Second to last chapter kiddos! A majority of this chapter will be a flashback and then lead up to the present which is Martini walking, but, to where? You'll find out! Yay! Also updated chapter 7 a bit because of some continuity errors but I got it all worked out now!

And for the record I've never gotten my blood drawn or transfused so hopefully it's accurate!

-Psych

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flashback continued*

After confiding with each other and bidding a good night(?) Martin made his way back to his room promising himself that he would see his younger brother as soon as there was a sign of light piercing through the thick tree tops.

The team was right. If he wanted to help his brother he would need to help himself. With a sigh, Martin re-entered the room. Looking at the window it was still raining but it was more of a dribble. Water was lightly hitting against the glass surface but not as frequent. Its low melodic taps against the window could put an insomniac to sleep.

Slowly making his way over to his own hammock and lying down, he closed his eyes. Unfortunately in Martin's case anxiety was keeping him up. It seemed like never ending hours of tossing and turning and staring at a blank ceiling the outside started to finally lighten up.

Granted it only changed one or two shades lighter but that was enough for Martin to scramble out of his hammock and rush towards the infirmary. Before peering in the doorway Martin mentally prepared himself. Taking a few deep breathes and a self pep talk he turned the corner.

Okay, he was not prepared. Machinery crowded the once open room and in the middle of it all was his brother. Broken and bruised. Tears started to spring in Martin's eyes. He quickly wiped them away. What was he supposed to expect? His brother sitting on the bed reading about something nature related and looking up and smiling at him? A voice snapped him out of his thoughts.

"Oh! I was just about to get you." It was Aviva's. Martin quickly snapped his head towards her direction.

"Sorry, I didn't meam to scare you." She glanced down.

"It's okay, you didn't scare me." He offered her a small smile.

Aviva glanced at her watch and looked up at the blond once more. "It's about time we gave him another transfusion." She said in a low sad voice.

Martin gave a small nod. Aviva walked over to some cabinets and pulled out a peculiar device. It was a slender needle with a clear tube leading up to the bag. She then turned back to Martin and started shuffling over to where he was grabbing an IV stand with her.

Placing the IV stand next to him Aviva asked for him to curl his hand into a fist. Martin complied and Aviva placed a piece rubbery elastic around his bicep.

"Now you'll just feel a tiny pinch but nothing too bad."

Martin already knew what to expect having done this when he was in highschool for extra credit he just didn't want to interrupt Aviva. Why? He had no clue he just didn't want too. Maybe out of respect?

It was a sudden sharp pain but just as it came it went and soon blood started flowing into the tube and traveling up into the bag. It felt as if seconds passed and before Martin knew it, it was finished. Aviva was monitering the blood flow and when the bag got full enough she quickly closed off the needle and gently plucked it out of Martin's forearm.

She moved the stand next to the hospital bed and got a new needle to prick Chris with.

Aviva sighed "He won't need more blood until later today." She made her way around the bed to check the different machines and when she was done she made her way towards the door.

"Aviva!" Martin suddenly said. She turned to face him and he looked up with tears in his eyes yet again. "Thank you, thank you guys for everything."

She looked down then up again with a faint smile and glassy eyes. "We are a family Martin. We have to look after each other through the thick and thin."

Martin slowly stood up and walked towards her giving her a slight hug. It startled Aviva at first but she returned the embrace. "Thank you again." He whispered before sitting back down facing his brother.

Aviva shook her head as a few tears fell and with a mini laugh (which sounded more like a snort) she walked out presumably to check on the worlds' animals.

This routine continued for days. Jimmy and Martin would swap places giving blood whenever needed and soon Chris had enough blood to stop the transfusions.

They didn't dare try to take off and take Chris to an actual hospital because the crew had feared some unexpected turbulance would damage him even more and perhaps that it could be fatal.

Between trying to rest and trying to stop all the poachers in the area from using animals for their own personal use, Martin spent all the time he had remaining in the day with his younger brother.

Tragically one day... There was complete and total chaos. Chris out of nowhere had cardiac arrest and Martin had a mental breakdown when Koki and Aviva had a bit of a hard time resuscitating him. All the stress and worry just builded up and Martin couldn't bottle it up no longer. Jimmy tried his best to keep Martin calm and eventually the girls came back and told him that everything was going to be fine. It felt like the longest day in his life.

After that Martin spent most of, if not all of the time, he had with his brother hoping it would never happen again. He would occasionally go out of the infirmary to get something to eat or drink and sometimes goes to the room they share. That was his life schedule.

*End flashback*

Martin shuddered. Today was the same as any other. Light walking filled the hallway as he made his way to a very well known destination. Walking into the room he sat on the chair pulling it up to Chris's bed.

"H-hey bro!" He tried to sound cheery. "It's been pretty crazy without you here adventuring and all!" His eyes started to sting.

"We're still here in the rainforest. We never left because we didn't want to injure you more."

Silence.

Martin's voice cracked before he continued. "When are you going to wake up?" He started shaking, laying his head on the bed. "Please! Please wake up Chris!"

The silence was deafening.

"I don't know how me or the team will carry on without you!" He cried now sobbing into the bed. 10 minutes had passed before Martin went up to get a tissue. Something lightly touched his arm. Turning his head he felt his heart drop then leap out of his throat.

Out of the silence a groggy faint voice could be heard.

"Hey bro, why are you crying?"