Freddie felt hopeless sat in the hospital waiting room. He considered phoning the twins, or picking them up from three friends house but he knew they'd be safe there, he hoped they'd be safe there, so he didn't bother. His thoughts were interrupted when a doctor came into the room.

"Hello, are you Freddie Roscoe?"

"Yeah, erm that's me."

"Your brother has a concussion, but other than that it's just a few cuts and bruises, nothing to worry about. You can go see him if you like."

"Yeah, okay"

"Just go straight through." The doctor told him.

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"Hey, you awake?" He asked as he entered the room.

"Yeah, I am." Ziggy replied

"I'm sorry zig-"

"For what?"

"I was supposed to be looking our for you, I promised mum-"

"Freds." Ziggy interrupted. "It wasn't your fault, i can protect myself."

"Yeah, obviously doing such a great job." Freddie laughed.

"Oi, if I wasn't in this bed id punch you." Ziggy said making punching movements with his hands.

"Zig?" Freddie said after a long pause.

"Yeah?"

"What happened? Did you get a good look of the person?"

"Freddie." Ziggy breathed. "I know it was bob or whatever he's called."

"What?how?"

"I saw him, and heard him, he's got a very distinct voice."

"I owed him some money." Freddie looked down. "I knew he'd come for me, or Lindsey or even Jason and Robbie, I thought you and joe would be safe, I'm sorry."

"It's fine freds, you could have told me though"

"I know, but I'm gonna get him, and I'm gunna kill him."

"No- I don't want him coming back here." Ziggy sat up. "Just pay him and let him go, please."

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