Chapter 4

(Jimmy's POV)

I see nothing but darkness, but the voices have returned after a while. It still sounded like my friends.

"Open your eyes."

"C-C-Cindy, I-I'm scared."

"It'll be okay Carl, I hope."

"Please don't die on us!"

I also start to hear a beeping noise in the background. The voice start to die down, until...

"DON'T YOU DARE DIE ON US JAMES ISAAC NEUTRON!"

I could definitely recognize that being Cindy's voice. Nevertheless, I was startled into being awake. I also assumed my hand was in her clutch. I start to open my eyes seeing a blinding light, at first until my eyes adjusted to it. Once they did, it revealed some sort of building I was in, which I assume is a hospital. I also see bandages on my right upper-arm.

What- I start to ask in my thoughts.

"Jimmy?" I turned my head to see what looked like Cindy right next to me.

C-Cindy?

"Jimmy you're awake!" I then see what looked like Carl.

Carl?

"It's good to have you back," Cindy says as she bring my hand to her cheek.

"What happened?" I finally found my voice, "Why am I at the hospital?"

"You remember the machine thing right?" Carl asked.

"Yeah," I answered.

"Well it kinda...sorta...poisoned you..." Carl said as he started to cry a little.

"The poison attacked your lungs..." Cindy interrupted. "...and did some damage before an antidote was given." She then tugged on my hand.

"You almost... died Jim..." Carl said with a frown on his face.

"Well I'm fine now," I sit up quickly. "I want out of here, now!"

"Oh!" Cindy slightly yelled,"Neutron, No!"

I don't care what anyone says. I'm getting out of here to kick Calamitous'- My thoughts are then interrupted my a noise in front of me. I realize I'm attached to an oxygen mask. I also regret my suddent movements as I start to cough violently.

"Neutron!" Cindy yelled.

"Jimmy, take it easy!" Carl warned me, but I gasped and coughed seconds after.

"Deep breaths, Jim" Libby instructed. I then take deep breaths which seemed to help for the time being. Everyone was silent until Carl spoke.

"Are you crazy!? Even someone like me knows that you're no where near well enough to get up, let alone leave."

"But..." I start to protest with no sucess. "...I hate hospitals."

"No 'buts' mister!" Cindy threatened out of nowhere. "You're hurt and you're staying, or else I'll keep you in place. Got it?"

"Fine," I sigh in defeat. All of the sudden, the door opened, to reveal Sheen.

He gave a quick peck to Libby's cheek as she left the room.

"Hi Jimmy!" Sheen greeted himself, "How's my ultra-friend doin?"

"What, no flowers?" I smirked the best I could. "And I thought you loved me."

"Ha, good to see your sense of humor is still intact!" Sheen responded.

I couldn't help but laugh at this, but I coughed again.

"Easy J-Jim..." Carl instructed. Sheen wondered what was going on with me. I gripped the blanket as a struggle for support while coughing.

"It still hurts!" I manage to say between coughs.

"I know it hurts Jimmy, but you've got to hold still." Cindy warned me. "If you keep this up, the pain will only get worse."

Carl responded with worry, "She's right Jim. Please try to calm down."

I stared at all the worried faces. Toughen up Jimmy. You're starting to scare them. I also feel Cindy's soft hand against my bare chest, which releaxed me to how soft it was.

"Are you okay?" Cindy asked.

"Yeah..." I say which soften Cindy's worried expression,"Don't worry Cindy."

(Sheen's POV)

After seeing Jimmy in such critical condition, I feel a lot more has happened than I expected. It's probably better not to talk to Jimmy about it though.

"Can I talk to you for a moment?" I signal Carl. He nodded, and we went out of the room in the hallway. After the door closed, I asked him for the truth.

"Alright, let me hear it. How bad is he? And you better no sugar coat it-" I was cut off when Carl pulled me into an embrace. I started to push him away, but decided against it. This was worse than I thought. "Umm..."

"Hey," I say as Carl is sobbing into my chest, "C'mon Carl. Is ol' Jimster's condition that bad?"

"Uh-huh. The doctors don't even know if he's gonna make it for sure." Carl said sadly with tears going down my chest.

I may be hyperactive, but I've softened up over the years. "There, there Carl," I comfort him as I return the embrace. "This is Jimmy we're talking about. He's been through worse. Remember that journey when you guys were searching across the galaxy to find me. He'll come through."

"I hope you're right Sheen... I hope you're right." Carl says.

(No one's POV)

Inside the room, it was just Jimmy and Cindy. After a minute of hugging carefully. (They would've kissed too if it wasn't for the oxygen mask)

"Oh Jimmy, I'm scared." Cindy still seemed worried.

"Hey, It's okay," Jimmy reassured. "Judging by my lungs being in bad condition, I still should be able to make it through. Especially for you. I'll make it on my feet in no time."

"Promise?" Cindy asked sweetly with TLC.

"I-", Jimmy started to feel lightheaded.

"...Jimmy?" Cindy's worry returned.

"I..." was all he could say before he passed out.

"Jimmy? Jimmy stay awake!" Cindy was starting to fear the worst. "Jimmy! Stay awake please!"

Hearing this, Carl and Sheen came rushing in to see if everything is okay.

"What's wrong!?" Carl demanded.

"What is it!?" Sheen demanded.

"I don't know," Cindy responded on the verge of tears. "He passed out and won't wake up!"

"I-I'll get a nurse!" Carl said as he ran out.

"Come on Jimmy!" Sheen shouted, attemped to shake him but Cindy gave a stern look that told him otherwise. "You can fight this!"

"Wake up Jimmy!" Cindy demanded and looked up at the HR monitor. The brain still acted the same, but the HR was going too low, that if a little bit lower, he'll die of heart failure.

"JIMMY!" Her head was now in Jimmy's chest sobbing in fear and sadness.

Meanwhile... at Calamitous' base...

"Yes! Jimmy Neutron is finally out of the picture, and my plans will FINALLY succeed," Prof. Calamitous said happily.

"But sir, one of his robotic henchmen warned him. "What if Jimmy Neutron manages to survive and recover?"

"It won't really matter," Calamitous assured. "That machine may have failed to kill him, but by the time that boy genius is ready to fight again..."

Calamitous then sat in his lab chair, "it will be far too late. Bwaaaaahahaahahahahahahahahhahahahahaahhahahahahahahaha!"

After a couple minutes of awful laughter, he calmed down. "But to be safe..." He then pressed a button on one of the keyboards. "Let's send Jimmy a "get well" present shall we?"