced*

Nick: Will it hurt when he wakes up?

Claire: His chest will feel a bit tight and he might feel a little out of breath. If he takes it easy and has a few painkillers he’ll be fine.

Kevin: Thanks for taking care of him.

*He flashed her a greateful smile. She smiled back and opened the door. Big Rob was standing there, about to knock*

Claire: I’m sorry, family only sir.

Kevin: No, Claire, he’s with us.

Claire: Oh, in that case. I’m Claire!

*Big Rob shook her hand and she let him in*

Big Rob: Big Rob, the boys’ bodyguard.

Claire: I can tell!

*She laughed as she looked at the size of the towering figure. She left and Kevin ran over to Rob*

*Big Rob held his arms open and Kevin and Nick hugged him*

Nick: Boy have we missed you!

Big Rob: I’ve missed you guys so much! You really had me worried when I couldn’t get through on your phones!

Kevin: Yeah…about that…

*Kevin scratched his head*

Kevin: I think our mobiles are at the bottom of the ocean.

Big Rob: Huh? You went swiming?

*Nick laughed*

Nick: No, we crashed in the sea.

*Big Rob looked shocked*

Big Rob: And you’re still alive! Wait-where’s your brother?

*Kevin moved sideways to let Big Rob past. He hurried over to Joe and seeing the huge cut he screwed up his face*

Big Rob: That’s gonna leave a mark…

Kevin: Rob, about dad…

Big Rob: I heard. I’m so sorry about the accident, it happens to the best people in life.

Nick: The press know…

*Big Rob gazed at them in disbelief*

Big Rob: I told you not to anything until I got here!

Kevin: They filmed me and mom in the waiting room. They got the whole thing…

Big Rob: Oh dear God, what about Joe?

Nick: That’s what we were worried about. As soon as he gets out, they’ll be all over him and he can’t find out yet-he’s not strong enough to handle the news.

*Big Rob’s mobile suddenly rings*

Big Rob: Hello? Denise? Wait-slow down…what? Ok, yes I’m here, Joe’s fine. Are you serious? Ok, I’ll call someone. Don’t panic. Yeah. Ok…I guess I could. No problem. Stay safe. Bye.

Kevin: Is mom ok?

Big Rob: Apparently she’s surrounded.

Nick: Oh no, they’re not at the house are they?!

*Big Rob nodded*

Big Rob: Reporters are trying to break in. She’s got your other bodyguards there and she’s called the police but…

Nick: What?

Big Rob: Frankie knows…

Kevin: She said she was going to tell him though…

Big Rob: Frankie’s run away.

Kevin: What!? No, why?!

Big Rob: He thinks its his fault about your father. Don’t worry about him, the police are already looking for him, I’ll call one of the best detectives and we’ll find him. He’ll be fine.

Nick: Oh my God. Our life is falling appart Kev.

*Nick looked at him waiting for him to say it would be ok. But he remained silent*

Big Rob: Your mother doesn’t want you coming home. She says it’s too dangerous for Joe and your father needs her. She asked me to take you some place for a while, so she can recover.

Kevin: What are we going to tell Joe?!

Big Rob: Don’t worry, I’ll handle it. You two just rest, Big Rob’s got your backs…

To be continued…

-Where’s Frankie?

-Will Denise be ok?

-How will Joe take the news?

-Where will Big Rob take them?

Kevin: Yeah, we do. What’s up?

*Nick sat up and Kevin walked towards her*

Claire: I’m afraid he’s dead…

*Nick climbed off the bed*

Nick: W-what? Dead?

Kevin: But he can’t be! He only got shot in the shoulder, we got the bullet out!

Claire: Please come with me.

*Joe tried to sit up*

Joe: Guys! Guys, don’t leave me on my own, I hate hospitals!

Kevin: Not now Joe!

*The three of them left Joe on his own, wide-eyed*

Darcy: *Crying* Oh Kevin! Nick!

*She ran up to them and hugged them tight. They hugged her back*

Kevin: *Whispering* I don’t understand, what happened?

*Darcy shook her head, biting her lip as a tear rolled down her cheek*

Darcy: I don’t know. They told me he’d taken a blow to the head, after that he’d dislodged something and caused brain damage.

Nick: I can’t believe it…

Darcy: Look, I’m going back to Florida. My mom needs to know about Max. Good luck with Joe and I’m sorry about everything we put you through!

*Kevin hugged her again*

Kevin: I’m so sorry about Max. You’ve got nothing to appologize for, good luck and I hope we see you again.

Darcy: Well Nick, I guess its goodbye?

*Nick nodded then hugged her too*

Nick: I’m sorry about Max.

Darcy: I’m sorry about Joe.

*Nick laughed*

Nick: He’ll be fine.

*Darcy managed to force a smile and than ran crying, out of the hospital*

Nick: Wow…that was so sudden.

Kevin: I know.

Nick: I can’t believe it.

Kevin: I guess it makes us realise how lucky we are to still have eachother. Come on let’s go check on Joe.

*They returned to the room and sat on the edge of Joe’s bed*

*Kevin explained to Joe*

Joe: He’s dead?

*Nick nodded slowly and Joe shuddered*

Joe: Kevin I don’t like this hospital, I want to go home!

*Joe sat up and tried to rip the tubes and needles from himself*

Nick: Stop it Joe!

*Kevin and Joe stared at Nick, they weren’t used to his snappy tone*

*Nick stared at the ground*

Nick: I’m-I’m sorry Joe. I just don’t want to loose you…

*Kevin placed his hand on Nick’s head and pulled him into his chest*

Kevin: Joe’s not going anywhere.

*Claire entered*

Claire: Sorry guys, you need to leave noe, Joe needs to rest.

Joe: I don’t want to be on my own!

*Kevin smiled at him*

Kevin: We won’t go far, Joe.

*Kevin and Nick headed for the waiting room. It was almost empty and Kevin and Nick had nothing more to say. The silence was so boring that they slowly drifted into a deep sleep*

*The next morning Kevin awoke to find Nick gone. His heart began to race. He stood up and began jogging down the empty corridor*

Kevin: Nick!?

Nick: Kevin! In here, want some breakfast?

*Nick was sitting in the cafeteria gulping down a can of coke*

Kevin: You watch your sugar level, Nicholas.

Nick: Yeah, yeah. They had no diet coke.

Kevin: And you’re not having anymore either. Go get a water!

*Kevin took the coke from him and Nick rolled his eyes*

*After their refreshments, they returned to the waiting room and sat staring blankly at the wall*

*Slowly more people began to pour in through the double doors*

*Suddenly Denise rushed through the doors with Frankie*

Denise: Nicholas! Kevin! My boys!

Kevin & Nick: Mom!

*They jumped up and ran to meet their mom. They all hugged and Denise kissed their heads*

Frankie: I’m here too!

Nick & Kevin: Frankster!

*Kevin ran to sweep his little brother up in his arms and Nick ruffled his hair*

Denise: What’s happening, what’s wrong with you Nick?

Nick: It’s not me mom.

*Denise looked confused*

Kevin: It’s Joe. Didn’t they tell you?

Denise: No. I just asumed it was Nick and his diabetes.

*Denise turned to Kevin*

Denise: What has that clumsy boy done this time?

Nick: Actually, it wasn’t Joe’s fault.

Kevin: It wasn’t anyone’s fault.

Denise: Really?

*She raised her eyebrowes*

*A nurse came down the corridor and asked her a few questions*

Denise: You boys stay here with Frankie, I won’t be long.

Frankie: But I wanna see Joe!

Kevin: You’ll see him soon Frankie.

*Kevin and Nick sat back down and Kevin pulled him onto his lap*

*The nurse took Denise down the corridor, they turned a corner then disappeared*

Nick: It’s strange how they didn’t tell mom about Joe. I mean it was pretty serious.

*Kevin nodded*

Kevin: Yeah, I know. Wierd.

Nick: She seems odd don’t you think? Mom’s acting real wierd around Joe. I mean normally she’d be really happy to see him. She didn’t even smile…

*Kevin looked at Nick and shook his head, pointing towards Frankie*

Kevin: Not now, Nick.

*Denise hurried down the corridor and grabbed Frankie’s hand*

Denise: Come on boys, we’re going back to Florida!

*Standing up Kevin and Nick looked at eachother*

Kevin: What about Joe?

Denise: He’s having the operation today, he’ll join us in a few weeks.

Nick: Mom, we can’t leave him on his own, he hates hospitals.

*Denise sighed*

Denise: Nick, take Frankie to get a chocolate.

*She handed him some money*

Nick: Why me?

Kevin: Just go Nick.

*Kevin nudged him with his elbow*

*Sighing Nick took Frankie’s hand and led him to the cafetiria*

Kevin: What’s going on mom? Why are you acting like this?!

Denise: Sit down Kevin.

Kevin: It’s not Joe’s fault.

Denise: I know, I know.

Kevin: Has he done something to upset you?

*Denise smiled and shook her head. She looked like she was about to cry*

*Kevin held her hand in his*

Kevin: What is it?

Denise: It’s your father. He’s been in an accident.

Kevin: What? Is he ok?!

Denise: He’s in a coma.

Kevin: He’ll be alright though, he’ll wake up?

*Denise shrugged and began crying softly*

Denise: They don’t think so.

*Kevin slid his hands away and placed his head in his hands*

*Denise rested her hand on his back*

Kevin: I can’t believe it. Everyone around us is getting injured or dying.

Denise: It’s not your fault, Kev.

Kevin: But why were you acting that way with Joe?

Denise: Well I guess Joe just reminds me too much of your father.

Kevin: We haven’t seen him for six years, mom.

Denise: You haven’t.

*Kevin looked up*

Kevin: You mean, when you went to visit his mom, you really went to see him?

*Denise nodded*

Denise: I was hoping to get back with him. Frankie didn’t like only seeing his dad once a week.

Kevin: So he looks like Joe now?

*Denise nodded again*

Denise: Almost a spitting image. Everything else about him too, he’s hilarious, doing stupid and dangerous tricks just like Joe. Even his words, he speaks like he’s Joe’s twin. That’s why I have to go back to Florida. Everytime I look at Joe now, I’m going to see your father there instead.

Kevin: Have you told Frankie?

Denise: No. I’m not telling him until we get back home. I haven’t told Joe either. I don’t want to upset him before his operation.

Kevin: I should wait until he’s back in Florida too.

*Denise nodded and wiped her eyes as she saw Nick and Frankie heading back down the corridor. Frankie’s little face covered in chocolate*

Nick: What’s going on?

*Denise stood up, kissing Nick and then turned to Kevin*

Denise: I’m sorry I can’t stay with Joe. You can stay if you like.

*Kevin nodded*

Kevin: We’ll stay.

*Denise handed a rucksack to Kevin and then hugged and kissed him, taking Frankie’s hand she left*

*Kevin opened the bag and saw s apre change of clothes for all of them. Sitting back down Kevin placed his head in his hands again*

Nick: What’s going on?

*He sat down next to Kevin waiting for an answer. Kevin looked up at him. His eyes were red and swollen*

Kevin: Dad’s been in an accident.

Nick: What?!

Kevin: He’s in a coma. The doctors don’t think he’ll ever wake up.

*Nick stared at him in disbelief*

Nick: But that’s crazy! That kind of stuff only happens in movies!

*Kevin stared at the ground*

Nick: Is that why she was acting wierd with Joe?

*Kevin explained it all to Nick and the two of them sat in silence*

*Claire rushed down the corridor towards them*

Claire: Joe’s about to go in to surgery. He’s very distressed, can you see if you can calm him down?

*Kevin and Nick looked at eachother. How could they act calm when their dad was in a coma?*

Kevin: Sure.

*They follwoed Claire back into Joe’s room where Joe was kicking under the blankets, screaming and trying to get out of bed. Three more nurses were trying to pin him down*

*Kevin and Nick rushed over*

Kevin: Joe, calm down!

*Kevin wrapped his arms around him and gripped him firmly. He stopped thrashing around but continued shaking and crying*

Joe: *In tears* I’m scared…

Kevin: It’s gonna be fine, Joe. We’ll be right here when you come back out.

*A docor entered the room*

Doctor: We’re ready for him now.

*The nurses began to wheel him out of the room. Joe turned his head in panic*

Joe: Kevin!

Kevin: Joe, you’ll be fine. We’re not going anywhere.

*As they wheeled him off, Joe’s sobs could be heard, echoeing down the corridor*

Nick: I’ve never seen Joe cry like that before.

Kevin: Me neither. He was scared, I would be too.

Nick: How’s he going to react about dad? I mean he’ll recover and get back to being his old self and then BAM we hit him with the bad news. He’ll end up back in hospital.

Kevin: We’ll have to break it to him gently. When he’s fully recovered.

*They sat in the armchairs in the corner waiting*

Nick: How long do you suppose we’ll have to wait?

Kevin: It could be for the rest of the day. If it all goes well, maybe only a couple of hours.

Nick: It will all goe well, won’t it?

Kevin: It should do.

*Two hours later, Nick was asleep and snoring lightly*

*Kevin sat their planning on how and when they would tell Joe*

*Claire enteed the room smiling at Kevin and then looking at Nick*

Claire: Aww, poor thing. I bet you’re both exhausted after what your brother’s been through.

Kevin: Is he ok?

Claire: The operation it going great. Although Joe’s lost a lot of blood and it may take a while before he can go home.

Kevin: I don’t suppose you could order something for me, could you?

Claire: Sure, what is it you want?

Kevin: Um, Nick needs a new omnipod. He lost the last one.

Claire: Oh! I was expecting something like food. Sure no problem. Do you want any food, you look like you haven’t eaten for days.

*Kevin shook his head*

Kevin: I never eat when I’m anxious.

Claire: Joe will be fine, don’t worry.

*She smiled and then left. But it wasn’t Joe he was worried about…

To be continued…

-How will Joe take the news?

-Will this tear up their career?

-How’s Frankie going to react?

-Are they ever going to tell the fans?

Kevin: So what are we waiting for?

Maxwell: What do you suggest we do?

*Kevin turned to him angrily*

Kevin: Set fire to the trees, someone’s bound to see the smoke!

Darcy: That’s destroying nature.

Kevin: *Yelling* I don’t care! My brother is about to die and all you can think about is nature!

*Nick grabbed Kevins shoulder and turned him to face him*

Nick: Don’t worry Kev, we’ll figure something out.

Darcy: Fine then.

Kevin: What?

Darcy: Do it.

Kevin: Do what?

*Darcy picked up two candles and walked out of the ruins. She held the flame near to the tree branch and it caught fire. Realising what she was doing, Nick and Kevin quickly grabbed the lit candles and set fire to the rest of the trees. Soon the trees nearest to them were blazing orange. The roaring fire surrounding them*

Nick: It’s so hot!

*He wiped the sweat from his head*

Kevin: Don’t burn yourself Nick.

*Kevin said looking at Nick’s bare chest*

Nick: I won’t.

Kevin: Darcy, do you know if there are any other islands near here?

Darcy: None that I know of. Well…there’s one. A very small one but I don’t know if anyone even lives there.

Nick: What do we do now?

*They entered the dusty building again and collapsed against the wall exhausted*

Kevin: We wait.

Darcy: What if this place burns down?

Kevin: It won’t there’s no more wood between this building and the trees.

Nick: *Yawning* I hope you’re right.

*Soon they were all asleep*

*It was around three in the morning when Nick was awoken by the sound of a helicopter*

Nick: Kevin! Kevin! Guys wake-up!

Kevin: What is it?

*Darcy and Maxwell woke-ip rubbing their eyes*

Nick: Listen!

*They listened and then they heard the helicopter*

*Jumping up Kevin raced outside and began jumping up and down waving his arms around. Nick, Darcy and Maxwell coppied him*

*The helicopter circled several times and then seemed to hover as they spotted the movement*

*A loud voice boomed down from the helicopter*

Voice: Hold on, we’re lowering the safety rope, attach yourselves and we’ll pull you up!

Darcy: How are we getting Joe up?

Kevin: You go up first then Nick. Tell them we have an injured person with us.

*Darcy grabbed the rope and secured herself to it. Kevin gace the signal to pull her up and she was soon being pulled into the helicopter. They sent the rope down again and Kevin helped Nick attach himself. They pulled Nick up and once again sent the rope down*

Kevin: Go on Max, I’ll get Joe.

Maxwell: Are you sure? Can you manage?

Kevin: Yeah, it’s fine

*Maxwell attatched himself and Kevin hurried back towards the building. Smoke from the trees was filling the air and Kevin’s eyes were stinging. He coughed and tried to move the smoke from his face as he entered the hazed room. Joe was in the same position and had almost stopped breathing. Picking him up Kevin returned back to the helicopter and they sent down the rope again*

Voice: Attatch yourself and hold on to the injured person. We don’t have a safety bed.

*Kevin did as he was told and held tightly onto Joe as they were hauled up*

*Soon they were all in the helicopter and were being taken away from the island. Two paramedics strapped Joe to an emergency bed while Kevin sat on the seat with his arm around his younger brother*

*Once again they all fell asleep and woke up being gently shaken by the paramedics*

*Kevin and Nick opened their eyes*

Kevin: Joe!

*He leapt up followed by Nick and stared at the woman in panic*

Kevin: Where is he?!

Woman: He’s fine. We’ve taken him to an emergency room and he’s being treated now.

Nick: I want to see him!

*The woman smiled and nodded*

Woman: Of course, follow me.

*She led the brothers, Darcy and Maxwell out of the helicopter and towards a huge white building*

*The corridor split several times and they followed the woman down a path that looked exactly the same as the previous few*

Woman: Your brother should be fine, his breathing rate is still a little slow and he’ll need an operation to fix those ribs, but he’ll be fine.

Kevin: Oh thank you! Thank you so much!

*He flung his arms around the stranger. The woman smiled at him and patted him on the back*

Woman: You should go and get a coffee, you all look exhausted! Do you want me to call your parents?

*Kevin hesitated and looked at Nick. Nick nodded*

Nick: Joe would like that, thanks.

*The woman left the room. Kevin made his way over to Joe and sat down beside him*

Kevin: What are we going to do with you, Joe?

Nick: Hey, Kev? Do you want something?

Kevin: I’ll have a black coffee, thanks.

Nick: Sure.

*Nick then left the room followed by Darcy and Maxwell, leaving Kevin alone with Joe*

*Kevin placed his hand on top of Joe’s being careful not to knock the needle or any of the tubes*

*A nurse entered the room, her short blonde hair clipped back*

Nurse: Hello, you must be Kevin Jonas!

*She said enthusiastically, Kevin raised his head and shook her hand*

Nurse: I’m Claire.

*Claire gave him a friendly smile and Kevin couldn’t help but smile back*

Kevin: He will be ok, won’t he?

Claire: Oh he’ll be fine! A few stitches, scars and bruises…but overall he’ll be fine in no time!

Kevin: Can he hear us?

Claire: No, not yet. He was given some tablets to help him sleep and to ease the pain. I reckon he’ll be konked out for a few hours yet.

Kevin: So when’s his operation?

Claire: Oh, well we have to get parents permission first, so whenever they arrive.

Kevin: That could take a couple of days, can he live that long without the operation.

Claire: So long as he’s resting, and connected to all these tubes then yes.

*Kevin smirked and shook his head*

Claire: *Smiling* What?

Kevin: Trust me, as soon as Joe’s awake he’ll be out of his bed before you can say ‘Peanut butter and jelly’.

Claire: Peanut butter and jelly, eh? That’s interesting! Your brother won’t go anywhere if he knows what’s good for him!

Kevin: That’s the problem, he doesn’t!

*Nick returned sipping his coffee, then handed Kevin his*

Kevin: Thanks. Hey Nicky, this is Claire. Claire, this is my brother Nick.

Claire: Oh I know who he is, Kevin! Nice to meet you, is there anything else I can get any of you?

Nick: Oh, no thanks.

Claire: Well I’ll be just next door, call me if you need anything!

Kevin: Will do!

*Claire left the room then poked her head back around the door and grinned*

Claire: Oh, and try not to wake him, he needs his rest!

Nick: No problem.

*The two of them sat in silence sipping their coffee and listening to the even beeping of Joe’s machine*

Kevin: He’s gonna be alright. Joe’s a fighter, he’ll get through anything.

Nick: What about our holiday?

Kevin: There’s always next year!

Nick: *Laughing* I suppose

*Nick suddenly stopped laughing and frowned*

*Kevin looked at him*

Kevin: What’s wrong?

*Nick placed his hand just above his hip and felt for his omnipod. It was gone*

*He dropped his coffee on the floor and began to panic. His insulin shots were in his bag, which was on the plane, under the sea*

Kevin: Nick! Nick? What’s wrong?

*Kevin had put his coffee down and was kneeling down in front of Nick, staring up at him anxiously*

Nick: *Whispering* My insulin…

Kevin: Ok, calm down. When did you last have your omnipod?

Nick: On the plane…Kevin, I feel light-headed…and sick…

*Nick’s face suddenly turned pale and Kevin jumped up*

Kevin: Wait there!

*He raced out of the room to find a nurse. He came charging back in seconds later with Claire*

Kevin: He’s diabetic, he needs insulin!

Claire: Ok, get him onto the bed, I’ll be right back!

*Kevin helped Nick to his feet then into the bed next to Joe. Claire hurried back in carrying a box of needles and three pots of different fluid*

*Nick began whimpering and clutching his stomach. Beads of sweat rolled down his white face*

Kevin: It’s ok Nick, just take your shots and you’ll be fine!

*Kevin placed his hand on Nick’s curly-haired head and watched as Claire jabbed the needle into his upper arm. Nick squirmed and winced as she pushed the fluid into him*

Claire: Kevin, please hold Nick’s arms down! I’ve never seen anyone squirm so much!

*Kevin laughed as his brother pulled a face at the final jab*

Claire: All done! What a brave little soldier!

*She ruffled Nicks curls then took the boxes back out*

*Nick sighed and flopped his hair back over*

Kevin: *Mimicking* What a brave little soldier!

*Nick leant foward, grabbing the pillow from behind and threw it at Kevin*

Nick: Shut up!

Kevin: If you don’t act like an adult you’re not going to get treated like one!

*Nick poked his tongue out*

Nick: It’s not my fault the plane crashed and my omnipod fell off because I had to swim with you and Joe attatched to me!

Kevin: *Smirking* Yeah, I know. Thanks for that.

Nick: What are brothers for?

Kevin: This!

*Kevin picked the pillow up off the floor and hit Nick in the face*

Nick: Hey! Oh you’re so dead now!

*Nick leapt up and grabbed another pillow and the two of them began playfully hitting eachother and laughing*

*Joe began suddenly began groaning and Kevin realised how much noise they’d been making*

*They put the pillows down and stood either side of Joe*

*His eyes remained closed but he started moving slightly and moaning*

Nick: Is he ok?

Kevin: I don’t know.

Nick: Maybe he’s in pain.

Kevin: I’ll get the nurse!

*Kevin led Claire to Joe and she smiled*

Claire: That’s just the antidote wearing off. He can hear you and he’s trying to speak but he can’t.

Kevin: Oh…

Claire: Don’t worry he’s not in any pain, he’ll be fully awake soon but be gentle with him.

Kevin: Thanks.

Claire: No problem.

*She left them alone with Joe and Nick chuckled*

*Kevin glanced up at him*

Nick: Joe is a stinky butt! Joe is a stinky butt!

Kevin: Nick!

Nick: What? He can’t argue and he can’t slap me, come on Kev, this’ll be your one and only chance! Try it it’s fun! Joe is a stink butt, Joe is a stinky butt!

*Kevin laughed*

Kevin: Well at least say something that’s true, Nick. He doesn’t stink, he showers twice a day!

Nick: Ok then, Joe is a lazy, show-off, girl-freak butt! How about that?

Kevin: Joe is a lazy, show-off, girl-freak butt!

*Joe gave a sudden groan of complaint and the two brothers doubled up laughing*

*They repeated their words like a chant*

Kevin & Nick: Joe is a lazy, show-off, girl-freak butt! Joe is a lazy, show-off, girl-freak butt!

*Joe continued to moan and whine but he couldn’t get his words out*

*Kevin and Nick bent over clutching their stomachs as they laughed uncontrollably*

Kevin: You’re right this is fun! We should do it more often!

Nick: Heck yeah we should!

*Suddenly Joe began to stutter*

Joe: K-k-kevin?

*They stopped laughing and turned their attention to Joe*

Kevin: Joe! Dude you’re finally awake!

*Kevin went to hug him and then his eyelids flickered open and he glared at him. Kevin pulled back*

Joe: So I’m a lazy, show-off, girl-freak butt am I?

Nick: Chill, man we were just kidding.

*Kevin suddenly felt bad as he saw Joe’s angry expression*

Nick: Seriously Joe, you should have heard yourself!

*Nick began immitating Joe’s moans and whines of complaints*

Kevin: Stop it Nick.

Joe: And I thought we were the closest brothers in the world…

*Kevin looked down guiltily and even Nick stopped smiling*

Kevin: We are Joe-we’re still here for you aren’t we?

*Joe paused and then laughed to himself*

*Kevin saw the smile twitching at the corners of his mouth*

Kevin: What?

Joe: *Furiously* You two are so dead when I get out of here!

*Nick took a step backwards*

Joe: Nick! I’m kidding, I know you didn’t mean it! I guess you’re just getting me back for making all those creepy sounds in the night and making you believe it was the Boogeyman!

Nick: Yea-

*Nick laughed then paused*

Nick: Wait. What? You were the Boogeyman all this time?!

*Joe and Kevin cracked up laughing but Joe soon stopped*

Kevin: You ok buddy?

Joe: Yeah, it just hurts when I laugh, that’s all.

Nick: I’m not surprised with all them broken ribs and that punctured lung!

*Kevin shot him a warning look*

Nick: Not to mention that tooth you lost!

Joe: *Panic* Tooth?! What tooth?! Kevin you didn’t tell me I’d lost a tooth!

*Joe placed his hand inside his mouth and began feeling for the gap*

*Kevin removed Joe’s hand and smiled*

Kevin: Joe, that should be the least of you’re worries. You’ve got broken ribs and you’re worried about a missing tooth?!

Joe: Nobody’s going to see me ribs are they you dummy!?

Kevin: I should hope no one’s ever going to see the back of your mouth either!

*Joe pulled a sarcastic face*

Joe: No, I mean, it’s more obvious and it’ll never grow back!

Kevin: You can always get it filled in.

Nick: Yeah, at least a filling will take the fans minds off of your humongus scars!

Joe: What scars?!

*Joe shot Kevin a scared face*

Joe: Kevin, please tell me I don’t have any scars! I can’t ruin my handsome face!

Nick: *Muttering* Vein much?

Kevin: No, not on your face, Joe!

*Joe sighed in relief*

Nick: Unless they decide to open his head up and put a real brain in there!

Kevin: Nick! Shut up! Joe, you’re going to have scars from your operation.

*Joe’s face looked full of concern*

Joe: I don’t like operations, Kev. They kill people!

Kevin: Joe, calm down, there’s one in a million chance that you’ll die during the operation!

Joe: Yeah? And what if I’m that unlucky one?!

*Nick rolled his eyes*

Nick: You won’t be!

Kevin: They have to fix you ribs and repair you lung, that’s all!

Joe: Kevin you say it like its a math question! It’s not that simple! They might over-gas me and put me to sleep for life! They might not give me enough gas and the pain will kill me. They might cut the wrong thing. They might-

Nick: Ok, ok we get it! There’s a strong possibility you might die!

*Kevin smacked the back of Nick’s head*

Nick: Oww!

Kevin: Nick, for once, think how Joe feels ok?

Nick: Alright! Jeez Kevin why’d you always pick on me?!

*Nick returned to the other bed, drawing the curtain inbetween and sulking*

Kevin: Look, Joe. I promised you we’d all get of the plane alive didn’t I?

Joe: Yeah…

Kevin: And we did. So do you trust me when I say you’re gonna be fine?

Joe: I guess…

Kevin: Good. Mom’s on her way, I’m sure you’ll soon be getting one-on-one attention like you’ve always wanted.

*Kevin smiled and Joe smiled back weakly*

*Claire returned suddenly and paused in the doorway*

Claire: Um, do you guys know Maxwell? A woman called Darcy claims you do.

Kevin: Yeah, we do. What’s up?

*Nick sat up and Kevin walked towards her*

Claire: I’m afraid he’s dead…

To be continued…

-What will Denise say when she sees Joe’s state?

-Will Joe be ok?

-Is Nick ever going to become responsible?

-What happed to Maxwell?