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Steele rubs Troye's back as he spits into the bucket.

Tears stream down his pale cheeks as the IV continued to feed him medicine. 

Chemo was kicking his ass. 

He knew it was to help, but he didn't like the side effects. 

He sniffles as he leans back in the chair with a sigh.

He hated this. 

"Are we almost done?" Troye whispers. 

"About another hour," Steele replies taking his brother's small hand in his. 

"Hey." 

The two brothers look up at the new voice in the room. 

"Oh, hey," Steele smiles. 

"Hi, Jacob," Troye says quietly. 

Sitting down in the chair next to Steele, he smiles softly at Troye, "How are you, hun?" 

Troye shrugs, "I've been better." 

Jacob gives him a sympathetic smile.  "How are you?" 

"I'm fine," Jacob answers. "I brought you something. I'm not sure if you can have it right now, but I brought it just in case." 

Lifting up a white grocery bag, he hands it to the small boy. 

Troye smiles and lets go of Steele's hand and opens the bag.

He smiles wider and pulls out his gift. 

Steele grins at the slice of pumpkin pie. Troye's favorite. 

"Thank you, Jacob," Troye grins. 

"No problem." 

"Hey, Tro? Will you be okay here with Jacob for a few minutes? I have to use the bathroom." 

Troye nods. 

Steele kisses his head softly before standing up and walking to the bathroom in the hall around corner. 

Jacob smiles at the boy. 

"What are you doing here?" Troye asks softly. 

"Steele wanted me to come up if I wasn't doing anything. I didn't feel like staying home, so here I am." 

"Oh." 

"Do you want me to leave?" 

"No, I was just confused s'all."  Jacob chuckles softly. 

"Jacob?" 

"Mhm?" 

"Can I hold your hand? It just makes me feel better." 

"Yeah, of course." 

Troye rests his hand in Jacob's when he brings his hand up to the arm of the chair. 

Troye smiles, "Thank-" 

The smile drops from his face as soon as it had come.

Immediately Jacob pushes the bucket closer to Troye just as he begins to vomit. 

Steele walks into the room in time to see it happen.

He sighs sadly and walks over to the two.

He rubs Troye's back as more tears stream down the smaller's cheeks.

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