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Hospital

Ezra
So when they guy you like faints that's never a good sign. When your crush is trans and wears binders 24/7, it's a even worse sign. Add in him having a baby and it's the worst possible outcome. That is unless your mother..foster mother catches him in the house, having a seizure, it's the worst outcome possible.
And yet somehow the world decided Arcann needed to live through it.
Ezra sat in the hall waiting to see him, his leg bouncing. His lip was bleeding, heart racing. His crush was in there. Arcann was in there possible having the baby two months early. Or maybe he had died! Who knew! All he knew was that he was no aloud in.
"Hera said he was fine Ezra...You can see him soon." Galen sighed reaching over and resting his hand on his foster brothers.
"I hate to admit it but Galen's right. He'll be fine. He always is." Keith sighed. Ezra nodded nervously, still paling.
He wanted to believe it. He truly did. There was just one problem. The world always gave him the short end of the stick. As did Arcann. So this would no end well.
"Did we miss it? Is he okay?" Kyle asked racing into the room. Behind him Ban, whom had to drive half the group of friends there, was panting to catch his breath. Morgana meanwhile was panting, being carried in Meliodas's arms.
"No no. Hera is still the only one aloud in there." Sabine piped up, still texting everyone else updates of what she knew. Yet, so far it was a short story. One minute Arcann was looking out the window. The next moment, her mom came home early and he was having what looked like a seizure on the floor. It was the most awful thing Sabine had even seen.
"Did he..."Morgana couldn't even say it. She couldn't even bare the thought of him losing the baby. He had been so excited. So excited and happy. And it was all taken away due to an accident.
"No...no Hera kept texting us that he didn't."
"Oh god Hera! Where's Hera?" Ban asked. Ms.Sydulla didn't like him much. So he was not getting caught here by her. If he did, it was his head on a silver platter.
"She lied saying she was his foster mother and adopting the baby. She's the only one aloud in the room." Sabine explained nervously before going back to texting on her phone. Kyle nodded sitting dow, his baby brother in his arms. Meliodas sat down, giving a coat he had found to Morgana. She shivered a bit wrapping up in it. As for Ban he's leaned against a wall waiting for bad news.
That is until it happened.
Kyle
Kyle had been texting his dad's. He told them what happened. They said he could go. So he dint except any drama. Just waiting and the overwhelming feeling of sorrow. That was all. He never expected to feel terror when he looked up from his phone.
Being wheeled by them on a stretcher was a male with dark black hair, pink tips in a organ jumpsuit. He was definitely in juvenile hall in Fredericton. That wasn't the freak part. Oh no. It was the fork sticking out of his chest. The fork and blood dropping down his hand onto the floor, going every where. It made Morgana scream. A scream which Mel had to cover her mouth for.
"I-I..." Morgana just covered her mouth unable to speak watching another male get wheeled down the hall, to breathe up to recognize them. They looked so bad. Who on earth could do this to teens? To other people like them?
"No fucking way." Ban smiled facing over to the dark haired male. The male groaned before Ban smiled brighter down at him.
"Hey Jyugo is that you!" Ban asked. The male groaned looking up. Then he began laughing.
"Ban you sly fox! How have ya been?" The male asked as they dispersed down the hall. Meanwhile everyone just looked nervously at each other. No one knew what to say. Well no one but Kyle, whom was the most confused out of all of them.
"What the actual hell just happened?" Kyle asked confused.
Ban
Ban but his lip. He hated to admit it but he liked Arcann. He was a nice male. He tried to help Ban when he could. So why did he deserve this? What made him deserve this?
He was brought out of his train of thought by a nervous yelp. Ban jumped a bit looking up. His eyes landed on a few boy's who had been in a fight. Boys he recognized from down town Toronto. Boys who moved to Fredericton with him when they could. He couldn't help but speak up.
"No fucking way." Ban smiled facing over to the dark haired male. The male groaned before Ban smiled brighter down at him.
"Hey Jyugo is that you!" Ban asked. The male groaned looking up. Then he began laughing.
"Ban you sly fox! How have ya been?" The male asked as they dispersed down the hall. Well they tried to. Ban wouldn't let them go. Not again. At least not until they talked so more.
"Pretty good. Did a few drugs here and there, went to a few wicked partied. Oh and made goodie two shoe friends." He smirked. Jyugo smiled seeming to like the answer.
"So how have you been prison boy? Make any new cellmates?" Van teased. Jyugo moved good arm, Lightly smacking his arm.
"Nope. Just me, Nico, Rock and Uno. Cell 117 forever!" Jyugo cheered. Ban smiled before hearing him cough up blood.
"So what happened?" Ban asks pointing at the fork. Jyugo blushed a bit.
"I-I kinda beat a kid up. In my defence though his fault for calling Nico fairy fag boy." Jyugo smirked. Ban speed up the same time the getnies moved.
"Did ya win?"
"Hell yeah we did but, all four of us gotta change school again."
"Really To where?" Ban asked.
"Somewhere called Pierre Elliott Memorial high school. It's supposed to be the dumbest place ever."
"Ddduuuuddeee. I'm going there."
"You're messing with me."
"Heck no."
"In that case can't wait to see you in a few days."
"Can't wait to see you guts then either." Ban smiled. For once he was getting his friends back. Hopefully for good for once.
Arcann
One minute he was watching a movie. Then next thing he knew it was four hours later in a hospital room. Meanwhile holding his hand was Hera Syndulla. The owner of the house. So basically he was screwed.
"Morning. I hope your woman you took quiet a nasty fall." Hera smiled kindly at him. Arcann moaned moving. That is before he processed his words. Dear lord. He fell. Face first. Had anyone caught him? Had he landed on his stomach? Oh dear god, had he killed the baby?
"Is my baby okay?" Were the first words out of Arcann's mouth. He sat up but, saw an untouched huge baby bump under this night gown.
"Yes, he's fine. He's is quite healthy in fact. Zeb caught you but, the prenatal vitamins  you have been taking, along with the stress, somehow they caused a seizure. At least that's what the doctors said." Hera smiled holding Arcann's numb arm. She just knew how scared he must have been.
"Oh thank god. I'm sorry I didn't men's to stay for that long."
"Sweetheart do you think I'm blind? Cause I have caught you waddling down those halls looking for chocolate cupcakes more than once." Hear teased. Arcann blushed. Oh dear lord this was bad. He was gonna get kicked out now wasn't he.
  "I-I can leave if you want me to." He voice was barely a whisper.
"I don't. You changed Ezra. In fact you changed all our kids for better. Though I would wish you would have met me sooner. How am I gonna spoil my first grandchild now?"
"G-grandchild?"
"Well it is Ezra's baby right?"
"What?! No! No!"
"Well I guess I owe Kanan ten bucks then." Hera smile.d Arcann rolled his eyes. Yet he was thankful. So god damn thankful. She was so nice and friendly.
  "So who's kid is it then?" Hera asked. Arcann paled remembering that night. A mini flashback of that night played in his mind.
"I-the baby's...."
"You don't have to tell me if yo-"
"My old foster father's son...either that or its my foster father's."
"....What? How on earth did that happen?" Hera asked holding his hand for support. She looked scared for once. That was the most concern anyone had shown him in a long time.
"T-they got drunk. Then they locked me in a bedroom...they both took their turns with me...his son bruised me while he just..."Arcann began tearing up. Within seconds he found himself crying into Heras chest, hoping for this all to end.
"Stay with us for as long as you like..I'll be fight for you and your son to be safe, no matter what. I promise." Hera whispered. Arcann held him closer.
That was all he wanted to hear.