YOU'RE NOT INVINCIBLE...

By: michi-nee-san. Co-written with jeanosauryehet27

A/N: Part two and I updated this today on purpose.


In that exact same moment, Dana swore that her heart skipped a few beats. As soon as she started crying madly, with her hands and lips trembling; the EMTs rushed to the two of them and removed Alex from his shocked sister.

As Dana watched the medics try to revive her brother, a memory crept inside her head as she remembered something from when they were still with their poor excuse of a mother.

Flashback

Agnes Mercer. Even though her name meant pure, gentle and meek; to everyone that knew her... it was the complete opposite.

When Dana was five, the fights that occured inside their house was getting more and more frequent and all the more bloody. Heck... if Hitler saw those fights, he would've recruited them both straight away.

She was quietly playing with dolls inside her room, after she had been ordered to do so by her sixteen year old brother. After a while, young Dana decided to take a wee nap. Even though he doesn't notice, Dana already knew what he meant by sending her to her room. It's because he didn't want to let her witness all the fights he had been with their satan-like mother.

Downstairs, she heard the door open loudly and get slammed shut; and she knew who did it and what was bound to happen next... so she climbed straight up to bed and covered her ears with her pillow.

Closing her eyes tightly, she tuned out the sounds of fighting, cussing, destruction and yelling of her mother and brother.

"It'll go away soon..." Dana whispered to herself. "It always does. And then Alex and I will play! Yes... we'll play again."

This fight, however... lasted longer than what she was used to. She heard faint noises coming from downstairs and the sound of her mother leaving once more. When she knew that her mother won't be back until she calmed down, Dana jumped out of bed and walked out of her room. When she got to the staircase, she already noticed the signs of wreckage and the blood that was smeared in some places. Panicking as she remembered what Alex told her about blood, Dana ran down the staircase and gasped as she saw the state of the living room.

It was in a very horrible condition, the windows were shattered along with a few vases they had. Chairs lay broken on the floor, shattered glass spread across the room and to put it more accurately; it looked like a complete war zone.

Tear welling up as she stepped inside the living room, Dana started searching for her brother-though she tried her best not to run around the living room with all the broken furniture lying around.

Then she caught sight of the unmistakable brown hair, that she knew that belonged to her brother. Truding slowly, Dana tried to keep her cool as she walked closer to her brother.

There was Alex, slumped down on the couch, his shirt bathed in blood and his breathing ragged as he moaned in pain.

"Alex!" Dana shrieked and ran towards her wounded brother's side. Kneeling beside him, Dana felt around his torso for signs of severe injuries; not like the blood was enough proof...

"Don't!" His brother warned, hindering her from what she was doing. Reaching down on the side of his waist, Alex clenched his teeth in pain as he tried to pull something out of his side.

"What the-" as her mouth gaped wide open, staring at the foreign material that her brother pulled out of his body. "Alex... what are you-"

"Shh..." and placed on finger to his lips. "Don't make a sound..." and let the bloody object fall limp by his side, wincing as pain struck him; Blood gushing out of the wound.

"What happened?" She asked.

"It's nothing". He waved his hand off and a thin smile curled his lips. "Don't worry about it kid, it's not your problem, it's mine."

Shaking her head, Dana stared into her brother's eyes with her teary ones.

"You're hurt." She whimpered. "I don't want you to leave me."

Softening his hardened gaze, Alex sighed as he patted Dana's head. "Don't cry. I hate it when you do that." Alex whispered softly, stroking her hair. "I won't leave you..."

"Alex!" Dana wailed and enveloped him in a bone-crushing hug.

The older Mercer laughed and kissed the top of her brown hair. "Don't worry kid. I'm not gonna leave. I promise."

Dana slightly pulled away and looked at him with a hopeful expression. "You promise?"

Alex looked down on his sister and smiled, his eyes portraying happiness. "I promise. Pinky swear on it?"

Dana nodded and held her pinky out to him, lacing it with his own. "Pinky swear."

End of flashback

If she thought that was the worst day of her life... she thought wrong. And in those moments as she stared at his lifeless body... lying on the ground, pale and she prayed to God he wasn't... dead.

They had already gotten rid of the sweater that he wore and ripped his shirt open, they even unbuckled his belt so that he could breathe properly.

Dana couldn't help but let the tears flow down her still wet cheeks.

He had promised her that he wouldn't leave her... had promised to be there for her. And now... he'll get to break his own promise.

No! She screamed within her mind.

He had to keep his promise.

She can't afford to lose him.

Alex is the only family that she ever had.

And she loved her brother more than anything and anyone else in her entire life.

He was everything to her...

In the midst of the situation, Dana crawled towards Alex and watched as the medics desperately tried to pump oxygen into his lungs... tried to get his heart beating again.

"Fuck, he's not responding!" A medic cried as he tried to pump his palms against Alex's bloody and bare chest. "Go bring me the defibrillators and the oxygen mask, stat!" He barked to his assistant and did so.

The assistant came back with the much needed objects and placed them beside his superior.

Taking the defibrillators, he rubbed it against each other and it hissed as it charged.

"110 joule charge! Clear! Shoot!" And brought it down Alex's chest. His body arched and came down with a thud, but the shock wasn't enough.

"Shit... 250 joule charge! Clear! Shoot!" And did it again. This time however, he was revived and the lead medic sighed in relief as he felt a pulse on his neck. In response, the assistant placed the oxygen mask directly over his nose and mouth.

His chest started to rise and fall once more, relieving Dana of her anxiety. But that moment was short lived, when she heard gagging noises coming from Alex.

"Alex!" She cried, reaching towards her brother. "Big brother are you okay?"

"C-Can't...B-...Breathe..." He choked, his right hand clawing at his throat. "Da...na... Help!"

"I-I don't know what to do!" Dana panicked and looked at the medics beside them, removing the oxygen mask. "Shit! Doctor he's not breathing properly!"

"Lan..gua..ge.." Alex rasped.

"You're seriously going to fuss about the medic's crappy language?!" Dana quipped.

The medic by her side stifled a laugh and turned his attention back to Alex, when his breathing had become too choked.

The lead medic probed around Alex's torso, trying to figure out what the hell was wrong with his patient again.

As soon as he pressed his index finger on the left side of his chest, Alex hissed in pain and limply swatted the medic's hand away, falling unconscious once more.

The assistant looked a little bit closer to the spot where his superior had poked and cursed underneath his breath for not noticing it before. I blame all this blood!

"Doctor! I believe it's pneumothorax!" He yelled directly at his superior's face, earning a slap to the cheek.

"Don't yell at me!" And clicked his tongue, grabbing the wet cloth from his kit; he carefully wiped the blood clean and immediately noticed the large bruise that was covering most of his chest.

"Holy fucking shit!" The lead medic cursed and fumbled around the kit. "Fuck, where is it?!"

"What the heck are you looking for?!" Dana shrieked, surprising both the medics and Alex at the same time.

"I don't know! Something sharp!" He retorted back and kept searching.

Dana wasn't quite sure what was happening around her, nor why she was yelling at them... but she was absolutely frustrated!

The assistant was now helping his superior look for a sharp object, then he realized something and slapped himself; earning a glance from Dana and his superior.

"My pen! We can use my pen!" And grabbed the pen from his shirt pocket and handed it to his superior.

Giving his gratitude, the lead medic snatched it from his hand and opened the cap. Once he had removed the cap and the thin plastic tube of ink, he broke the case into two and hovered it over the bruised side.

"Ready?" The lead medic asked. His assistant nodded and response, while Dana was confused.

"I'm sorry... ready for what exactly?"

"You might want to look away," the assistant suggested as he turned Dana's head to one side. "You're not going to like it."

"But why-" but her sentence was cut off, when she saw the lead medic stab Alex with the other half of the pen's case.

In response, Alex gasped in pain as he felt the sharp edges of the case embbed itself unto his bruised chest. But nevertheless, he felt relieved at the thought of having being able to breathe again; gulping in air and relishing the way having the ability to breathe again, was once again obtained.

In Dana's case, the assistant had to hold her back; as to not accidentally create another patient... which is his superior.

Working as fast as he could, the other medic temporarily bandaged the case on his chest and enclosed a neck brace around his neck and placed the mask over his nose and mouth, again...

"Help me get him on the stretcher," he ordered and grabbed Alex's neck carefully.

"Shit. This fucker's so heavy," the medic muttered as he and his superior carried the unconscious man and placed him on the stretcher. Wheeling him away, they folded the front legs of the stretcher and pushed it inside carefully; as soon as they made sure that their patient wouldn't fall off, they did the same to the back legs.

"Miss? You should come with us." The assistant offered, "You were a part of the accident."

Without a second thought, Dana bolted towards the ambulance and climbed inside; the assistant closing the doors behind her.

"Let's go."


Saint Elizabeth's Hospital, 9:27 a.m.

"Critical patient! Please clear away from the path!"

As he lied down on the stretcher, Alex merely focused on breathing and keeping himself from falling unconscious. He turned his head to one side and he saw Dana running with the medics, just the thought of Dana with by his side enlightened him and he was happy. But when he realized that he had scared her, he was filled with heart-wrenching pain at all the guilt he had acquired.

"This is as far as you can go, Miss. We have to bring him inside." The doctor calmly said. "We'll do our best." He added lastly, before entering the operating room.

"Please bring my brother back safe and sound..." Dana whispered softly to no one in partucular and hugged herself, sat in the bench nearby and whispered reassuring prayers into the air.

A few hours later...

Dana hadn't realized that she fell asleep on that bench, she only found out when she was being gently shook on the shoulder by someone.

Opening her tired eyes, Dana yawned and pushed herself upright. Rubbing her eyes and the back of her neck, she blinked tiredly as she focused on the person in front of her.

"Wh-What? Who are you-"

"I'm the surgeon who operated on the patient that was involved in the car accident earlier." He said, taking the mask off of his face. "Are you the patient's guardian?" He asked.

Nodding, Dana stood up and shook the doctor's hand. "Yes, although I'm his sister. I'm Dana." She introduced. "Is my brother okay?" She asked, suddenly worried.

Shaking his head, the doctor lowered his head and Dana felt her world shatter around her.

"We've done all we can, he was in a very bad condition when he was brought here and his wounds were already infected. We had to use seven bags of blood while operating on him, so he wouldn't run out. We fixed his arm into a cast and I had to make sure that he'll pull through." The doctor stated.

Dana felt like crying again, but she had to show the doctor that she was strong. "There's something else, is there..." she pressed.

Sighing in frustration, the doctor nodded. "Did you know that he was... ill, before the accident?" A short nod from Dana and he continued, "Well... due to the fact that he was ill, sleep deprived and overly stressed, he has fallen into a coma to recuperate and we do not know when he will come to."

And with that, Dana cried openly once more. He's in a coma? She thought over and over, crying and hugging herself.

"C-Can I... see... him?" She managed to say, looking at the doctor with red-rimmed eyes.

"You may, let me show you to his room." And he took hold of Dana's hand and led her to a series of hallways, took the lift and led her to another set of hallways.

"Ahh... we're here." The doctor pointed and Dana nodded in response.

"Thank you, Doctor." She thanked and entered the room quietly.

It was a simple room really, not as extravagant as the VIP and not as plain and dull as the other ones. The room consisted of one bed, a couch, a coffee table, a television and different kinds of medical equipment.

Walking towards the bed, Dana stared at her brother's sleeping figure. He was wearing the clothes that the hospital provided, not those revealing hospital gowns; it was a long-sleeved loose shirt and loose pants. He was so pale, so still... it unnerved her to see him like this. Some parts of his face were covered in patches, he had an oxygen mask over his nose and mouth and an IV bag was hooked to his left arm. From what she could see... it would seem that his chest was also wrapped in white bandages and his arm was in a cast, as the doctor had stated. Dana's chest was filled with guilt, as she remembered what she had said to Alex earlier this morning; with that, she put a chair beside his bed and carassed his hair.

"Hi Alex... it's me, Dana." She started, clearing her throat and curled her lips into a smile. "I hope you'll feel better soon, I want to hear your voice again... see you smile."

When he hadn't responded, Dana's smile faded as tears took its place. "I'm sorry..." she whispered, letting the tears fall onto his limp arm. "I'm sorry..." she reapeated, unsure of what to say to him.

Inside the room, Dana talked to him... tried to coax him out of his coma. She made funny jokes, shared a few stories and just... stayed with him.

As the sun set, the doctors told her that she needed to rest as well; after they tended to her bruises. They asked her if she wanted to stay or come back tomorrow, she picked the latter and a nurse gave her a spare pillow and blanket. She made herself comfortable on the provided couch, and before she slept; she looked at Alex one more time, before letting her eyelids drop... sending her to sleep.

Morning came all too soon, and Dana woke up to the blinding rays of sunlight; shining through the window.

Stretching her arms out, she looked over to her brother.

"Good morning, Alex." She said softly and walked towards his bed. Leaning down, she planted a small kiss on his forehead and smiled sadly. "I'll come back later."

And left his room to go home.


Upper Westside, Renalia building, Alex Mercer's Apartment, 7:30 a.m.

Opening the door, Dana sighed as she turned the lights on.

Sure is lonely... she remarked and went upstairs to take a shower and get a new change of clothing.

After she had finished, she entered the kitchen and opened the fridge; taking ingredients to make herself a sandwich.

While she was making her breakfast, she heard an irritating... yet, hilarious ringtone.

Meow-meow-meow-meow-meow-meow-meow~

Meow-meow-meow-meow-meow-meow-meow~

Aaannndd... he left his phone. And looked for her brother's phone, finding it inside his room and underneath his bed sheets.

"Hello?"

"Hello? This is Angela calling, is Alex there?" The woman-Angela asked.

"I'm sorry. But my brother is..." she stopped before answering, thoroughly thinking about how to answer properly. "Unavailable..."

"Dana? Okay, but where is he? McMullen is interrogating us over the phone, just because Alex isn't responding." She stated.

"McMullen? Why?" She asked. "Is about work? Because Alex doesn't need that sort of thing right now." She added.

"Well, I am calling from work... so maybe it is?" She answered sarcastically. "But seriously though, if Alex isn't there... I'll just bring this pile of paperwork from McMullen over to his apartment. This may take a while though, this is a lot of paperwork." Angela replied.

Whatever sadness Dana felt earlier, it was replaced by anger and hatred for McMullen.

"No need... I'll be there in a few." She hissed and before Angela could reply, she hung up and stormed out of the room.

Not even caring about putting everything away, she just grabbed her sandwich and her coat; then locked the door.


"He's in a what?!" Jean shrieked.

"A coma Jean, how many times does Dana have to explain it to you?" Travis quipped.

Shaking her head, Dana looked at her brother's group of friends at work. Frankly, the poor girl thought her brother didn't have any; until now.

"So let's just clear some things up... Alex is in a coma, right?" A nod from Dana.

"Okay. And the reason for it, is because he was sick and his body decided to take a break from the outside world." Jean said.

"Also because of McMullen, who handed him the pile of paperwork." Travis added.

"And then he took an overnight shift yesterday, Jean saw him walking out of his office." Angela concluded.

"I'm starting to hate this McMullen guy..." Dana hissed. The others nodded in agreement.

Out of the blue, the landline began to ring; signaling the others to answer the call. The three adults then looked at each other intensely, Travis pointed at Jean and Jean pointed at Angela, while she pointed at Travis.

After a few more intense gazes and pointing, Travis was the 'chosen one' and was instructed to answer the call.

"More like the chosen slave," Travis mumbled beneath his breath. "Hello? This is the GENTEK Facility, Travis Coleman speaking."

When the caller had stated who he was, Travis suddenly became half-nervous and half-serious.

"Yes, Dr. McMullen. We were just talking to Dr. Mercer's sister. Uh-huh..." then he looked over to Dana. He wants to talk to you... he mouthed and reached the phone over to Dana.

"This is Dana Mercer speaking. Who are you?" She demanded, quite sternly.

"Good morning, my dear. This is McMullen and I want to talk to your brother." McMullen replied over the phone.

McMullen? Oh... I have a lot of things to say to you. "What is your business with my brother, Dr. McMullen? If it isn't that of importance, please hang up and don't bother him."

"Excuse me? I am his boss! I demand to talk to him immediately!" He shouted and Dana moved the phone away for a second, before resuming the conversation.

"Listen to me, you overgrown prick! Just because you're his boss, doesn't neccessarily mean that you can control like a mindless bot! Because of you, my brother got sick and he tried to hide it! He put on a strong fa?ade to show you that he was fine! Well guess what? He's in a fucking coma because you drowned him in work and they don't know when he'll wake up!" She roared, behind her; the three adults were taken aback by her sudden outburst.

"They really are siblings..." Jean whispered, earning nods from her co-workers.

"A coma? Nonsense! He's just sick-"

"You wanna know why he's in a coma?! Yesterday, we fought after I found out that he was sick and I told him to stay! But he didn't listen, 'cause I knew he wanted to finish the work you gave him and I chased him outside. I was about to be hit by a car, but he pushed me to safety! He's the one who got hurt! And he almost died twice! I hope this weighs like hollow blocks on your conscience, because if he never wakes up... so help me, I'll run you over a thousand times; till even your mother doesn't recognize you!" She finished and hung up violently.

"Well, that was... intense." Angela remarked.

"So, what now?" Jean asked and everyone else stared at her. "What? So Alex is in a coma, what are we going to do?"

"We just wait, I guess..." Dana said in a quiet voice. Sighing, she made her way towards the door. "I better go... Somebody has to take care of Alex."

"Wait!" The others exclaimed in unison.

"We want to go, too!" Angela chirped.

"Yeah!" Jean agreed and bolted out of the room.

"Might as well..." Travis shrugged and followed Jean out of the room.

Dana was happy, to say the least... She looked at her brother's friends and knew they were true. Smiling, she took Angela's hand and they followed the two out of the building.


Saint Elizabeth's Hospital, one week later...

In her hand, Dana held a medium-sized box and was closely followed by Jean, Travis and Angela; each holding different things.

They were headed towards Alex's room and she was excited! Because, it was Alex's 25th birthday.

It has been over a week since the accident and lots of things happened... Somebody got slapped and groveled, while she burned a few documents. It was nothing much really... just a bunch of science-y stuff and numbers, Dana had yet to understand.

So here they were... about to have a birthday party inside Alex's hospital room.

At least we'll be together... she thought before entering the room. "Happy Birthday Alex!" They all greeted in unison.

Setting down the box that she held, Dana went over to Alex and kissed him on the cheek.

"I'm done with decorating!" Angela chirped and Dana spun around to see her handiwork. It was amazing! The streamers were hanged just in the right places, the balloons were tied and or taped to the walls and some of it, on Alex's bed. And she can hear Alex's hilarious phone ringtone as the background music even in low volume, probably turning it low so it wouldn't disturb her brother

"Thank you, Miss Angela." And she hugged her.

"No problem." Angela said and hugged her back. After they let go of each other, Angela started arranging the food next; whilst Dana opened the box she had carried earlier.

Inside was a cake that she baked herself. It was round and it had a beautiful cream frosting. For the decoration, she used fondant to create a miniature model of a DNA strand and there was a picture of Alex that was taped to a toothpick and she wrote, 'Happy Birthday Alex! Love, Dana.'

"Dang! That cake looks good, Dana!" Travis exclaimed.

Blushing slightly, Dana set it down on the table gently and nodded.

"I made it myself," she replied. "Alex would've scolded me, but I wanted to do this for him."

"You're such a nice little sister..." Jean remarked.

While setting up for the small party, a doctor came and checked up on Alex. It was nothing much, just came to check on his vitals and to see if he can figure out when he'll wake.

"It can be any day now... who knows? Maybe he'll wake up today." He told them.

Dana and the others were relieved. Alex could wake up today or tomorrow! So after they had finished setting up, Dana took the cake and lighted the candle with a match.

After singing the annoying birthday song, Dana placed the cake a few inches away from Alex's face.

"You can blow out your candle, Alex... if you could just wake up." She said. When he didn't respond nor twitch, Dana closed her eyes and was about to blow the candle... when she felt somebody else do it.

"Now for my wish... I wish I knew how you got those three rascals to do your bidding..."

Looking up, she saw Alex smiling at her. "Hello, Dana..." he greeted, although his voice was a bit choked.

"Alex!" Dana exclaimed and almost hugged him if it weren't for the cake she was holding.

Chuckling, Alex used what little strength he had to place his hand on top of her head and ruffled her hair.

"Ehem... aren't you forgetting something?" Angela interrupted.

"Sorry..." Dana apologized. She carefully placed the cake back on the table and picked up a small device.

"So you're awake now!" Travis said. "Thought you'll stay like that until I marry-I mean... until Dana turns twenty."

"Seriously?" Angela mumbled.

"So Dana... looks like you've been busy." Alex commented, staring at the decorations; as his bed was being raised by a remote that Dana was holding.

"Yeah, I was. From what you've been through, you deserve it." She simply said, smiling.

Alex smiled back, then suddenly keeled over in pain. Worried, Dana rushed over to his side and immediately asked if he was alright.

"I'm fine..." Alex moaned, his voice shaking. Leaning back on his bed, Alex closed his eyes and breathed deeply.

Although Dana wasn't convinced, she didn't argue with him. He almost died last time.

"Are we going to eat or not?" Jean huffed, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Alex is awake and all you can think of is food?" Angela deadpanned. Jean shrugged and nodded. "Didn't you eat a corndog earlier?"

"I did... but this is a cake for Pete's sake!" She shouted, raising her arms to properly punctuate her stament.

"Cool your jets, Jean. Birthday boy gets first slice." Travis replied.

Jean huffed and sat on the couch, her face inches away from Alex's cake.

"So do you want some cake, Alex?" Dana asked her brother. Opening his eyes, Alex slowly shook his head and yanwed.

"Nah... I'm tired. And I think that I'm not allowed to eat solid food, at least after a few days." Alex answered.

"Is that so?" Dana muttered. "I'm sorry about that."

Smiling sweetly, Alex waved his hand and sighed. "Well don't be. I'm the one who should be sorry. I got caught up with work, I hid my condition to you and worked myself to death. It's only fair to you, that I apologize." And he tried pushing himself upright, but was stopped by a pair of hands on his shoulder; that pushed him back down.

"It's not your fault. If anything... I believe McMullen is the one who should be apologizing to you." Dana smirked and the others nodded in agreemnet and stifled a laugh.

Confused, Alex eyed all of them and gave them a funny look.

"What's so funny?"

"Oh, nothing..." Jean said innocently.

"Just remembered something," Travis added.

Facepalming, Angela shook her and smiled. "Dana scolded McMullen, humillated him in front of everyone by making him grovel and that was after she slapped him." She concluded.

"You should have seen the look on his face!" Jean laughed, holding her sides. "It was epic!"

Travis interrupted them by showing Alex a recording of said humillation and they all laughed in amusement. Alex on his part, tried not to; but who couldn't resist laughing at McMullen worshipping Dana, while wearing the 'cone of shame' on top of his head. So as he laughed, he occasionally winced from time to time, but nevertheless... it was funny as hell.

"I can't believe you did that," Alex mused.

"What can I say?" Dana said with a smug look on her face. "I get fierce when somebody tries to mess with Alex."

"Time for presents!" Angela exclaimed and grabbed a box from the table. "Here's a present from... Travis!" And threw the gift towards Dana.

Catching it, Dana showed it to Alex and he smiled; taking the box as he did.

Shaking it, Alex opened the box and looked at it with amusement. "Painkillers... Seriously?"

Shocked, Dana glared at Travis and gave him a punch to his shoulder. "You're just encouraging him to hide his pain from me!" She whined and pouted.

"Ehem... there's another one inside." Travis told him.

Nodding, Alex grabbed the remaining object from the box. "Bus tickets? Thanks... I guess."

"Okay! Next up is a present from... Jean!" And threw the next present to Dana, who caught it with ease.

Handing Alex the present, Dana was curious about what Jean had bought for him.

Opening it, Alex tried not to snicker. "It's an umbrella..."

"You better treasure it! That's custom made! It cost me my whole weekend!" She said. "And it comes with an accessory!" Then Jean took something out of her bag and placed it on Alex's head. "Ta-da! Cat ears!"

The others looked at him in amusement, Travis snapped a photo with his new phone and Dana placed her palm against her mouth as to not burst out laughing.

"A cat-themed umbrella... cost you your weekend and a headband with cat ears." Alex deadpanned. "Thank you, Jean for your wonderful gift..." He said with a little sarcasm.

Nodding, Jean turned around and began to stare at the cake again with Travis.

"Here's a gift from me." Angela said and tossed the gift towards Dana.

"What is it?" Dana chirped. As Alex opened it, he saw a black leather jacket with two white stips on each sleeve and had a red tribal mark on the back; that resembled a dragon of sorts.

"No way!" Dana gasped. "You bought it?! The one I said that would look good on him!"

"Well, yeah... I know how much you love Alex and he surely needs one, so I bought it." She answered.

"Out of all three gifts, I'd say this is the most decent one after Dana's cake." Alex commented and set the jacket aside.

"My turn!" Dana shouted and grabbed a box just below Alex's bed and placed it on his lap.

Alex winced in pain, but otherwise fine. He looked at the box in curiosity. Is it a new set of test tubes? Or is it a new pair of shoes? He thought to himself.

"Open it! Open it! Open it!" The four shouted in unison.

So Alex opened the box and his face scrunched up in confusion. It seemed empty, but then he saw little ears that twitched. What the- and then a kitten popped out and jumped outside.

"D'aaaaawwww... kitty!" The trio exclaimed.

"You bought a cat?" Alex asked Dana and she nodded.

"What are you going to name him?" Jean asked.

"How about... Abomination?" He answered.

"Well I think we should call him Lexie!" Dana chirped and stroked the kitten's fur. The kitten in response, purred in gratitude and jumped onto Dana's arms.

"Who's the fwoofy widdle kitty? You are! Yes you do! Yes you do!" Dana cooed.

"Oh kitty meow-meow-meow. My widdle kitty..." Dana sung and Jean whispered something to Alex.

"Make sure she doesn't turn into a cat lady..." she warned and Alex nodded in agreement, shocked to see Dana act like that.

So for the next few hours, they spent their time: chatting, telling jokes, playing with Lexie and taking photos.

Even before the sun had set, Alex was sleeping again while the others cleaned up. Travis and the others bid farewell and left, Dana was sitting down on the couch; with Lexie sleeping on her lap and she couldn't help but stare at her brother while he slept.

He looks so peaceful... she mused. As she recalled the events that happened last week, Dana had one thought that would never disappear from her memories.

"I will always be by your side... I will always be there for you and you'll always be my brother. No matter what happens..." she whispered.

"So please don't do anything that may harm you... because you're not invincible." She added softly.


THE END

A/N: Happy birthday to our favourite borderline sociopath/ virus/ badass anti-hero!

This is the last part of this two-shot and as I stated in the previous one: I would love to hear from the people who are reading this!

Alex's ringtone is from the ringtone of Kim Bok Joo in Weightlifting Fairy. We just changed the lyric 'Nom' to 'Meow'. Here's the link if you wanna hear it. Just remove the space when you open the link on youtube. watch?v=n7ZexrcJ8Sg

So bye bye and see you in the next story!