A/N Haven't posted as often as I like, but I haven't had much inspiration, and I'm unhappy enough to say I've been going through some stressing... aggravating SHIT, sorry xD Anyways, I'm also introducing a new character (Courtesy of Meepster08) who has a sight history with 2D.

(P.S. It's been a month now, and she hasn't left the room)

NOODLE P.O.V.

I heard him banging on the door. I had to fight absolutely every impulse not to stand up and either beat his face in or cry. I just sat in the corner of my room and stared at the ground with my head in my hands.

"Common love, lemme in!" he shouted, banging again and again. I couldn't let him in yet, I just couldn't. "It's been a damn month, I... don' be mad love, just lemme in! Ya don' need ta lock yourself in ya room, le's talkk abou' this already!" I sighed and finally stood. I slowly walked towards the door, trying to be silent. Of course, his banging was so loud I couldn't make much of a sound in comparison.

Suddenly, I heard the lift activate. Murdoc wasn't alone anymore.

"Face-ache, get o'er 'ere and help me get Noods out!"

"Mudsy, wot the 'ell happened to yer head?" 2D cried with terror. Oh no. "That... bangin... wasn' yer head, was it?" I could practically see Murdoc's tongue sticking out with fake joy as he tried to cover up the pain. BANG. BANG. BANG.

"Listen love!" he cried, ignoring Stuart now, "I'm... I'm sorry, a'ight?" I stopped, panicking at the door. Did he just say...?

"Ya, you hear' me! I sai' it in fron' of Stu-pot, now please, love, lemme in 'fore I kill m'self..." he groaned, and only now I heard the real pain in his voice.

"Muds, you nee' some firs' aid!" 2D cried, and ran for the lift. It activated, and I knew he was gone.

"Noodle love, I'm so... so sorry."

I felt warmth poor down the side of my face. I hit the button as hard as I could and as the lift opened, I saw him swaying on the spot. His shirt was off, bloody was dripping from his forehead and tracing down, along with tears, all along his stick thin chest now.

"Murdoc!" I shouted in horror as he fell forwards and thumped on the floor in front of me. He was pale white, stick thin and malnourished. Shaking, he rolled over onto his back and grunted.

"Thanks fer finally lettin' me in love," and he passed out. I picked him up in my arms and tried my hardest not to bawl my eyes out.

"I'm sorry Murdoc, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, just wake up!" I shouted, shaking limp body that barely breathed. That banging had been going on for the last week. He never left, night or day.

"I din't mean it Noodle, I just was... afraid," he mumbled one night behind the door, when it was black as can be outside. I remembered sitting at the door, staring at it, with my hand against it. I just wanted to feel him again. His warm touch, maniacal happiness that he always tried to cover up with the whole tough guy attitude, it always made me smile. I was just so hurt by him pushing me away when all I did was ever accept him. Everyone accepted him for who he was. No matter how bad-ass he acted... I loved him.

A tear dropped onto his bloody face. And broken nose. What had I made him do? Why did he do this to himself? Was it just to prove a point, or show he's not going to give up? I sighed and shook myself awake. There was no way he would do this just because he loved me. That's just my silly, childish fantasy. He just wanted me to come out and got delirious from frustration. And not eating, according to what I heard between him and the others. That and the constant. Banging. Of his skull against my door. I hugged his limp body as I heard the lift start up again.

"'s he alright?" 2D asked, handing me some food and gauze. I shook my head.

"He's out cold. Listen, 2D... I know you want to help, but... this is my fault..."

"T'sall right lil' love, I'll leave you to him. Make sure to give'em 'ell when 'e wakes up!" he cheerfully grinned and walked out the door with a click of the heels. I curiously wondered exactly had him in such a good mood, when I heard a gruff cough and my arms shook as the tears started flowing again.

"Murdoc!"

"'ello lil' love," he wheezed, grinning, "sorry 'bout all this."

"Don't be! Don't be, this is all my fault, I've been so stupid, I didn't, I don't, I just-" he cut me off as he put his long finger to my lips.

"I smell chicken."

"Oh, right!" I said, with a small grin, trying to wipe away the tears, "2D brought some food too, you haven't been eating!"

"Tha's 'cause I been tryin' to get you outta this 'ell 'ole and say hi to the mates! Say 'ello to me at least lil' love," he grinned, sticking out his tongue for a moment and sucking it back in. "So, wha-"

I cut him off that very second as I lifted his head in my arms and my lips met his for a long, breath-taking moment. His warm skin was so smooth, dry, and exhausted. His whole body stiffened, then relaxed into the kiss. His long, snake like tongue slipped into my mouth for just a second, I could taste the blood and a bit of booze, then it was brutally ripped out, and his body disconnected from mine.

"I love ya Noodle-girl, but this jus' ain't righ.' Besides, Russel would kill me, an' I'm like, a hun'red years older than ya!" He stood up unsteadily, and I arose to, blocking the door.

"I don't care." He sighed and looked to me. I had my hands on my hips, and my head cocked to the side. I wasn't going to let him leave, not after what he did just for me. Not anyone else, it was for me, and I wanted to make it up to him. His tall, thin, shirtless body walked up to mine, tripping on a teddy bear.

"C'mon love, be reasonable," he said, walking slowly, looking ready to run. Not on my watch. I grinned.

"What are you going to do... if I don't let you by?" I asked coyly, poking him in the stomach as he towered above me. I knew he would try, but he would fail. I could stop Russel, I could stop him.

"This," he grinned, bending over and picking me up, kissing me on the lips again. My entire body stiffened in shock, he put me down and walked out the room as the lift activated. My entire face flared up with heat. Only one thought went through my head. 'Don't blush!'

"Mudsy, you alrigh'?" 2D asked as he stepped out of the elevator with... someone else following behind him.

"Yeah. Yeah. I'm jus' fine." Murdoc stepped into the elevator, waved, and it closed.

"Wot 'appened 'ere?" Stuart asked, looking at his... new friend with an oblivious look on his face.

"Nothing, I said, turning to face away as I could feel the heat rising to my face again.

2D P.O.V.

I stepped into the elevator, and it dinged painfully loud. I would need some more pain killers. Then again, Murdoc needed them more at the moment. Poor guy. His face was red with tears and blood, he had actually been crying ever since the beginning of the month, and wouldn't even let us bring him much food or water. He couldn't even talk to Russel, much less look him in the face.

"Don't you dare talk 'bout this moment, e'er again," he once growled to me through thick, pain filled convulses. "Not to Noodle, not to Russel, not to me, got it Face-ache?" I grinned then. I knew he wasn't angry with me. He was sad, and alone. I agreed not to bring it up ever again.

After completing my task of giving him some bandage and drugs, I heard the elevator ding, and walked to the front door to get some favorite food of his kept only in the Winnebago. I jumped back in surprise as someone I thought I would never see again was standing at the door, soaked to the bone.

"2D, let me in or I'll kill you," she growled, "I'm freezing my arse off!" I stood in shock, and simply stared. Faye Valentine.

She was 5 foot nothing, long, straight black hair that was covering most of her dark face in a terrible mess. She had on her typical leather knuckle-less glove, loose blue jeans, and a black hoodie over-top her white shirt. Which was completely see-though, and due to the cold...

"You just gonna stand and stare at my boobs? Let. Me. IN dammit!" she shouted, and my face flushed as I yanked her indoors. "What the hell?" she cried.

"Zombies, love! They come out when it rains and when i's dark!" She looked at me and shook her head in disapproval.

"Right. Zombies. Anyway, I need some clothes, obviously!" she shouted, pointing at her perky breasts. I fought every urge to stare.

"Who's here?" Russel shouted from the kitchen.

"Umm, nobody Russ!" I shouted, panicking. He couldn't know she was here, nobody could. Well, Murdoc was definitely distracted, and my room could be accessed from Noodle's hallway.

"Common, le's take the lift," I whispered, and started pulling on her sleeve.

"HI RUSSEL!" she shouted, and I cringed.

"Faye!" he cried, stomping into the entrance room, "How ya been?"

"Just dandy!" she said, extending her hand towards the massive American, "And America's still as beautiful as ever... but the law's on my ass so I decided to say hi to my perverted knuckle-head here!" Russel raised his eyebrow and glared down at me immediately, then took notice of Faye's... girls.

"Well it's hard to notice, sis, now go get some clothes from Noodle. And 2D?" Russel growled at me, "keep. Your. Eyes. DOWN."

We got in the lift in silence and clicked the button to Noodles floor.