Hi! Sorry, I took so long but my life has been a bit chaotic lately, even though I know there are lot of poeple reading this or that agree with this story but honestly is JUST a story and I seriously love Amy and Signe and I wish them both the best that llife has to offer

Also! Shout out to lholl37, who I appreciate a lot! I didn't think you were still coming back for this crappy story yet here you are! Thanks!

My life is still a bit chaotic and there's not guarantee I'll upload weekly but I will try my hardest to.

On with the story!

I felt Jack going numb in my arms and falling backwards, I manage to held my ground before we could both fell to the ground, I heard a few fans screaming in horror as Jack head fell backwards numbly and his legs give up on him, I hold him tightly as one of our bodyguards came forward to us, talking on the radio, "Send some paramedics to our locations, we have a fainted person here, not known causes." She said before rushing to us, "Does he have any conditions?" She asked looking at Jack, I was looking at him too, he was pale and his lips were losing their color and he was sweating and shaking a lot, I look at the crowd of worry people and asked the guard to kept an eye on Jack while I do something, I climb on the table and wave my hands to call their attention while most of them shut up, others kept on talking.

"May I have your attention please!?" I yell a bit so they could hear me over the rest of the people talking all over the convention, "Does anyone of you have a dextrose? I believe Jack fainting have something to do with his sugar being too low." I told them hoping someone would have one, I saw a guy in the back lifting his hands and jumping, "You! Come here, fast!" I said getting down from the table, "Everyone leave a path for him and let him pass, quick." I told them before bending down to sit down behind Jack, placing his head on my lap, Matt and Ryan were already here, the guards let the guy pass and he wasted no time in getting the dextrose ready as I give him Jack's hand, he took the blood and we waited for the result to appear.

"Thirty." Finally, the guy said looking worry, I look back at him worry, I could hear the guard talking on the radio once more, telling the paramedic to hurry, I thanks the guy and asked what his name was, "I'm Harry." He said shaking a little.

"Harry, everything is going to be fine, I would appreciate if you keep this between us, don't let anyone know about how low it was, alright?" I told him serious.

"Yeah, I won't." he said looking at me before looking at Jack, his face full of worry, just like everyone else, he took off his backpack and took out an orange juice, "Give this to him, it can help." he said opening the bottle, "Is new, I bought it before coming here." I nodded lifting Jack in a sitting position, leaning a bit back, Harry opened a straw and handle the bottle with the straw to me, "Put your finger on the end of the straw to keep the juice in it, then put it in his mouth, under his tongue and let it go." I did as he told me and we waited, by the time the paramedics got here with the wheelchair Jack already opening his eyes a bit, but he wasn't with us just yet, the paramedics move me out of the way and took Jack away, I follow them with Amy behind me.

"Sir, are you family?" one of them asked as the others climb into the ambulance with Jack on the stroller.

"No, but Jack isn't from here, he's from Ireland." I told him, trying to look at Jack, they were moving about in there.

"I'm sorry sir but you can't be in the ambulance, but you can leave us you contact number to call you if we have no choice." He said giving me a pen and paper, I wrote my phone number in it and give it back to him as fast as possible, and they left, leaving me at Vidcon backstage.

"Is he going to be alright?" Amy asked me grabbing my arm, I didn't even look at her before answering.

"I don't know."

When I open my eyes, I was in a bed with a nurse standing next to me, "Oh, you're awake, let me get the doctor for you." She said turning to leave.

"Wait, what happened?" I asked her feeling like I was about to puke. The nurse looks at me with a small smile.

"You fainted because you had low glucose in your system, right now you have an IV that's going to help you out, but the doctor needs to talk to you." She said before leaving, I stayed in bed as I look around feeling sick, 'Where's Mark?' I ask myself trying to find my phone, "Where is my phone?" I said out loud then I look down and saw that I was wearing the hospital groom.

"I'm glad to see you are awake Mr. Mclouglin. I'm going to be your doctor, Dr. Sanders, I assume the nurse told you how you end up here." I nodded to let him continue talking, "Very well, may I ask you a question?" I nodded once again, "Do you have any condition that would lead you to have a low glucose?"

This time I decided to speak, "No, I always been healthy, except lately where I have to puke and have nauseas, and I can't keep anything down." I told him, I wasn't about to tell him everything, that just going to make things worse.

"Do you also have diarrhea?" He asked writing something on his board.

"No, I just pee a lot." I answer him honestly, Dr. Sanders move to me, asking me if he could touch me for a quick examination, "Sure." I told him. He moves his hands to my belly and press a bit, it was a bit uncomfortable but not too much.

"How long have you had this bump?" He asked writing something once again on his board.

"For a month or so." I said trying to remember how long I had this.

"Anything unusual?" Dr. Sanders asked while he put on the stethoscope and the other end on my belly.

"Well I get tired really fast and I have a fatigue every once in a while." I told him as he keeps inspecting my belly.

"I heard from one of the nurses that your feet are swollen." He told me looking at my face.

"Y-yeah, that too." I said looking away.

"For how long had you have these symptoms?" He asked.

"For two or three months, I'm not sure." I told him, I was confused, I know I have been sick but I don't think my belly has anything to do with this, I hope.

Dr. Sanders moved away from me to write something on his board, "I'm going to send you to do an abdominal X-Ray, since is simple, but if that doesn't work then I'll send you to do a CT-Scan or MRI, alright?" he told me making me worry.

"Why an abdominal X-ray? What's going on?" I asked desperate.

"Sir, I need you to calm down, this is just for precaution, as you told me you are having a few symptoms and that bump of yours is too hard to be a normal beer belly and too big for only having it for a month or so." He told me walking out of my room, closing the curtain behind him, I lay back on the bed, after a few minutes a nurse came in.

"Hello sir, I'm nurse Jaycee, your name?" she asked kindly.

"Sean Mcloughlin." I said sitting straight on the bed.

"May I see your bracelet?" she moves forward as I lift my hand "Very well, Dr. Sanders told us to give you this, is a juice that will help in the X-ray, it will be more clearly to see whatever it is that Dr. Sanders want, it won't do anything to you, also you won't be able to eat anything until tomorrow after the x-ray." She said kindly, I grab the bottle and look at her a bit nervous but drink it anyway, I almost puke it out but I manage to hold it in but the nurse still told me she was going to look for something for me puke in.

"When can I get my stuff back?" I asked her.

"I'll go and get them now." She said turning away, "I'll be back in a bit." I heard her said as she closed the curtain, I look down bored, "What time is it?" I asked to no one in particular, "Is Mark doing alright?" I move around a bit until I got comfortable, after another ten minutes I saw nurse Jaycee walk in with my stuff and what looks to be a... white bowl?

"Here we go, your cellphone is in there and this is for you to puke in." She said handle me the stuff.

Before she could leave, I asked her, "Has anyone come to visit me?" I asked curious.

"No, Dr. Sanders say is better if you aren't allow any visitors until the X-ray, plus the visiting hours are over." She said before leaving, I lay back on the bed as I look for my phone in my backpack. When I found it, I saw that I had a few missed calls from Matt, Ryan and Mark, most of them are from Mark, also a bunch of twitter notifications, I look up what was wrong in twitter and it was a video from Youtube of me fainting in Vidcom and another video that Mark made so I decided to watch that.

"Hi everyone…" he looks nervous and worry, "I'm sure that some of you heard what happened today at Vidcon, if not then I'll explain, today at a meet and greet Jack and I were doing, something happened, Jack fainted, apparently his glucose or sugar whatever you want to call it, drop, it was really low and it cause him to faint, we give him a bit of juice to help him out but yeah, they took him to the hospital in an ambulance, but I couldn't go with him because I wasn't family." At that he looks down with a frown on his face, "I was actually expecting for this to happen, he came to the states sick and refused to go to see a doctor so yeah, I haven't heard anything from him yet but as soon as I find out some information I'll let you know, and as always I'll see you in the next video." And with that the screen when black, I went back to see another video of him in the hospital.

"Hi everyone," this one he looks a bit calmer but I could read his eyes, he was more worry, "this is a continuation of the last video, go and check it out and then come back here, I'm at the hospital and apparently Jack can't receive any visitors or calls, that's a bit bull but I understand, they want him to rest, also he's awake and stable so that's good, I haven't seen him yet, obviously, but that's what they told me so I have to go with that, man, I really want to see him." He looks around for a bit, I could see Amy, Matt and Ryan in the background, "They also told me he is going to spend the night here so we won't see him until tomorrow, tomorrow, right?" he asked that to someone off camera, "Yeah tomorrow at noon we can come back and see him, now don't go crazy, Jack is going to decide who is coming to see him, so don't make any plans." He said laughing and pointing at the camera, I giggle a bit at that, "So anyway, tomorrow I'll let you know what's going on, see ya!" he said before the screen went black, I smile to myself, 'Maybe I should call him?' I though as I went to my contacts, but I stop, I don't know why but something told me to wait until tomorrow, so I did, I went to sleep and woke up just to puke and pee, the nurse help me out to the bathroom and back to my bed, being careful not to trip, she give me another one of that awful juice to drink, I almost puke it out again but something did came out, I spit it out on the bowl and she took it away to bring me a clean one, I went to sleep until the next day, only waking up to go to the bathroom.

"Good morning, sir." A new nurse came in with a wheelchair, it was nine of the morning and I still haven't make any contact to anyone, "My name is Frank Mattson, what's your name, sir?" He said with a bright smile.

I smile back at him, "Sean Mcloughlin." I told him sitting straight on the bed.

"Well Mr. Mcloughlin, I will take you to do you X-ray now, let me help you sit on the chair." He said as I move from the bed to the wheelchair with his help, I still have my IV so that was a hassle, we move through the hospital to the X-ray room and there my doctor was talking with another nurse.

"Good morning Mr. Mcloughlin, how are we feeling today?" Dr. Sanders ask me with a smile.

"Better." I told him smiling back at him.

"That's good, it says in the report that you sleep through most of the day yesterday and that you woke up to go to the bathroom." He said, "That's good at least we know you were sleeping and did not fainted in the bed." He said moving to the side so I could pass, "We're taking your radiography now, but safety first." He said as the other nurse move to take something out to cover me, "This will protect you from the radiation, I'm very careful with my patients with these things." He told me bringing me to the room.

After the X-ray they took me back to my room and told me that I could have visitors but I still didn't want to call anyone, besides at this time Mark is probably in Vidcon having fun, I waited for an hour for the doctor to come back, this time with a worry and confused face, I got scared at what was wrong, "What's wrong?" I asked fearing the worse.

"I'll get to it in a bit, first, I need you to answer me a few questions, without leaving anything out, can you do that?" I nodded, 'I fuck up, didn't I?' I though as Mattson brought in a wheelchair and help me to it, "Have you been with a guy before?" he asked me.

I look at him nervous, "Y-Yes." I murmur afraid.

"How long ago?"

I thought it through, "Three months ago." I give him the answer.

Dr. Sanders wrote something down, "Are you in contact with him still?"

"Yes." I said confused.

"Good."

"What's going on?" I asked once more getting more scared.

"It's better if you see it for yourself." He said as we reach what looks to be an office, Mattson close the door behind us, as the doctor grab something off the desk, "These are your results of the X-ray, I'm sure that whatever I tell you, won't help you with the news you're about to receive." He said putting the black picture into the light wall, it was off, but when he turns it on, I was in shock, "We did a search and everything to make sure that this wasn't mistake but it isn't." I look at the picture in front of me in shock, I couldn't believe it, 'How?' I though grabbing my belly, 'How is it possible?' "We are going to send you to the maternity floor they know what to do over there, I'll be there to asked you a couple of questions." He said as the nurse push me out of the room, but I kept on staring at the picture in front of me, in it a baby could be seen on the lower part of the abdominal.