After hours of lying in his bed, trying to at least wrap his mind around the fact that he was losing it, he fell asleep. It seemed like a few minutes had past when his body woke him up with the urgency to use the restroom. When he got back from the restroom he glanced at his clock. It read 7:04 o'clock. He had fallen asleep at 4:00. No wander he was so hungry he hadn't eaten lunch. He walked down the stairs slowly and taking a moment to stretch on the last step. He hoped the family hadn't already eaten dinner or at least he hoped they had saved him some.

"Well good morning," he heard a voice call from the kitchen. Nora was busy making something. Derek paused, he repeated "Good morning." But it was more of a question. He looked out a window, it was bright outside. So apparently he had slept through lunch and dinner.

"You were asleep for a long time. I beat your really hungry." Nora said.

"Starved," Derek replied. Nora came out with a plate of bacon. She put a few pieces on his plate. Derek stomached turned.

"Um, I don't think I want bacon." He said getting up to look for something else to eat.

"Okay?" Derek never chose something else over bacon. He looked through the pantry and then the refrigerator, everything made his stomach clench tighter.

"Uh, never mind. I'm not that hungry I'll just go take a shower." He started to head for the stairs.

"Derek, you really need to eat something-"

"Nora! I will eat later." He grabbed the banister on the stairs. A light ringing rung through his ears and the corners of his vision when out of focus, he could still hear Nora yelling at him.

"Shut up!" he yelled as he began to climb the stairs. Derek only made it up the first two before the ringing got louder. When he was on the fifth his vision when into a blur, on the sixth step dizziness kicked in and as his foot landed on the seventh all he could do from falling was grab the banister. But that didn't help, he could tell something was wrong but he couldn't see what was happening. When he hit the floor all he could concentrate on was not throwing up on Nora shoes, but he did it anyway. He collapsed on the cold, dirty floor with Nora screaming for help above him. That was the last thing he was positive that happened. Everything else he couldn't say was real. After a while the pain kicked in, but he couldn't tell anyone how bad he hurt. His head hurt the worst, all the bright lights and the yelling didn't help either. The only thing he could hope for now was to black out and not have to listen to them yell.

Minutes later, or what felt like minutes, Derek woke up from what seemed like a very painful dream. As he opened his eyes he realized where he was. Again.

"Damn it" he whispered under his breath as he closed his eyes tightly shut again. Derek hear a slight movement and prayed that whoever was in the room had not heard him, he wanted to pretend he was asleep a little longer while he figured out what had happened. He took in a deep breath and 'felt' all over his body. Nothing seemed to be broken, however; his head was killing him, which he expected, and his butt felt like it suffered from a horrible bruise, again, also expected. He had taken a wickedly bad fall, a fall that he barely remember, to be honest. Derek heard another movement that caused him to remember that he was in a hospital, once more, and that no matter how long he took to wake up, his medical problem would still be there. He cringed a little when he thought of having to listen to people talk about his problem and what he couldn't do anymore because of his condition; which, at the moment was getting very annoying. Why couldn't he have a normal case of the flu or even the chickenpox? Not this horribly stupid disease that he didn't know much about.

He heard a door open and close and he figured it was time to 'wake up'. Derek opened his eyes hoping to see a room full of flowers, 'get well' cards, and balloons, and he did, just not as many as he thought he would. He looked around the room for a person and saw Nora reading a book silently in the corner by the television. Derek pushed the buzzer on the side of the bed that called the nurse, and watched as Nora jumped about two inches in the air.

"Oh Derek,! You're awake!" she exclaimed, far too excited for his taste.

"Yes, and I have an exploding migraine, and a bladder full of pee, so if you wouldn't mind helping me up." He saying just as the nurse walked in. The nurse, whose name tag told him that her name was Carol, helped him very carefully to the bathroom, while Nora stepped outside to call the family and tell them that Derek had finally woken up. After the bathroom break he began to beg the nurse to give him some more drugs for his head, and she promised him that in an hour and a half he could have some more pain killers.

Nora came back in with a huge smile on her face.

"So how do you feel?" she question.

"That was a very, very stupid question." Derek shot back as he closed his eyes wishing he could sleep forever.

"It's Monday." Nora said softly. Derek didn't reply, what was he supposed to say?

"November 10." She continued. Again Derek stayed quite.

"Edwin's Birthday" she finished. Derek's eyes shot open. A thousand thoughts ran through his head, one screamed the loudest; he was the worst brother in the history of brothers. The guilt from years of 'forgetting' to buy his brother a present was coming back the bite him in the butt and the biting dog made sure to bite him on his freshly new bruise.

Super sorry for such a long wait!!!! I just didnt have the time to write anything. Tell me what you think. THanks~