Dedication

Apart, Yet Forever Together

It seemed like any other day, but... They weren't here. My friends, my family, the people I had been with for so long and had been by my side. My youngers... They weren't here, or rather, I wasn't there. It's been about six months since I left now, nursing my younger brother back to health after his accident. I love being with him and my Nina, but still something is missing. It's such a cold and hollow feeling, being away from them. My dance line. My five youngers, and those two guys I now called my friends. I missed each and every one of them. More than anything I wished to have a good call with them, but with my brother. I've had my hands full. After all the physical therapy, the time management and the weening of medications. There wasn't enough hours in a day to get in touch with them for long periods of time.

Every so often, I can shoot off a 'hey' or a 'how is everything going?' but rarely will I be able to reply to their answers. Things seem to be running fairly smoothly there with the temp though, which is great. That made me happy, I didn't want them to completely put the Night wings on halt because I was leaving.

The worst part about being here though are the other calls and messages from the Aussie brothers. I can never answer them, and it just makes me feel terrible inside. Seeing the caller ID pop up with their name and being too busy to answer them, or even too tired to carry on a full conversation with them.

I suppose on a good note though, is today is Junior's last check up. He was managing fine on his own, in terms of walking. After all the physical therapy, the yoga, the swimming exercises and water therapy. He was finally able to get back on his feet. The both of us, hoping and praying that the doctor gives us some good news.

"Dr. Hendricks." I sighed.

"How are my two supers huh?"

Junior sighed and anxiously rubbed his hands on his pants.

"Alright, well. Let's see how the results came out... uh huh... ok..."

I swallowed hard and crossed my fingers.

Dr. Hendricks nodded and hummed," It seems like everything is in order, the cracks have completely healed, torn tendons reformed, the spine seems to be strong. No problems with the medication... I think you my good man are in perfect health. Just make sure you stay on the cane for another few weeks to help you adjust to walking still. Don't want to rush too fast into anything though."

I felt a heated exhilaration flow through me, I laughed and hugged my brother who was just as happy as I was.

We made our way home, both excited to tell my Nina and her Husband - Stephen - the good news.

"I can't believe it. I did it!" My brother breathed, a smile splattered on his face.

I nodded," I told you that you could."

"I couldn't have done it without you brat." He laughed.

"Whatever asshat." I chuckled and shook my head, careful as I drove.

It was pretty quiet after that, a few words spoken between us about smaller subjects. This is just how we were, we didn't mind it so much. The one person in this world that was irritated by this little fact was Stephen, he was a highly sexist person, on top of that a lot of things seemed to rub him the wrong way.

My coming out here to help out was one of them. For about a month he bickered about why I had to be there to help my brother, why he couldn't get better on his own and how being a dancer wasn't a real profession as it was. He got tired of ranting and getting no where fast, so he gave in and stayed fairly silent on the subject. Every so often still getting pissy about how I was helping out my brother and not going to school.