"We're on our way, Sir." Keith hung up the phone. He looked over to Lance.

"Let's go. Marshall Graham wants to see us."

Lance glanced towards Sven's room.

"Think he'll be all right to leave here alone for awhile?"

"He's pretty out of it, I think so, but just in case."

Keith left the apartment and went across the hall to the apartment next door. He knocked and waited for an answer. It was Hunk who answered the door.

"Hi Keith, what can I do for you tonight?"

"Look, Sven's not feeling good and we gotta go out for a little while. He's in his room asleep with the door closed. He shouldn't need anything or wake up but we just don't want him to be in the place alone."

"Sure, not a problem." Hunk closed the door and went across the hall and into their apartment.

With the safe fact that Hunk would let them know if anything happened, they went to Marshall Graham's office. He beckoned them in.

"Please, sit down." When the boys had made themselves comfortable Marshall graham opened a file.

"I have some very disturbing news boys. It didn't take me long to pull the file on this Dr.Kirklande. How Sven managed to get him for a doctor, I don't know. That we must find out. Seven different patients are currently suing this Kirklande.

"It appears that he diagnosed his patients with either fake or curable diseases and giving them, what they thought, were medicines but basically he was using them for guinea pigs and he was doing the same to Sven. For what reasons he was doing this have not been disclosed, the only reason it was discovered that a couple of patients went to another doctor when Kirklande was out of town and it was discovered that their medicines were not right or not needed."

Keith and Lance looked at each other, stunned looks on their faces.

"Look, we know Sven can be as dumb as a post but I don't think he'd be stupid enough to actually go along with something like that."

"Apparently he did. I won't say that Sven is a dumb kid, because no one is dumb. He just might not have caught on; he might have been frightened by what the doctor told him. Telling someone that they may lose their leg to an infection can be pretty scary, I don't care who you are, and you would be willing to jump at any kind of medication to keep from losing it regardless of what it is.

"Sven may not have had the foresight to look up the medication in the medical library to see what the uses were for. I had a very severe allergic reaction to a medication when I was a child and after that I have always looked up things since then.

"Not many people do look meds up but I think it would be a good idea if everyone did. But this has been going on for a month or so. The meds he was on have nothing to do with an infection but the question before us is how we are going to get him off these meds and treat him for what is really wrong with him, if anything is wrong.

"Do you boys think you can get him to the campus hospital? I can get the doctors to give him a through examination."

"That shouldn't be a problem." Lance replied, "I don't think he'll be waking up any time soon. We'll just pack him up in the car and bring him in."

"Good. Once we get a full blood work up we can begin to treat him properly. As I said before, boys, this does not go beyond the three of us."

"Understood." They both whispered.

They left quietly, each lost in their own thoughts as they walked back to the dorm. Hunk reported that there had not been a peep out of Sven. After he left they wrapped Sven in a heavy blanket and put him in the back of Lance's car.

It was only a jump to the campus hospital but neither wanted to try and carry Sven there.

They sat in the waiting room while the doctors conducted their tests on Sven. They were glad that Sven hadn't woken up for them.

It seemed like an eternity before the doctor told them that they had completed their tests and that Sven was sleeping comfortably. Lance went to sit beside Sven; he lightly touched Sven's hand.

"Where did you go wrong? What made you think that this was so terrible that you couldn't come to Keith or me? We've always been so close. You and I have known each other since we were kids. You've helped me through a lot. If anyone should be in that bed, it's me.

"You've pulled me out of a lot of rotten things and helped me to care about life and to make the right choices. You've stuck by me and that means a lot. I don't regret anything we've done together.

"After my dad got hurt and couldn't work, I'll never be able to pay back the kindness you and your mom showed until we could get back on our feet. I tried to get into drugs and things like that but you kept me out of that and I'll always be thankful for that.

"I think what the turning point in my life, that kept me from flushing my life down the drain was the night in your room, the night that mom got boozed out of her mind and took a freak attack. She smashed everything she could lay her hands on, including me.

"I was really scared, that was the first time I had seen her that bad and that vicious. I looked out my bedroom window and saw you in yours, I knew where I had to go.

"Your room was a sanctuary to me, I sat and I cried and you held me close and sang songs to me, lullabies and they really helped. More than you'll ever know how you saved me that night with those songs. Just plain, simple songs."

"Now the tables have turned and I am here to say that I am beside you no matter what. I will never leave. I stood beside you when you got up the guts to go to your mom about your dad hitting you. You stood beside me, when mom tried to smack me around when she got too much booze into her after dad got hurt.

"Neither one of us have had the good life but we stuck together and came though. Neither one of us were rich or and everything handed to us like a lot of the kids here did but that didn't matter to either one of us. I know about what is being said about us, that I am better than you; I shouldn't be hanging out with someone who can drag me down. But I don't listen to them. I don't hear them. So what if I do better in my classes, I don't care. I help you when I can. I don't see why the teachers have to be up your ass all the time about things you can't help.

"I have said it before to them and I will say it again, you are someone who needs individual training. I know it's been done with other students, I know you have to pay extra fees for it but I know it would do you a world of good, even if you could only pay the fees a little at a time instead of all up front.

"We'll make it Sven, you and me, regardless of the outcome. We'll achieve our goals no matter how long it takes. You are the greatest friend in the whole wide world, I love you so much for standing by me, and being there for me no matter I'm sorry. You gotta come back to me so we can get this whole mess straightened out and behind us. Please Sven, don't do this to me.

"I want you to be at my wedding as my best man when and if I decide to marry, I want you to be my child's godfather when I have them. Don't leave me now. I know I'm being overly dramatic but you get me so upset at times I don't know what to do."

Lance gave a little laugh,

"Make a great actor, don't you think? I just hope nobody heard that spew of horse shit I just let out. But, hey, Sven, you know what I mean, you know what I'm talking about even if I pour the melodrama on a little thick."

Lance looked close at Sven as he slowly opened his eyes and smiled as best he could.

"Lance, I've always loved you."