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Soon after Jax's parents had entered the room, a nurse came in. She looked at Jax. "You're supposed to be in bed, young man" she said, sounding slightly angry with him, but at the same time lovingly. Jax figured that she was right and went back to bed. He was hooked up to the tubes again.

"Why am I here by the way?" Jax asked after being alone with his parents for a while. Irina and Nikolai looked at each other and then at their son. They tried to explain what had happened. But before they could finish, Jax was already asleep. Again.

Jax kept on sleeping for a few hours. When he woke up, it was in the middle of the night. Dark. He was alone. He wondered where his parents were. They couldn't have gone home, right? They wouldn't just leave him there! That would be really mean. But Jax didn't think about that too much; a horrible headache was what woke him up again. It was worse than a hang over and a hang over is quite bad. He sat up and ran his fingers through his hair. He still had a tube in his arm and was given oxygen though his nose. Jax lay down again and put the white pillow over his head in hopes of going back to sleep.

Nope. He couldn't go back to sleep. Sure, he was tired as hell and his head hurt like a hammer had been thrown at him, but he couldn't sleep. He thought about stuff. Deep, emotional stuff. How he wanted his life to be. How he wanted to become that doctor that everyone would love. But to become that doctor, he needed to stop with the drugs. How? He didn't know.

Jax sighed and sat up again, letting the pillow fall down in front of him. He got out from the bed, removing the tubes and the oxygen. Just a few seconds without the oxygen, he could feel the headache getting worse. But right now, he didn't care. He wanted to find his parents. As silent as he could, he opened the door and stepped out to the corridor. No one there. Jax walked down the corridor in hopes of meeting someone, a nurse or something. He scratched his bandaged arms. It hurt, just as much as his head did.

As Jax were walking through the corridor, trying to walk on a straight line. But that wasn't going too well; his head hurt too much and he was getting dizzy from both pain and hunger. He walked passed a man and his son, not thinking much about it, but then heard his name in a whisper. He stopped and looked around, trying to locate the sound. He caught the young boy's eyes that were begging for help. Big, blue eyes and blonde hair. Cameron!? All Jax could do for a second was to stare at him. "Cameron..?" he said, sounding surprised.

The boy nodded; it was Cameron. Jax didn't know how to react. He was just surprised to see him there. The older man that held on to Cameron turned around to face him. Told him to move on. Called him a freak. Looked disgusted. He grabbed Cameron by the hair and pulled him along. Jax never noticed; he was totally caught by the word "freak". Then it snapped for him, the drugs in his body were still there and he was still affected by them. "I'm no f-cking freak" he said, quite pissed off, and followed the man and Cameron. He could see that the boy needed his help and that he was in great pain. "So take that back and let go of Cameron." He looked a bit scary with the bloodshot eyes and the angry look on his face.

"Who I am is none of your f-cking business" he said with a slight Russian accent. "And I'm not telling you how to f-cking treat your son, I'm just telling you to let the f-ck go of him" Jax walked up to the man and grabbed Cameron's wrist with his own bandaged hand. He looked the man, who was Cameron's father, in the eyes. Jax may not be strong, but when he gets violet, he gets really violet and dangerous. But he didn't want to start fighting.

Jax wrapped his arms around Cameron as he got free from his father. Jax looked at the man, still pissed off. "I know I would do better" he mumbled as the man walked away along with another boy and a woman. When Cameron sank to his knees, Jax followed and squat down beside him but only was like that for a few seconds before sitting down in a strange position. He was just about to pull Cameron closer and say something to comfort him when he heard a voice. "Jax? What are you doing here?" It was mother. She was, like always, speaking Russian. Jax turned his head and looked at his mother. "My friend is here and...yeah" he replied in Russian and looked at Cameron. Irinia gasped when she saw the boy on the floor. "We brought him here! We found him at the side of the road when we were driving here" she said and ran up to her son and the boy. She sat down on the floor in her nice clothes and gently stroke Cameron's hair. "Are you okey?" she asked, in English this time.

Cameron shook his head when Jax's mum asked if the boy was okey. Of course he wasn't! But Irina only meant well, even though she probably knew the boy wasn't okey. Irina looked at her son and said something about getting a nurse before she stood up and left to go find that nurse. Jax stayed on the floor. He looked at Cameron and grabbed the boy's wrists with his bandaged hands and pulled him closer and wrapped his arms around him. "It's going to be okey, I promise" he whispered. "He's not going to hurt you as long as I'm here."