"It's amazing what people say about you when you're dead, and even more when you're not."

Chapter 2: Semi-conscious

I woke up in the Foster's lobby, again. It took a moment, but I suddenly realized that I was dreaming because the scene was way too different. The big room's chandelier is gone and I hear a big explosion outside. I run to the door and stop, thinking;

What am I about to do? There's something out there and Ireallydon't wanna know what it is.

Then I think;

Wait! This is a dream so-

My thoughts were cut short when the Foster's doors were blown clean off with a loud boom, and people I've never seen before storm the building with automatic weapons. They looked like a government S.W.A.T. team. And they don't notice me, hell, they passed right through me. Then I heard a familiar voice say;

"Kill every human you see. Don't leave a single one breathing. But make sure to bring them to me."

They flew up the foyer stairwell, their heavy foot-falls thundering up the steps. I took no chances and followed them up, but they were already firing on people who were walking the hallways. It was a massacre; soon the walls were swathed in blood. After a second, there were only bodies and silence, then they were moving again, the heavily armored team kicking in each door until they found them. Goo, Frankie, and some young man with dark blue hair were dragged out of their rooms in the house. Frankie wasn't coming quietly, lashing around, trying to fight off the men and women, she was given a swift slug to the jaw, causing her to submit to just mild struggling and grumbling, the blue haired man was put in iron restraints, he didn't say anything, but his hair and eye colors were switching rapidly. Goo was crying softly, as one woman in black and green decided to yank on her pigtails as she led her down the steps.

A feeling of dread passed over me as the three of them were forced to their knees in a row. The figure that stood before them had on a black suit and a red tie, too formal for what was happening. The three looked up at the man, his black hair blowing lightly from the slight breezed emanating from the blown door. He smiled cruelly down at them, pulling out a handgun and pointing it at the blue haired man first.

"Anything you have to say, old friend?" he asked, the man just looked at him, like he couldn't believe he was doing this.

"I guess he really was right about us…" the man mumbled, this statement caused the black suited fiend's grin to falter, almost to a pained expression.

"Yeah, maybe…" he started, then he pulled the trigger and the young man, a bloody mess, fell to the white floor, lifeless. His armed hand now turned to the caretaker who was next in line. He walked closer to her, his face, and gun, inches from her face; a sad look on his face now.

"I know, so I won't ask. But do you think…before…" He trailed off, out of nowhere she smashed her lips to his and for a few moments they stayed before he pulled away.

"Nothing you do will ever bring me back, don't you understand that!" he yelled, she didn't bother saying anything, he just turned and caressed her face, putting the gun to her head.

"I'm sorry…" And then Frankie's empty shell of a body fell, the light gone from her eyes and a small pool of crimson around her fire red hair. Finally he came to Goo, who had tears streaming down her face, the man kneeled down in front of her, I could see his eyes becoming damp as well, but it looked reserved, like something was locking away his emotions. He grabbed the gun by the barrel and handed it to her.

"Here, I'll give you the choice." He said standing up and turning, facing the open door. The team of armed men and women were on high alert then, save the woman in green and black, with a knowing smirk. I tried to say something, but my mouth was frozen. Goo looked down at the weapon, and then back at the man. A grim expression darkening her eyes,

"You know what I would do…if you gave me this, so why did you?" The man turned a genuine smile on his face.

"Because, you were always my favorite." He wrenched her up in a tight hug, grabbing the gun from her shaking hands.

"Close your eyes." I heard him whisper, I couldn't move, Frozen in shock and fear. I saw Goo's silver eyes close, there was a small click.

Then nothing, a black void again, but I could still feel that I was alive, but I felt rigid and cold, not because of any temperature, this was a feeling of pure turmoil. What is happening to my mind? There was light rhythmic breathing right in my ear. I couldn't move, I couldn't wake up but I was conscious of my surroundings, just then I heard a door open and the sounds of an ongoing conversation filled the room softly.

"Is-is he gonna be okay, Frankie?" The first voice asked desperately.

"I don't know, Bloo. He's been out for five whole days." Frankie replied solemnly.

What the…? Five days?

"And she's been here that long too?" Bloo asked.

Who is it, my mom?

Frankie sighed, "Yeah. Goo, your parents want you home. Come on, wake up."

Then a voice very close to my ear said, " I'm not gonna leave him Frankie, not now. He passed out on the floor. I'm gonna stay here 'til he wakes up...just like he did for me."

"Hmm…fine. I'll just call and tell them you're spending the night, again."

"Thank you Frankie."

So Goo's been here for five days…with...with me?

"I love you Mac."

?

Then she was snoring lightly in my ear again.

What did she just say? Oh god, am I still dreaming?

Goo stirred a little in her sleep and mumbled, "Mac...doctor...girlfriends…"

Then it all came to me…

Chapter 2: END

(A/N: That was fun to write I must say, gives you a little insight to what's going on..ok maybe not really but that was the newly revamped chapter 2!)