The hospital was busy for the early afternoon, Eddie had still managed to find his way inside. He stalked the corridors, looking for someone particular. With no warning his muscles suddenly tensed up in pain, a normally inaudible high pitch sound pierced through his body. He had to fight to keep Venom within him, while still trudging their way down the packed corridor. Away from whatever machinery was making the god awful noise.

This is a bad idea.

Eddie ignored him, trying to focus on something other than the sound in the distance, the smell of bleach or the blinding white artificial lights above him.

We tell him, he tells her.

Still Eddie ignored him as he stumbled along, bumping into someone every now and then. Mumbling an apology before moving on.

"If your killing me again…" He whispered angrily, people too busy to notice. "I find out you've been snacking on my heart or a lung I swear to god."

There was an obvious pause in Venoms reply. I'm weak Eddie.

"You have?!" He accidently shouted, the pain his body going through dulling his other senses. He turned a corner and found himself staring at Venom in a mirror. The always fearful smile, the sharp threatening stare, the white veins forming over the black form. "What the fuck man?!" Eddie didn't care about anything at this point, he thought that he and Venom were on the same page. "What happened to 'we' man, what happened to 'we'?"

I can heal us.

"I don't want to hear it." He threw his hands up in front of him in anger, before letting the flop weakly to his side. "Why didn't you tell me?"

Because you would overreact, like you are doing right now.

"I'm dying, don't tell me I'm overreacting." Eddie rushed up at the mirror, pointing a finger furiously at Venom.

You've died before.

"Don't remind me!" Eddie turned away, he remembered the feeling of getting stabbed through the chest, the sensation of his last breath. It wasn't something he wanted to feel again.

"Eddie?" A familiar voice made him wildly spin round. Walking slowly towards him was just the man he was looking for.

"Dan, I need to talk to you." He basically charged at Dan, taking hold of one of his arms.

No, you don't.

"It's about, you know, the erm… The thing that was inside me." Dan proceeded without hesitation to pull Eddie into an unoccupied examining room.

"What's going on?" Dan looked Eddie up and down, examining every detail of the sweaty man in front of him.

"Erm… I'm just not feeling to good you know." Eddie wasn't sure what to say.

"What are your symptoms?" Dan crossed his arms, his white doctors coat clean and ironed, his hair neat and tidy.

Say nothing.

"I'm tired all the time, like, really tired." Eddie paused, a more intense wave of pain rushing over him. "I've also been getting this pain in my head." He mentioned as he rubbed his forehead with a trembling hand.

"It could just be your body having side effects from the parasite."

Parasite!

"We can do another MRI, just to-"

NO!

"No!" Eddie and Venom shouted simultaneously. "No, it's fine, seriously."

"It's better to be safe than sorry." Dan's concern only grew.

"I'm just going to go, I'll just get something from the pharmacy." Eddie was out the door before Dan could try to convince him otherwise.

We will be fine.

"Sure, lying piece of shit." Eddie was almost out the hospital when something being shown on a tv caught his attention.

'Cletus Kasady, mass serial killer has escaped from maximum security prison and is on the run. Authorities have yet to say how he escaped or where Kasady is heading. If you see this man call your local authorities, he is most likely armed and extremely dangerous.' Eddie listened to every word the news reporter said, playing each word over in his head.

"Motherfucker." Eddie spat before storming out the building, a picture of the red-haired killer displayed clearly on the tv.

Newspaper articles, crime scene photographs, magazine pages, screen shots of web pages and a large number of hand-written notes where scattered all over the wooden floor of Eddie's apartment. It felt like only a few moments ago the sun had been rising but already it had begun its decent, ready to let the moon take over for the night.

"You said not to take him seriously, that he was just crazy."

He is crazy.

"A crazy killer, who is now at large."

I fail to see why this is our problem.

"Why us, I mean me, why did he ask to speak to me?"

Because you are a loser, like him.

"Enough with the loser shit, and I'm nothing like him." Eddie was offended that Venom would even think to compare the two, but he continued to work through his notes on Kasady.

"If you knew about half the shit he did, whatever balls you have would just drop off." Eddie looked through crime scene photos, the images making him feel physically sick. Sicker than he already was.

I know everything you know.

"Wish I knew your every thought, wouldn't have you eating my organs then."

Eddie, I am weak.

"Yeah you said." It was hard to forget Venoms sacrifice, or attempted sacrifice. Not much was left of him after the blast, after he saved Eddie's life. "You saved me I'm grateful alright, but what was the point if you're just going to kill me."

I don't want to hurt you Eddie.

"Well next time just give me a heads-up when you want a fishy treat."

I always do.

A knock at the door brought the conversation to an abrupt halt. Eddie casually opened it, however quickly pulled the door so that only his head and torso were visible once he found Anne standing outside.

"Heeey." Eddie breathed out, trying his best to seem happily surprised.

Don't be so suspicious.

"Are you alright Eddie? Dan rang, said you went to the hospital." She tried to peer around him to see into his apartment, but he continued to block the way.

Told you it was a bad idea.

"Shhh." Eddie could feel a build-up of pressure in his head, it was hard to listen to Anne and Venom at the same time. "Shhhouldn't you be at work?" Eddie made a quick save, not that Anne wasn't suspecting something was up already.

"Eddie what's going on?" Deep concern laced her voice, it was so hard to lie to her.

"Just not been sleeping that's all, thought it was something to do with… erm, Venom you know." He replied leaning against his door frame, technically what he said not a lie. His eyes found her hand, where the ring he had given her used to be.

"Dan said its most likely just your body recovering, he still really wants to check you over."

"I'm fine, I promise." Now that was a lie, he knew it, Anne knew it.

You're a bad liar.

There was an awkward silence.

"Well, call me if you need anything." She was clearly hurt, but Eddie could only give her a quick smile and nod. She then walked away, for what felt like the millionth time, but at least hopefully not the last time.

"We're fine, aren't we?" Eddie asked as he pushed his door closed.

Depends what you define as fine.

Eddie went to make his way back to the pile of papers over the floor when a cough took hold of him, before he knew he was on his hands and knees. The coughing so uncontrollable he couldn't even breath. Specs of bright red blood suddenly appeared on the ground in front of him, he could feel something trickle from the corner of his mouth. Not a word was said as Eddie struggled to crawl over to his closet. Viscously he yanked the first tub of fish towards him and began to devour each and every one, moving from one container to the next, water going everywhere.

Night had fallen since Eddie had passed out, the apartment practically pitch-black. He woke with his back to the cold wet floor, his clothing soaking. A horrific smell of fish wafted up his nose. He felt numb, but at least he was no longer coughing, however the everlasting headache still remained. Eddie brought himself to his feet, even if it was a great effort. His dripping wet fingers fumbled for a light switch. The lights snapped on blinding him for a second, once Eddie's eyes accustomed themselves he was greeted to an awful sight. Fish carcases littered the floor, along with a large amount of fish blood and guts. The containers that had once held the fish where smashed and scattered among what was left.

"What's happening to us?" Eddie put his back to the wall and let himself slide down till he was seated.

We're not fine. The normally deep, fierce powerful voice of Venom had been replaced, instead he sounded sick, weak.

Authors Notes

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