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breathing.”
                  “Start compression.”
                  Words. Rapidly fired. A jumble of words, one sentence rushing over the top of the next. Kinsey knew his family was terrified, knew they would only catch pieces, the worst pieces, in the conversation. It almost sounds like a different language to someone not working in the medical industry, but it translated effortlessly to Kinsey’s ears. She knew those words, knew them in her sleep. She moved on autopilot, just as the team around her did the same. They weren’t only trained, but trained well. They’d make sure he survived.
                  “I’ve got a good radial pulse.”
                  “We’ve got an airway established.”
                  “Blood pressure’s still too low.”
                  “Get a CT scan, stat, and call Neuro.” The doctor didn’t even look at her as he yelled his command to be overheard in the chaotic room.
                  “Yes, Doctor,” a nurse replied as she rushed out.
                  Just then the Neuro Surgeon, who Kinsey had called for earlier, stepped into the room. The doctor she’d been fighting with sent a glare her way. She knew their argument was far from over. He wasn’t happy about her being right. She didn’t care about his ego. She would’ve much rather been wrong. However, it looked like her insight might save Joseph’s life. That was all that mattered to her.
                  The staff quickly prepared Joseph for transport, and then rushed him out the door. Kinsey walked from the room, down the hall, and then slipped inside a broom closet. She sank down the wall and gripped her head in her hands. It was never easy dealing with a patient you cared about. She knew there were no guarantee’s when a surgeon cut into a patient's brain. She was scared for this family she’d come to know and respect.

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                  “Why the hell can’t I get any answers!” Austin roared at the receptionist.
                  “I’m sorry, sir. If you’ll please just have a seat, the doctor should be out shortly.” The woman had nerves of steel. He wanted to jump across the desk and strangle her, which was new for him. Normally, he never had an ill thought about a woman – ever.
                  “Come on, Austin. You’re not going to get anywhere terrorizing the staff,” Max said as he wrapped his arm around his brother and tugged him away from the desk.
                  “Why can’t anyone give us information? It’s been hours. Dad’s still in surgery and Uncle Joseph’s currently getting his head sliced open. You’d think they’d tell us something at this point.”
                  “I know. But you have to remain calm. Bree’s falling apart and she needs us to be confident. We have to have faith in the doctors here. Besides, you know how strong our father and uncle are. They will pull through this.”
                  Austin grumbled as he started pacing the room. He needed something, anything to get his mind off what was going on. He didn’t know what he’d do if something happened to either of the men.
                  He couldn’t stand being in the hospital. He hated everything about the place, the smell, look, feel. He’d spent too many hours in one when his mother had been fighting for her life. A fight she’d lost.
                  He ran his hand through his hair as anger, fatigue, confusion and grief poured through him. He needed to get out of there, but he couldn’t leave. He didn’t want to even think about what it would do to his family if they lost their dad. They couldn’t lose both parents.
                  No. Just, no . He wouldn’t go there. It wouldn’t happen – it