I was inspired by 'Firefly' by Breaking Benjamin. My first Thor fanfic and my first really angsty fic as well. Hopefully I have done this well. Leave reviews for me so I can decide if I want to continue with this story.

Out of all 'The Warriors Three and Sif', you'd think that Fandral would be the least likely to try to kill himself. But try he did. He tried his hardest. But at the last moment, he'd wimp out and only get worse. Of course, he didn't let his friends have even the slightest idea of what was happening. Nevertheless, they found out. They always did.

"Volstagg, can you text Fandral?" asked Hogun.

Hogun, Volstagg, and Sif were sitting around their usual table in the cafe right in between all four friends' houses, waiting for their blond friend to arrive so they could go to the carnival a few towns over.

"Why?" asked Volstagg, pulling his phone from his pocket.

"He's not responding to any of my texts or calls."

"Maybe his phone's off," said Sif, sipping at her coffee.

"This is Fandral, though, Sif," said Volstagg. "Let's just go to his house. If he's okay after all, he deserves a scare."

The others nodded in agreement. It was a good idea to check on Fandral, because his phone was always on and Fandral always replied. He would even answer a call at two in the morning once he was pulled from sleep.

"I think you two are overreacting," said Sif as they all took their places in Volstagg's truck.

Hogun said nothing as they drove to Fandral's flat, letting the others do the talking as he worried. Because of Hogun's silence and many failed attempts at contacting Fandral, all three were on edge as they stood in front of Fandral's locked door.

"Volstagg, will you open it?"

The large red-head slammed into the door with no reply, knocking it open easily. The flat was silent, which freaked them out. Fandral always had something turned on.

"Fandral?" called Sif.

In silence, the three split up, scouring the flat for their pretty friend. Hogun found him passed out on the bed. Though he was barely breathing and had splatters of his own blood on him, Fandral still managed to look angelic. A kitchen knife was on the bed near his hand.

"Call an ambulance!" shouted Hogun frantically, launching himself onto the bed. He shook at Fandral's shoulder and the blond opened his blue eyes. "Fandral, keep looking at me, okay? Just at me. Sif! Get in here!"

Sif came rushing in, gasping at the sight that greeted her. "Wrap his arms," she commanded. "We have to slow the bleeding."

Hogun helped Sif with the job, then hugged Fandral to him. Fandral looked blearily up at him.

"Wha's wrong?" slurred Fandral in little more than a whisper.

"Shut up."

"The ambulance is here," announced Volstagg hurriedly, stepping into the room. "Give him here."

In a panicked silence, Fandral's weak body was transferred between arms before Volstagg ran off faster than one would have guessed him to go, Fandral unconscious again.

"Let's go, Hogun," said Sif gently. "Volstagg can ride in the ambulance and we'll meet him at the hospital."

Hogun nodded, though he had heard nothing but the siren of the ambulance.

"Dammit, Fandral," he thought before following Sif out the door.

It was a few hours of waiting in the hospital before Fandral woke up again, secured to his hospital bed in a sitting position, unable to move his arms. Though he tried getting out of the bonds, his attempts were weak and he soon gave up, choosing to look around the room instead. He found Sif, Volstagg, and Hogun spread around the room, asleep.

"Guys?" he said hoarsely. "Wake up..."

There was no movement and no words in reply, so Fandral just attempted to relax, trying to keep tears from coming to his eyes. But he couldn't, and ended up sobbing, and rather loudly. What made it worse was that his crying had woken the others, and he couldn't seem to stop.

"Fandral?"

There was Sif, suddenly beside him, hugging him half to death. Fandral wished his arms and voice would work, especially when Sif, the toughest of them all, started to wipe his face of tears at the same time Hogun leaped up on the other side of Fandral, hugging him as well. The show of affection only made his crying worse.

"Why'd you do that, Fandral?" asked Sif gently, once he managed to curb his crying.

Fandral looked away from Sif and Hogun, instead making eye contact with Volstagg, who was sitting on the chair next to his bed.

"He doesn't want to talk about it," said Volstagg, understanding the desperate look.

Fandral looked sadly at his friends. He wasn't going to tell them it was because it was Loki's leaving him that drove him to it. They'd just yell at him for being so very stupid before attempting to murder their raven-haired ex-friend. As a response to Fandral's silence, though, his friends thankfully took up conversation.

"They'll let you out in a few days," Sif told him happily. "But you're gonna have to stay at Hogun's for a while."

Fandral shrugged. "I don't mind."

"Thor's probably coming over tomorrow," said Hogun in his pleasantly quiet voice. "He might have to help his dad with some things though."

"And I'm going to buy you all the food you want once you're free," announced Volstagg in his best loud, happy tone.

Fandral grinned at the three. He wasn't quite sure why he was so happy so soon. Maybe it was a mood swing. He really hoped for his second option though. He was surrounded by people that loved him. And his hair seemed to still be in perfect place.

Loki didn't matter any more.

He was happy.

I made myself sad there for a bit. Anyway, review, please.