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2D P.O.V

The doctor said I was allowed to leave the hospital today, even though I preferred to stay. At the hospital I could refuse visitors, and just hide under the blankets all day with the lights off. Back at Kong nobody would ever leave me alone. Especially Murdoc. Why couldn't he just understand that he could do so much better than me? I was a killer. A cold hearted murderer. One beautiful life was taken by me. I think I was pushing down the pain, because all I felt now was numb.

My hospital room was pitch dark, until a crack of light was born from the opening door.

"Are you awake Stuart?" I knew it was the doctor. I didn't answer in hopes that he would go away. I didn't work. The door opened wider, and the room flooded with light as he flicked the light switch. I moaned in protest.

"You should be happy Stuart, you get to go home today." did he really just say that? I should be happy right now?

"Excuse me for mourning the death of my unborn child." my words were bitter and cold, the way I wanted them to come off. The doctor didn't reply, I think he was use to me rude come backs by now.

"Your friend Murdoc brought you clothes to change into. He's here if you want him to help you… or I could do it." I would much rather the doctor. It's not that I don't love Murdoc anymore, it's that I can't stand to look at him.

"Will you do it?" he nodded his head yes. He walked over to the side of my bed and helped me stand up. I had to hop since I still had a huge cast on my leg. I hobbled to the small attached bathroom. I took off my hospital gown, not caring that I was completely nude. Murdoc had brought a pair of Bermuda shorts and a T-shirt form my room. They were my old clothes, that I wore before I was pregnant. I hold back the tears as the doctor helps me step into my shorts. They barely fit over the cast. Next was the shirt, I didn't need his help for that.

"All ready?" he asks. I groan in reply. He sighs and helps me out of the bathroom. Murdoc was waiting for us on the bed. He shocked me, I hadn't seen him since the day of the accident. He had bags bigger than usually living under his eyes. I don't think he had slept in days. His eyes were tearing it me, but I refused to look at him. The doctor set me down in a wheelchair that was in the corner of the room. I wince at my still healing C-section scar.

"Is there I back way out of here? The waiting room is full of paparazzi." Murdoc spoke.

"Yes I'll show you." the wheelchair began to move out of the room. The doctor was behind me pushing. I didn't like it. It made me feel like I was an eighty year old. My body bounced as the wheelchair rolled down the hallway. We were heading towards the back of the hospital, it was mostly storage. I kept my head hung as I rolled out of the hospital and into the bright sunlight.

"Could you take it from here Murdoc, I have other patients to attend to."

"Sure…" I gulped when I felt Murdoc just inches away from me. I could hear the doctors foot steps fading, and soon it was just Murdoc and I. He didn't say anything as he pushed me back to the front of the Hospital. I wandered what car he brought since the Jeep was totaled. As we got closer I could see we were heading for a Toyota Camry. He stopped my wheelchair right in front of the passenger door. I winced and pulled back when he grabbed my hand.

"Okay, are you going to do it by yourself then?" he asked. I tried to stand on my own, but ended up falling back in the chair.

"That's what I thought." he says, and grabs my hand again, that time I didn't fight it. He helped me stand up, and I accidentally fell into him. I gasped and his sent flooded into my nose. His forbidden sent. I pulled back even thought I wanted to breath him in forever. I quickly opened the car door and climbed in. I shut it with a loud bang. Murdoc folded the wheelchair so that it would fit in the back seat. He climbed in the driver seat and started the car. We were half way home before he finally spoke.

"Why are you being like this 2D? We both need each other, especially at a time like this…" I didn't answer. He didn't understand, he couldn't. Murdoc was growing tired of my unresponsiveness.

"God damnit 2D! Answer me!" he slammed one of his fist on the steering wheel. I flinched but still didn't say anything. I guess he gives up because he doesn't speak again. The road was quite and empty. A question was itching at the back of my mind, and was threatening to break free.

"What happened to him? The guy that hit me." I say quietly.

"…He's in jail for intoxicated man slaughter." I thought hearing something like that would make me feel better, but it didn't. that's as far as the conversation when, nothing more was said the whole way home.

We pulled in front of Kong and when through the routine of Murdoc unfolding the wheelchair and helping me in it. That time I was careful to hold my breath when I was close enough to smell him.

"I'm guessing you want to go to your room?" he asks. I only nod my head yes. He rolls me to the wooded door that said '2D's Room' on it. I open it and he pushes me inside. Murdoc's strong hands slid under my arm pits and he lifted me from the chair.

"Murdoc! Stop put me down!" I shout to him, even though I want to stay in his arms. He doesn't listen to me anyways, he carried me to my bad and set me down. I laid down under the blankets and turn away from him. He leaned over, I could feel his warn breath leaking into my skin. I shivered.

"I still love you. You should know that." he waited for my answer. When I don't deliver he sighed. I felt his lips press against my cheek. I squeaked and moved away from him. I could hear his footsteps getting softer and softer as he walked away. Finally my door closed and I knew he was gone. Was that a good thing or a bad thing? I sigh to myself. I could feel a headache coming, but I didn't even care. Thinking about my pills made me feel sick. The pills that drove me to go out and look for more. I let the headache hit me full force. It felt like a bomb was going off in he head, but I didn't even care. I knew I could just ask Murdoc for my pills and to come turn off the light, but I wouldn't.

Was I depressed? I couldn't help but wander. Did I want to die. I didn't even know. It would be so much easier for me if I wasn't even here. But it would be harder for everyone stuck on earth. I had been battling with the question for my entire stay at the hospital. It would have been so easy to just save up the pain pills they gave me, and then just take them all at once. But something told me to stop, something told me to hold on for just one more day. Sometimes I think that something was Murdoc, but that's stupid… right?

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