Factions, Families, Clans, and Empires
Age: 31, height: 6'2", blondish brown hair, scuffles,
Kind, puts others in front of him, watches out for his younger brother Cam
"You look like shit," Brian said as Cam re-entered the house. Brian sat at the island counter in the kitchen. He had a cup of coffee in front of him and a news paper. His bright blue eyes looked as if searching for something.
"Yeah? What else is new?" Cam began making his way back to his room.
"Wait," Brian called after him. He set down his cup of coffee, folded the news paper and walked to Cameron. "Koko wants to have a dinner later."
"That sounds erotic. let me know how that goes."
"I was hoping you could come with," Brian nodded.
"Sorry..." Cam turned and made his way up the stairs. "I'm taking a trip to the city today."
There was a knock on the door, making the quiet house echo. After a few more knocks, Cam opened his eyes. Cursing under his breath, he struggled out of bed and stepped to the front door and opened it. Brian was on the other side of the door, holding a Tupperware. "What's that?" Cam asked as he eyed the dish.
"Uh, lasagna! Koko wanted me to bring some over for you."
Cam turned around and walked to the living room, leaving the door open so Brian could follow. Cam slouched on the couch and Brian watched him, his arms crossed. "You have to work tonight?"
Brian let himself back out the front door. Cam had a feeling that Koko had sent him over. It was her idea of 'helping' him. She must not understand that he loved his solitude.
"I will never understand these late-night walks you insist on taking," Brian mumbled as Cam opened the door to his home. He had to remember at some point to take his older brother's key. Brian's check in's were getting annoying and repetitive.
"I believe it would be 'early morning walks'," Cam corrected, nodding his head toward the clock on the living room wall. "It's about 5 passed 6."
"I wanted to let you know that I got a strange call last night."
"And why would that interest me?"
"Because I think it was from someone you know."
"Oh really?" Cam smirked as he took the leash off Fry and let him run around the living room. He glanced up at Brian, one knee on the ground. "Who might that be?"
Cam kept his eyes on the wooden floor, not wanting to reveal his feelings towards the name that made his fist clench. Instead, he smiled slowly and let out a slight laugh as he slowly stood up to face his brother. "No kidding," he tried his best to sound half interested. Maybe that wasn't so hard.
"He wants to talk, Cam." Brian added.
"Oh, I was hoping you'd say that. Let me just get reservations for Apple Bees. Seven sound good?" He stepped into the kitchen, taking out a clear glass. Brian covered the glass with a hand, his eyes reflecting every color of brotherly love.
"You can't avoid him forever. Things need to be sorted out and don't you think it's a little early to be drinking?" Brian kept his eye brows knitted together and Cam glared into his brother's bright blue eyes.
"No, I really think I can." He reached into the fridge and grabbed a jug. "And it's a glass of milk."
"Are you okay?" Koko asked, her oven mitt-covered hands on her hips. Brian looked up from his breakfast of soggy bran flakes. Koko cocked a head at him, her red lips pulling into a welcoming smile. God, he loved her.
"Yeah," he said after a moment. "It's just, Cam isn't taking Fox seriously. What the hell am I thinking? Cam doesn't take anything seriously." He rubbed his eyes as if that would some how rub the sleep away. It didn't help.
"You can't save your brother from his own mistakes." Koko stepped towards Brian, as she slipped off her oven-mitts. She began rubbing his back. "We have our own things to worry about," she laughed lightly.
"That's right," Brian smiled happily. He swiveled in his chair and pulled his wife into a kiss.
When he got home, Cam was greeted by Tony and a very concerned Brian. "Where were you?" Brian asked as he stood up from his place at the kitchen table.
"Does it really matter?" Cam set his coat down and took out his phone. There was a missed call from Savaya. Just what he needed.
"Yes." Brian answered. "You could have been dead..."
"Shit happens." Cam stepped to the fridge and took out a beer and made his way up the stairs. "And unfortunately, you've killed my buzz."
He was sitting at a little coffee shop when his phone rang. He sipped a bit of his french roast coffee before answering. "Hello?"
"May I speak with Brian Hills?" A polite feminine voice asks.
"This is him," Brian responds, not thinking much of it.
"Brian, this is Gold Gate Regional hospital. You're listed as Cameron Hills emergency contact." Brian exhaled. He had a feeling...
"I'll be right over," he responds.
"Mr. Hills?" The receptionist says before Brian can hang up. "He's unresponsive."
Phil watched Inu exit and then turned to Tallon. "Are you going to go?" He asks.
Tony orders Maya a cup of coffee, the waitress smiling a little when he mentions it's for his friend.
"Well, sure, I could keep you company," Phil smiled. "I don't have anything planned."
"Not at all," Tony answers with a smile. To be honest he had forgotten exactly how long he had been waiting. It really didn't matter to him anymore though.
Cam was in surgery so Brian was forced to wait in the waiting room. When he prodded about what had happened, he was given no answers. His head rests in his palms, waiting for someone to fill him in on his brothers condition.
Brian looked up from the floor, his eyes tired with concern. "Who are you?" He asked.
Phil smiled at the offer. "And your club could really use a chef, right?"
Tony's eyebrows knitted together. "Cops? What happened?"
"No," Brian says after a moment of pause. He looks at his folded hands. "Just that he's unresponsive."
"I could make something to bring in. Maybe it would persuade the staff?" He suggests. "I can do desserts as well!"
"Oh yeah?" Tony takes a sip of coffee. "That sounds pretty bad. She'll be okay?" He asked.
Brian smiles to himself. "It might come to a surprise to you, but I know very little about him." Cam hardly gave him the chance to let him know something about him, but that was Cam. "What I can tell you is that he's trouble. Always."
"I really do make a killer chocolate fudge cake." Phil smiles. "Challenge excepted."
"Well, I'm glad you're alright," Tony says with a smile. "Will work be angry about you playing hooky?"
A nurse stepped in front of Brian, a clipboard in hand. "Brian? Your brother is in recovery. Would you like to see him?"
Brian stood and nodded. Before he followed the nurse into the back, he turned to Inu. "I can let you know what I'm done so you can go back?" He paused for a moment. "you did want to see him, right?"
Phil excitedly began prepping for his dessert masterpiece. He'd spare no expense for this dessert. He had more than just the staff to impress.
"Good," Tony smiled at an effort to keep the conversation light. "Id rather have you here with me anyway."
Brian followed the nurse down the brightly lit hallways of the hospital. All he could think about was how stupid his brother was. He still didn't know the full story of what had happened, but Cam's track record wasn't the best. It wouldn't surprise him if Savaya were involved in these either. But what really could his brother do about her? Savaya was Cam's puppet master.
The nurse opened a door marked 3002. "Mr. Hills? Your brother is here to see you." Brian took another step into the room and there his brother was propped up on a bed, fresh bandages covering his chest and left arm.
"Brother," Cameron scoffed. The nurse smiled uneasily before leaving the room.
"Maybe you can tell me what happened?" Brian asked.
"I really appreciate the time you took out of your day to come and visit, but my medication is about to wear off," Cam said with a smile. He looked very pale. It was obvious there was a lot of blood loss.
"Who shot you?" Brian said after a moment. Cam kept his eyes focused on his brother, but the smile had all but vanished. Brian rubbed his eyes in frustration. "You're not going to tell me? That's fine. The police will know though, Cam. They will make it their business to know." He bends forward, his eyes trained on Cam's. "And when they do little brother, I won't be there to clean up your mess."
There was silence between them. Cam turned his head to look out the window. The sky was tinted gray. It might rain. "I think you're beginning to realize that I don't want you to."
Brian left the hospital room without saying another word to Cam. If he didn't want his help, fine. He wasn't getting it. He almost forgot to tell the other lady in the waiting room about Cam. Brian walked back by the waiting room on his way back, stopping in front of the woman from before. "He's in 3002." And then he stepped out of the hospital before he could turn back around and knock some sense into Cam.
"Not so bad," Tony shrugged. "I have to admit, I don't really live an interesting life."