DC Headcanon's 6: Sparkle Sparkle!

Building Back Up

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"No y-you don't understand, h-he's severely underweight, m-more than he should be."

It had been a nice night all things considered. Georgia was asleep on top of his husband, who was exhausted from working on cars all day, and they were both already dead to the world, snoring away and content with each other.

Then they got a call from a hysterical IDC, who said some interns found DC collapsed in his office and had to rush him to the hospital.

It wasn't the best place to find yourself at four o'clock in the morning; Kentucky had taken it upon himself to try and calm a hysterical IDC while Georgia sat next to them both biting his fingers and looking at the ER doors waiting for the doctor. Gov was in full fed mode; on the phone constantly when Georgia and Kentucky arrived informing his mom and District what was going on as well as cancelling all the trio's meetings for the next day and trying to find evidence. No one had called and told the states, or DC's boyfriend's, what had happened, and they didn't want to say anything until they knew the full extent of what was going on.

CDC came out of the ER around four forty-five, and was instantly surrounded by the family, demanding answers, getting asked a million questions before he finally silenced them all and explained.

"We t-think DC might h-have....some k-kind of disordered eating." CDC explained to the hysterical family, instantly shocking them. CDC tried to go on explaining that DC was underweight, but Kentucky found his words and quickly cornered the doctor, yelling at him that his boy was always on the thinner side and what do you mean he was underweight?

"No y-you don't understand, h-he's severely underweight, m-more than he should be." CDC explained, silencing Kentucky and making his face go pale. CDC went on, explaining that the hospital wanted to keep DC for a couple days for him to regain his fluids, then discuss treatment options and if he would do it at the Statehouse or some facility. IDC, through her sniffles, could hear Gov cursing under his breath behind them, Georgia was barely holding on, and Kentucky....Kentucky looked ready to punch someone.

CDC left the family alone after that. They all stood alone in the waiting room silent. No one knew what to say.

It was seven o'clock and the sunlight was beginning to stream through the windows. IDC slowly picked her head up from Georgia's lap, feeling drowsy and sore and her face puffy and red. Gov sat next to them, asleep in an upright position after a night of calls and emails, looking ever the fed and fully prepared to spend the next day doing the same thing to find his cousin the best care. Georgia and Kentucky were asleep in each other's arms, Kentucky reeked of cigarette smoke and Georgia still had tear streaks on his cheeks. IDC slowly got up and padded over to the ER doors, looking around for any nurses who might stop her. When she saw no one around, she opened the doors and started down the hall, looking in each of the rooms looking for her twin brother. Finally at the end of the hall, she saw on the little plaque 'Kelly, George' and hurried inside, hoping to see DC.

She stopped in the middle of the doorway.

DC was laid up in a bed, connected to a bunch of wires that whirled and buzzed around him. He was still asleep, and as pale as the sheets on his bed, unaware of his sister's presence in his room.

The worst was how skinny he looked.

IDC slowly moved towards him, taking every bit of him in. How did she not notice before? Was she too wrapped up in fixing America's messes that she didn't notice her brother getting smaller and smaller? How did he hide it so well? Why did he hide it? How long had he been suffering?

The international government gasped slightly as DC groaned, and raised a hand to rub his eyes, moving his head and, noticing his twin, smiled weakly.

"Izzy." DC whispered hoarsely. The only tube on his face was one going directly into his nose, and IDC prayed that wasn't what she thought it was.

"DeeDee." IDC whispered instantly at her brother's side, taking his hand. "DeeDee what happened?"

"I don't know...." DC admitted. "One minute, I was....going to make copies....the next...." IDC took DC's hand, heart skipping at his small it felt.

"How long?" IDC begged. "How long have you been suffering?"

"Izzy...please..."

"No please....tell me..." IDC begged tears in her eyes. DC closed his eyes and sighed.

"Since....January 2020." DC whispered and IDC let out a choked sob. Almost a full year.

"Please....please I'm sorry..." DC begged, opening his eyes. "I....I was going to get better....once he was gone....I.....please don't hate me."

"DeeDee, stop. Stop. I can't hate you. You're my little brother." IDC cried. "I hate myself. I didn't notice it. God how could I have been so blind?"

"Izzy, don't blame yourself." DC begged, his own tears falling. IDC snorted.

"Some pair we are, huh?" IDC teased.

"If dad could hear us now." DC snorted.

"Well get ready, dad, and papa, and Gov are all out there asleep and will probably be in the second they wake up to see you." IDC smiled.

"And District if Aunt Carol let's him." DC added, making his twin laugh. IDC picked up DC's hand in hers and hooked his pinkie with hers.

"Government twins?" IDC said softly.

"Government twins for life." DC whispered, smiling, squeezing his sister's pinkie with his. IDC took away her hand, and looked behind her to make sure no doctors and nurses were in the hall before turning back to her brother.

"Scootch over." IDC ordered. DC immediately did what IDC ordered and moved over, allowing her into his bed. IDC laid down next to her twin, sighed in relief, and watched as he slowly began drifting off again, feeling herself drift as well.

The nurses found them there about an hour later, together asleep, like the old days. Just the government twins taking comfort in themselves.