A/N: Okay, so first off I want to say, I think this is the last chapter I'm gonna do. It's not the end of the story or anything- I did have ideas for the rest of the story (which I can tell you if you want), but for personal reasons, I'm not going to write any more.

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And without further ado, the chapter:

Tadashi lay in bed, holding his little brother, thinking back on that day when Hiro had come home beat up and crying. He had near forgotten about that incident. Before that day, Tadashi had known that Hiro had been going through some bullying, and he thought he had been doing everything he could to help, but apparently it was much worse than he'd thought. To have Hiro say such things about himself- did he really feel that worthless?

When Hiro had woken up later on that day, Tadashi had helped him wrap his ankle finally, put some ice on it, and prop it up on a pillow. Hiro hadn't been happy with Tadashi's orders to stay off of it for at least a week, but luckily Hiro had an old pair of crutches that still fit him- one of the benefits of having hardly grown at all since he was ten.

Tadashi eventually got the story of what had happened that day out of Hiro, though he still suspected his brother had spared him some details.

Apparently Hiro had discovered that a kid he had been hanging out with for about a month had only been friendly so that Hiro could help him with a tough assignment. Tadashi remembered Hiro talking enthusiastically about his new friend- one who was even willing to hang out with him outside of school hours. It turned out the boy had been failing the class, and sucking up to Hiro seemed to be one of the only ways to improve his grade. Hiro had not only helped him with the final project that was due that month, but with numerous other homework assignments. And as soon as the boy didn't need Hiro anymore, he had turned on him, and that had hurt much worse than the beating Hiro had received that day at the hands of him and some of his friends.

Tadashi sighed and combed his fingers through his little brother's hair. He was so glad Hiro had finally agreed to go to college- where not everyone seemed to be jerks- and had met some real friends there. Granted, they had been Tadashi's friends first, but they loved Hiro almost as much as Tadashi did, and that was saying something.

Tadashi glanced at the clock again. It was after 10 now and he should probably get up. Moving slowly and carefully, he extracted himself from underneath his brother, planting a kiss on his forehead when Hiro shifted and mumbled something in his sleep.

Tadashi went downstairs and got a bowl of cereal for his breakfast, then heated up a can of soup to give Hiro when he woke up. Walking back up the stairs with a bowl in each hand, Tadashi carefully set Hiro's bowl on his desk and then walked around the bed to look out the window as he took a spoonful of cereal. It was still snowing heavily. Everything was covered in nearly a foot of thick white powder, and the flakes rushing past the window showed no signs of letting up. Brow furrowed, Tadashi turned his back on the scene outside to observe his brother. Hiro didn't look any better than he had earlier, his breathing shallow and his skin clammy. He was shivering despite the thick blankets he lay under. It was more apparent than ever that Hiro needed to see a doctor, but that was going to be nearly impossible if this storm kept up for much longer.

Setting his cereal down, Tadashi walked forward and felt his brother's forehead. Hiro's fever had gone up. Worried, he turned to get the thermometer again, but was stopped by a weak voice behind him.

"Ta... Tadashi?"

Tadashi turned quickly back to his brother and knelt at Hiro's side. "Hiro? I'm sorry, did I wake you up?"

Hiro slowly shook his head on his pillow and then turned away to cough into his fist. It was a terrible, hacking cough that jerked his whole body.

"You don't sound so good," Tadashi said concernedly, running his fingers through his brother's hair as Hiro struggled to get his breath back. "Would you like me to get you a glass of water?"

Hiro nodded weakly and Tadashi jumped up to get it for him.

When Tadashi got back upstairs, glass in hand, Hiro was pushing himself into a sitting position with weak arms. Tadashi hurried forward to assist his brother and prop a pillow up behind him. Then he handed Hiro the glass, which Hiro drank from greedily.

When Hiro was finished, Tadashi spoke. "How are you feeling?"

Hiro shrugged weakly. "I'm all right. It's just a little cold. I'll be back to normal in no time." But his voice betrayed him. It was raspy and quiet, his breathing labored.

"You should know better than that." Tadashi raised an eyebrow. "I think I'd better let Baymax scan you and see what he says."

"No!" Hiro shot upright. "Come on, Tadashi! I'm fine! Seriously! It's just a cold-" He broke down in another fit of coughing.

"Yeah," Tadashi pursed his lips in slight amusement at his brother, turning toward his side of the room. "Baymax, ow."

Pneumonia.

Hiro had bacterial pneumonia.

What am I gonna do Hiro needs antibiotics and Aunt Cass is gone and I can't get to the doctor and Baymax doesn't have what Hiro needs and what if Hiro can't breathe I don't have the equipment what if the snow lasts too long what if his fever gets too high what if what if what if-

"Tadashi." Hiro's voice was firm despite the sickness ravaging his lungs. "Stop panicking."

"What?" Tadashi stared at his brother in surprise, shocked out of his mental rant. "I- I'm not panicking."

"Yes you are, I can see it, now calm down. I'll be fine. So it's pneumonia, so what? Baymax will take care of me and I'll be better in no time."

"Recovery time for pneumonia," Baymax held up a finger, "can be between one week and two months. I would advise resting and drinking plenty of fluids. Bacterial pneumonia also requires antibiotics. I would advise visiting a doctor as soon as possible."

"See, Hiro?" Tadashi gestured at the robot. "You need to see a doctor. Baymax doesn't have antibiotics. We need a prescription, but we can't even get to the pharmacy a few blocks away, much less to the hospital." Tadashi was pacing agitatedly. He made his way over to the window and looked out, leaning on his knuckles on the windowsill. "All this snow... They won't plow until it stops, but who knows how long that'll take?"

"Tadashi." Hiro's voice made its way once again to Tadashi's ears and he turned to look at his younger brother. "Breathe." Hiro swept his hand up and down as he inhaled and exhaled in example.

Tadashi stared for a second and then gave a chuckle, which quickly turned into a full-on laugh. Hiro just deadpan raised an eyebrow, the corner of his mouth quirking upward.

"Oh," Tadashi chuckled, scrubbing a hand over his face. "Sorry, Hiro. I guess I got a bit carried away."

"Yeah," Hiro nodded. "It's not often I have to calm you down."

Tadashi shook his head, still chuckling, and ruffled his brother's hair. "But I am a little worried about getting you to the hospital. Maybe we should watch the news and see what they say about the snow..." Tadashi wandered off, once again distracted, and Hiro rolled his eyes and shrugged at Baymax. Baymax blinked in what could have been amusement.

A/N: Once again, thanks so much for reading this! Sorry it's a little short and sorry I won't be writing any more, but I can tell y'all my general outline for the rest of the story if you want - just review! If anyone really wants to pick up my story or use any of my ideas, you can, just let me know.

Please review and tell me what you think, what you liked and didn't like, and what I could change to make it better. Also if you're interested in hearing my vague plans for the rest of the story.

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