Who says Big brothers care for Little Sisters?

Amy smiled a little. She was happy Johnny was including her. "Sure." Amy said with a shrug. She didn't want to let on how excited she was.

John smiled. "Good, let's go. The boys are leaving now." He said, tugging Amy along with him as he met up with the rest of the guys.

Amy nearly stumbled on her own feet but caught her footing. She laughed under her breath as she caught up with Johnny and the boys. Amy was in the mood to party

When they arrived at the club, John and guys immediately started drinking. Soon, John was drunk and dancing with Mike and Alex on the bar, drinks in their hands as they grinded. John was always the center of attention, life of the party.

Amy sighed as she watched Johnny. She hated when he got like that. It was why her parents sent her out there with him. Amy walked towards the bar and yelled up to John.

John blinked, looking down at Amy. "Whoa Amy... you look so small from up here." He giggle drunkenly before leaning against Mike as he grinded with him, Mike much more sober.

Amy elbowed Mike and motioned for him to help her get Johnny down

"Ow!" Mike said but nonetheless, picked up John bridal style and carried him off the bar and followed Amy.

Amy sighed and led the way to the car. She opened the passenger side door and watched Mike put Johnny in the car. She thanked him before getting in the divers side

John groaned, sluggishly and drunkenly squirming in the seat. "Lemme get jus' one mo' drink..." He slurred.

"No." Amy said shortly as she drove thme down the high way. It was hard because John kept squirming in his seat and touching things.

Eventually, John passed out cold in the seat, his breathing extremely shallowe.

Amy pulled into the hotel parking lot. She was worried about Johnnys breathing. Biting her lip, she opened his door and put his arm around her shoulders so she was half carrying half dragging him. Amy put him in her room on her bed and put a bucket next to him as well as asprine and water

Suddenly, John stopped breathing his eyes shot open, rolling in the back of his head as his back arched. He stay frozen like that for a few seconds before his body started thrashing and convulsing, white saliva flooding his mouth as she shook. He was having a seizure.

Amy screamed and called 911. Shortly after they carried Johnny off with Amy holding his hand in the ambulance. She was so worried. They wouldnt let her go with him to see the doctor so she was left pacing in the waiting room. She blamed herself.

They rushed John to the back, the doctor giving him some anti-seizure meds through the IV and eventually his seizure stopped. They hooked him up to an oxygen mask and returned his breathing back to normal before John was stable. The doctor went into the waiting room. "Ms. Hennigan?" He called.

Amy jumped at the sound of her name. She rushed over. "Is he ok? Can I see him? What happened?" The questions flowed from her. She needed to know John was OK

The Doctor sighed. "He suffered from alcohol poisoning. He'll have to stop drinking. But... John has an addiction. I've taken samples from him liver and... he drink way too much. And that must mean his addicted. Probably from emotional reasons. He'll have to go through detox, therapy, the whole nine yards if he wants to get better." The man said.

Amy was stunned. She knew Johnny drank but not that much. Her eyes started to fill with tears. If he was addicted and had to do the whole 9 yards he wouldn't be back on the road. Johnny without the road was like taking a child from his mother. Amy looked at the doctor. "Can I see him?" She whispered.

He Doctor nodded and led Amy to John's room. John awoke when he heard footsteps. Tears fell down his cheeks when he saw Amy. "A-Amy..." He cried.

Amy's own tears started to flow. She rushed over to Johnny and took his hand. Amy's voice had left her. She didn't know what to say. So she just sat with her brother crying.

John squeezed Amy's hand as she cried. "I-I'm sorry.... it hurts..." He whimpered, sniffling slightly.

"Well duh itys gonna hurt. Your liver is shot." Amy squeezed his hand back. She wondered if they had told Johnny yet. His being in rehab would cause for him not to bed on the road. Leaving her alone

John nodded, wiping his eyes. "So, when do I get to leave?" He asked, not knowing he was going to be checked into rehab soon.

Amy bit her lip. This was the question she dreaded. She leaned close to Johnny. "Your not for a while. They umm wanna put you in rehab. They say your addicted to alcohol." Tears fell as she said this and saw Johns face.