-1Whee! An alternate ending to my favorite non-animated move, The Invisible! Yay! Well, this is only an experiment, so it might not be that good. I might turn this into a oneshot eventually.

Chapter 1

Annie Newton opened her eyes, glancing around her. She was not with Nick, where she had been what seemed like moments ago. Something beeped nearby, and Annie turned to see what it was. It was a heart monitor. Annie realized that she was in a hospital bed. She looked down at her hands to find that they were no longer bloody, as they had once been.

Suddenly, a sweet, clear voice rang in Annie's ears.

"So, you're awake." Nick Powell stepped into the room, grinning at the girl who had saved his life.

Annie couldn't help but grin. "How did I get here?" she asked.

"You almost died," Nick informed her. "My mom called a nurse when she finally figured that out. She's usually pretty clueless." Nick chuckled, walking to the side of Annie's bed. He ruffled her messy red hair. "How're you feeling?"

"I feel like shit," Annie grumbled.

"You've got ten stitches in your side," Nick said. "It's pretty gruesome."

"I'll bet I've seen worse," Annie mumbled.

"I'm sure you have," Nick agreed. "Well, I should probably get going. You should get some rest. You've gotta go to court next week, remember?"

Annie groaned. "Thanks for reminding me," she muttered sarcastically.

"Hey," Nick murmured, patting Annie's hand. "Don't worry about it. You saved my life, now I'm gonna save your ass."

"Thanks," Annie grinned as Nick turned and walked out of the room. As soon as he was gone, a short, stout nurse with blonde hair tied back in a bun bustled into Annie's room. Annie guessed she was about twenty, maybe twenty-two.

"How are you doing today, Miss…" the nurse picked up the clipboard that hung on the back of Annie's bed. "Annie Newton?"

"I feel like crap," Annie replied honestly.

"Well," the nurse replied. "The pain should subside eventually. We've got you on painkillers, but we haven't given them to you today."

"Can I have them right now?" Annie asked.

"Sure," the nurse replied. "I'll put the IV in now." Annie sat still as the nurse went about sticking a bunch of needles into her arms. Annie didn't flinch, as she had felt much worse pain, both physically and mentally.

"Wait!" Annie cried suddenly, jerking upright. She recoiled as pain lanced through her side, and lay back down.

"Yes?" the nurse said.

"Where's Victor?" Annie asked desperately. "What happened to Victor? Did he get the money?"

"You're going to have to speak to Dr. Fitzgerald about that," the nurse replied. She stuck the last IV in Annie's arm, then headed for the door. "If there's anything you need," she called over her shoulder. "Just press the button on the wall."

And so Annie was left alone with her thoughts. The humming of all the instruments in the room calmed her, though seeing all the needles in her arms frightened her a little bit. The steady beeping of her heart monitor quickly lulled her to sleep.