Jonas Brothers Sick/Hurtfics

Tranquilizer (Everyone)

Hey guys, here's the first promised chapter, a request from @naomi, hope you enjoy!

The air outside the arena buzzed with the lingering energy of the lasted Jonas Brothers concert. Fans still crowded the streets, shouting praises and waving signs, their excitement palpable even as the night wore on. Inside the safety of their black SUV, Nick, Joe and Kevin shared exhausted but satisfied smiles.

Another successful show, another night of living the dream.

But tonight, that dream was about to take a dark turn.

The brothers opted to take a short walk to their hotel, just a few blocks away. The fresh air would do them good, Joe had reasoned, and besides, it was nice to have a little quiet time away from the ever-present security detail and screaming fans.

The streets were unusually quiet as they strolled along, their breath fogging the cool night air. They talked about the setlist, the audience, and the plans for the next day. But there was something else- An undercurrent of unease- that crept into Nick's mind, making him glance over his shoulder more than once.

Maybe it was just the intensity of the tour getting to him. Maybe it was nothing at all.

But then, just as they turned onto a dimly lit street corner, the unease in Nick's gut blossomed into full-blown alarm.

"Hey guys, wait-" Nick started, but his voice was cut off by the sudden, sharp sound of something cutting through the air. He spun around just in time to see Joe flinch and slap at his neck as if stung by a wasp. Kevin let out a small, startled grunt as he stumbled back, with what appeared to be a dart sticking out of his arm.

Nick's heart pounded in his chest, mind racing to process what was happening.

"Joe! Kevin!" he shouted, rushing to his brothers' side in an instant.

Joe blinked at him, confusion clouding his eyes before his knees buckled, sending him to the ground. Kevin tried to remain upright, but his legs gave out and he crumpled beside Joe, his breathing already slowing, eyes fluttering shut.

Nick felt panic rise in his throat. This wasn't some crazy fan or overzealous paparazzo. This was something far more sinister.

"Nick..." Kevin mumbled, his voice barely a whisper as the tranquilizer took hold "Get out.... Get help..."

Nick's pulse pounded in his ears, looking around as he scanned the darkness for their attackers. He had to do something, but the shadows seemed to swallow the street, and all he could see were vague shapes, too far away and too obscured to identify.

The footsteps that pursued them faded into the night, leaving only the three brothers and the nightly silence.

"Come on guys" Nick whispered urgently, grabbing his phone with shaking hands. He had to think fast, had to stay calm. But calm was hard to find when your brothers were slipping away right in front of you.

"9-1-1, what's your emergency?" The operator's voice crackled into his ear.

"This is Nick Jonas" he gasped out. "My brothers- they've been attacked. They've been drugged or something. We're at-" he rattled of their location, his words stimbling over themselves as he tried to keep it together.

"Help is on the way. Stay with them, and try to keep them awake if you can." The operator instructed, her voice steady and professional, a lifeline in the chaos.

Nick dropped to his knees between Joe and Kevin, shaking them both gently. "Stay with me guys. Come on, don't you dare check out on me"

Joe's eyes fluttered open for a moment, glazed and unfocused. "Nick...."

"I'm here, Joe." Nick said, trying to keep the fear out of his voice. "Help's coming okay? Just hang on"

But even as he said it, Joe's eyes drifted shut again, and Kevin's breathing grew slower, his skin pale in the dim light. The minutes stretched on like hours, each second a dagger in Nick's heart.

The sirens that finally pierced the night were a welcome relief, but the sight of his brothers so vulnerable, so helpless, was a memory that would haunt him for a long time.

The paramedics arrived in a flurry of motion, checking vital signs and administering countermeasures as they carefully loaded Joe and Kevin into the ambulance. Nick followed them inside, refusing to leave his brothers for even a second.

"Are you alright?" One of the paramedics asked as they sped towards the hospital.

Nick nodded, his throat tight. "They didn't get me." He whispered, a mix of fear and guilt twisting in his gut.

But even as he sat there, watching the paramedics work to stabilise his brothers, Nick knew this wasn't over. Whoever had done this wouldn't just disappear into the night. And neither would the fear that had now taken a deep root in his chest.

But he also knew one thing for sure: they were going to get through this together. Because they were the Jonas Brothers, and nothing- not even a night like this- would keep them down for long.

As the ambulance raced towards the hospital, Nick made a silent to himself: he would protect his family, no matter what it took. And whoever had tried to hurt them would regret ever thinking they could tear the Jonas Brothers apart.