AN: Hi there! This is the final chapter for this story so...Enjoy!


"Open up, it's the police!"


Alvin could not see. He could hear, however, and the booming voice and loud crash following it was very clear in his mind. Did this mean that his brothers were being saved? Were they going to be okay? Had the police finally understood what had happened to them?

Before Alvin could put any further thought into the matter, the bright lights came.

They blinded him, they pained him, they gave him a pounding headache. He felt like his head and body were being ripped apart.


"Mr. Seville, he's awake!"

"Alvin?"

Alvin's eyes focused, and a white hospital room came into view. He glanced around drowsily, taking in his surroundings in confusion.

"Dave...?"

The chipmunk's father hugged him gently, and Alvin felt the man's body rack with sobs.

"Dave...where's...where's Simon and Theodore?"


Waking up in the hospital room hit Alvin hard. What if the thoughts flooding his mind weren't dreams? What if they were...memories?

What if he had actually been there the entire time? What if everything he saw and heard was things he had actually seen and heard?


What if...what if they were dead?


"A-Alvin...Simon and Theodore are..." David Seville, a usually calm, collected man, put his face in his hands and shook even more. "They're dead, Alvin..."


Alvin's mind raced.

Who did this?!

How dare someone hurt his brothers!

How did he live through it?

Why didn't they kill him?


Angry tears rushed down Alvin's cheeks, his hands balled into fists.

"Alvin, you were in a coma..." Dave grabbed his hand.

Alvin wanted to do something. He wanted revenge.

But looking into his father's eyes told him he could do nothing.

He had to be here for Dave.


Maybe if they tried hard enough...they could pretend that it was all just a dream.


Well, I don't really like how this came out but I think it's an okay ending. This whole story was pretty much a flop, anyhow. xD

I hope you enjoyed it!