Harvey Brown • Brother of Hobie Brown

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Miles

We had gone to the hospital in Gwen's dimension, trying to make up an excuse on how Harv and My dad had gotten hurt.

"Okay.. We can take them in. Go wait over there until we get news." The nurse told us, she noticed my scars, "Do you need me to clean those?"

I shook my head, feeling an arm go around my shoulders.

Hobie.

"Are ya okay, Mate?" He asked, his normal pink color around me was dull and had blue splotches everywhere.

"Yea. Are you?" I muttered, glancing at him.

"My lil' brothah was almost killed. Not really." He said, his pink fading into a greyish blue.

The silence between us stretched out, I looked over at the clock.

Two minutes had felt like hours, the worry inside me built up.

"What if he doesn't make it?" I mumbled.

Hobie glanced at me, squeezing my shoulder tight.

"It'll be okay." He said, it felt like he was trying to comfort himself more then me.

Harv had more scratches and cuts then my dad did, he was even passed out.

What if Harv didn't make it?

Hobie's normally calm expression had fallen to show a frown, he looked as if he was in deep thought.

"Miles Morales?" I heard myself be called, I stood up immediately from the chairs.

"Yes! Yes? Yes, that's me."

"You may see your father now." The nurse smiled kindly at me, I looked at Hobie, "He's in room 43, down the hallway and take a left."

"Go 'head, Luv." He smiled sadly, "I'll wait for Harv."

Something erged me to stay, but I couldn't help myself and ran off to my dad's room.

Ｈｏｂｉｅ

Hours stretched by, I didn't care.

I'll wait for Harv.

"Hobart Brown?" Someone called.

"Yea. Tat's me." I stood up, tiredness pulled at my brain.

"Your.. Your brother is in room 72. Go to the elevator and press floor 2." The nurse frowned.

Why wasn't she smiling like she did with Miles?

"Is 'e okay?" I asked, She sighed.

"He's in a coma."