Disclaimer: Hello. A new story and a new series entirely! I love Two and a Half Men, because it's a hilarious series! It still is, even with Charlie gone! But, one episode in season 9 (I think?) gave me the idea to write this story! Please don't judge! I hope someone will like this story! I don't own Two and a Half Men, Chuck Lorre does. Review positively please! Thank you! Anyway, enough babble! Let's go!
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Frodo's Headshots: Not Just a Dream
"Goodbye, Alan."
"Now, Herb, can we talk about this...?"
*Gunshots fire three times*
Alan woke up in the hospital. He looked around. He was in so much pain. He looked around and saw Judith with her head lied down near the end of his hospital bed. Where am I? he wondered. He then remembered what happened. Herb shot him... His best friend shot him. All because Millie was really his daughter and not Herb's...
Minutes later, Judith woke up and saw that Alan was awake. She busted into tears and gently hugged him. "Judith?..." Alan barely said.
"Thank God, you're all right. I couldn't lose you, too..."
"Lose me, too?... What happened, Judith?..."
"Jake..."
"Jake?... W-W-What's going on with Jake?... Where's my son?...
"I got a phone call from Herb. He was angry. He was enraged that his daughter wasn't really his daughter. He took Jake out of anger. He's enraged... I don't think he knows what he's doing…"
"What are we gonna do?..." Alan couldn't believe what his ex-wife just told him… He had to save his son, before Herb did something that couldn't be undone...
"We're going to have to find him..."
To be Continued…
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A/N: Thanks for reading! Review positively please! Thank you! What's going to happen next? You'll see!
Ciao,
- Young Hero of Time
