By KnotgrassKola008. Disclaimer: I do not Nepeta, Chopper, Fluttershy, Gavin Free, Alex (ImmortalHD), Setosorcerer and Martin (Bodil40). Nepeta belongs to Andrew Hussie, Chopper belongs to Eiichiro Oda, Fluttershy belongs to Hasbro, Gavin works for RoosterTeeth, Alex and Martin and Seto do youtube. I do not do this for financial gain.

Chapter 10: Driving Through.

"Why do you give nicknames to people?"

George rose his head which was once on the table. His emerald eyes glinted before he smirked. Gavin carefully watched his brother lean his elbow against the table, which let his hand hold up his head. His posture radiated smugness.

"Well you have a good taste in topics. I am certainly an interesting one." He smiled and waved a finger around. Gavin just waited until his brother finally started talking.

"I am use to it. I had known people by nicknames. Scarecrow, Eagle, ostrich and Falcon. I had been surrounded by nicknames my whole life. So I slowly became more and more interested in them. Normally I look into info before I give a person nickname or met them and give them one on the spot." He addressed with his arms wide open.

"That's all?" Gavin coaxed with a raised eyebrow.

His brother made a slight pouty face but seemed to stare off like he was thinking. He snapped out of it quickly and quickly snapped his fingers.
He chirped, "yes there was another reason."

"What is it?"

"Its bothersome to learn real names. The people I am surrounded by die off like flies. If it isn't a bullet to the head its the overdose. Why should I know them if they go quickly. No guilt then. They should know that I don't care enough to learn their true name." He boasted. George shrugged and shook his head while leaning back.

"That's really harsh. People names are part of them." Muttered Gavin.

"So? I like nicknames Lamppost." Huffed the blond.

"Did Bridgette nickname you?"
George jolted forward, enough to

hit the table with a hiss. Hands held around his middle as he growled with pain. He opened his eyes a little. Giving a rather violent glare. Then, he bolted off before the blond could even speak up.

Once again he curled up into a ball.

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Gavin peeked open his eyes.

Everything was blurry until he could feel liquid running down his skin. Shakily his hand touched his cheek; feeling his tears. It felt warm. His fingers tried to weakly wipe away his tears. Guilt swelled in his chest as he spotted Nepeta shipping wall across from him.

Vision went blurry, pain grew in his chest and his body began to shake like a rabbit.

"Don't leave. Don't leave. Don't leave. Don't leave. Don't leave. Don't leave. Don't leave." The mantra continued from his mouth as his felt himself continually curl up tighter and tighter. His entire body sweating and his stomach doing flip flops.

"Your awake? Well you weren't exactly asleep. Did you go into shock or something. Even though I am brilliant at a lot, medical care isn't my best area of expertise." George broke in with a slight hum to his voice.

"Please..." The blond choked out a sob. His hand covered his eyes.

"Well whatever. We've finished your plan and now we get onto mine. We'll be taking the long way back to your home since we need to pick up a few things. Don't worry it will only take a day you know." Cheered George.

Gavin lifted his head slightly but still continued his gaze onto the wall. His scarf wrapped around his face, trench coat buttoned up and body slightly rocking. His face was pale and bags under his eyes.

The day passed like it was nothing.

Gavin stayed in his position for almost the whole day. He would peek his head over his arms when he heard something but hid his face again. Noises of traffic and George humming caught him, though he barely took it into consideration. Sometimes his brother would ask a question or talk to himself softly. Even some sort of chuckling at random times.

Dublish stopped on two occasions. The first when George came back some boxes of Chinese food and offered some Gavin.

He refused.

The second time his brother was gone for a while. For a moment the brit thought that he had been abandoned. His mind was swirling with worry and negative thoughts. Wondering if his brother had left him. Finally he came back. The brit just curled up tighter in his little ball. George placed some large plastic bags into the back with him.

They then continued on driving.

George turned on the radio to pass time. Humming loudly to Queen.
Gavin just stayed in his curled up position. He could tell that the time was slowly ticking by as he felt the temperature drop. His body began to shiver (or tremble) as the temperature declined. Even as they went to find his friends it hadn't been this cold.

"Are you sure you don't want anything? This takeaway is good!" approved his brother and heard some chewing noises afterwards. Gavin shook his head slowly.

"Well whatever. We'll probably get back at your home about...midnight or even two am? That's the best bet. Don't worry I am usually the best at staying up late you know. Still if you wanted your friends back, stay with your dad and friends. You even have this large blue van!"

For a few seconds Gavin moved his hand out to touch the cold van floor. It made him relax his shoulders for a moment. Dublish had been with him since the beginning. Choosing his name, the protection he gave and was filled with love.

"Lets just go." Croaked out.

"Now that's the spirit! Now lets go home and you can fulfil your deal. Don't worry about it though. We can easily do it." He chirped.

The drive ahead was slower than Gavin wanted it.

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"Lamppost? Lamppost! LAMPPOST!"

Gavin snorted open with a shriek and jolted. Pain hit his ankle and his hand went to sooth it. Rocking backwards and forwards while whimpering. His eyes opened up a crack only to see his brother with an ugly expression on his face. He lifted his head with a huff.

"Jesus you look like shit." bleated out George only to earn a soft glare (yet it still froze his brother).

"What do you want? Gavin hissed angrily while rubbing his eyes and trying to stretch his muscles. The clicking noises made him groan from the fact it felt better than expected.

"You must have asleep for about two hours since your bags have gotten worse. You face is still pale and your eyes are still bloodshot from crying. You must be exhausted. Well get over it. Some serious bullshit is starting." He snapped with barely any aggression behind it.

"Screw you. Your as pathetic as dicks." Gavin cursed.

"You suck."

"YOU SUCK GEORGE!"

His mouth was quickly covered which lead him to making some muffled noises. Gavin pulled away but George made a loud huffing noise. His hand quickly grasped around Gavin's ankles and pulled him towards the chairs. He could barely struggle out of his grasp before finally his eyes finally landed on what he was suppose to see.

His head weighed heavily with negative thoughts.

The window which showed his lounge was wide open. The blinds were up and the curtains had been pushed open. The moonlight above, the lamppost outside and the light inside was enough to see the group of people inside.

Martin, Alex, Seto, Nepeta, Faith and Chopper.

Gathered around Geoff and talking. The blond could barely make out their facial expressions but he felt more freaked out than anything else. Why where they here? How long had time passed? His mouth felt dry. He wanted to speak or say something but the words couldn't form in his head. Gavin's mind could wrap around it.

"I...Wha...how...whyaretheyhere?!" He shrieked loudly. George turned with a puzzled expression.

"They don't want to...I thought. I though I wasn't worth it anymore." The words fluttered out and he felt regret quickly. It wasn't the truth but it wasn't a lie. He felt almost painfully ill and it didn't help with the soreness of his exhaustion.

"I have an idea." Spoke up his brother.

Gavin turned softly put didn't say anything. His brother shuffled over to the bags and pulled out two crash helmets. Placing the first one on his head and the second on Gavin. He clipped them on and tightened both strap. Finally he pulled himself (and Gavin) over the side of the seat.

"Its an easy plan." He chirped as he pulled on Gavin's seat belts. He pulled his own and quickly drove away from his house. The blond wanted to interject for a moment but paused as they turned back around. Dublish facing the house.

"Lets see how much they care for you."

His foot slammed into the accelerator and Gavin screamed loudly. The van sped forward and his hands grabbed onto the seat. He glued his eyes shut, hearing the vroom of the engine and feeling the bumps.

"Isn't this taking too lon-"

The air blew on his skin and he landed on something soft.

BOOM!

Emerald eyes shot open and he shakily pushed himself up. Gasping loudly, he saw the van sticking both outside and inside the building. Rubble and plaster were everywhere which only worsened the dust that was floating around. Dublish had taken a bad beating with her screen cracked, the front of her was slammed inward and smoke seemed to be pumping from the front. He could hear anything.

"Guys..." His voice came out like a whisper in horror. He scrambled to his feet and jumped into the hole in his house. Waving away the dust around him and coughing like hell. Emerald eyes searching the rubble.

"Geoff!" he moved over and pushed the rubble aside. The moustached man blinked open and groaned loudly, his hand going over to his head. The blond wasted no time in dragging him out of the house and onto the lawn.

"Fucking dicks man..." Geoff moaned loudly, "what happened."

Gavin ignored his friend before rushing back in. He was able to find his other friends with ease. They were in a group but they had moved around before Dublish had slammed into his house. Alex and Faith were top with those two covered in the worst injuries. They were both unconscious and he almost panicked that they weren't breathing (they were). Faith having an egg-sized lump on her head while Alex had a gash on his chest.

Underneath were Nepeta, Martin, Seto and Chopper. The four were somewhat conscious but seemed rather out of it. They had some bruises and covered in dust but nothing to bad. Nepeta, Martin and Seto were blinking and breathing but weren't speaking. Chopper was the most awake with his eyes fully open but trembling.

Dragging them onto the lawn was painful but he finally did it. Sweat on his forehead and breathing growing slow. His head jerked back to Dublish.

"George."

Getting to the other side of the van was easy and pulling open the door was easy.

What he didn't expect was George jumping out while giving some jazz hands.

"Surprise."

What he also didn't expect was Akura leaping from nowhere and fully bitch-slapping him in the face.

Watching as his brother slammed into the ground with a large amount of voice and yelling in pain. The blond stared before he started to lose all energy in his body. Though he was easily scooped up the fighter. For a moment he could barely understand anything around him. Akura instead just carried him around and back to the others. Laying him on the grass, his eyes seeing the plethora of stars.

"You came back." He whispered tearfully.

"YYYYYYYYeah..." She scratched the back of her head for a minute, "I am...sorry."

"But I-"

"Shut up. I am saying sorry because I shouldn't have shouted. It was fucking stupid of me but you were an asshole for doing all that shit before. Though I now regret not coming over and having a talk. You look like shit." She grumbled the end but Gavin stared. It was in a usual Akura fashion and even had a few swear words.

"You...I thought I had lost you..." Gavin sniffed loudly.

"GAVIN! You're back!"

He was crushed into a hug on the ground and almost rolled into Chopper. Lifting his head he saw Geoff awake and alert. Sniffing loudly and locked into place.

"I'm not...letting go." The moustached man wheezed out then snuggled in closer.

"Geoff..."

"W-What happened!"

Turning his head around, he could see the others pushing themselves up. Faith was dazed and rubbed the front of her head in a hiss. Alex was staring blankly at Dublish with no reaction. Martin had a hold of Seto who were both shaken, Nepeta was looking dazed as well but Chopper was fully on his feet. Worry and horror on his face.

"Dublish! what the fuck happened!" Hissed Alex who pointed to the van. The Russian struggled to push himself up. Thankfully Chopper had sped over and pushed him down.

"I'm a doctor. Al you shouldn't strain yourself. Alex and Faith both seem to have small concussions. Martin, Seto, Nepeta and myself should be checked for bruises. Geoff is also on the list and- Gavin!"

Before the blond could even state anything he watched the doctor jump over and join the hug.

"You're alright! You're alright! You're alright!" He almost sobbed while Gavin tried to pet the back of his hat.

"GGGGGGGGGaaaaaaaaaavvvvvvvvvviiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnn." Hearing a wail he felt himself get clamped on behind. Feeling tears drip on his head, he turned up to see Martin sobbing his heart out. The brit felt ready to burst into tears.

Faith and Nepeta joined in from the side. Nepeta squeezing onto the side of Gavin while Faith also got Gavin, Nepeta and Chopper into her hug. The tiny group cuddled onto the lawn. Seto and Alex had moved to the side. Sitting next to each other with worry plastered on their faces.

"I'm alright." Gavin smiled a little.

"Have you gotten any sleep?" Chopper questioned as he suspiciously squinted at the blond.

"Have you eaten?" Whimpered the Bulgarian who wiped away his tears and snot with a tissue.

"Look at us. The gang has come back together and someone has already destroyed part of Gavin's house." Alex snorted only to be ribbed in the side by Seto.

Emerald eyes turned back to the large hole in his house. It was certainly big and would need a lot of money in fixing.

"Bugger it." He grinned a little.

The others snapped their attention to him but all relaxed when they heard the words.

"Lamppost. A word."

The mood snapped from heart-warming to bloody murder. Geoff and Akura whipped heads around so fast that Gavin was sure someone had shit themselves. They were both pissed and both were ready to lunge at him. Martin, Nepeta, Chopper and Faith had squeezed him tighter in the huge. Though Martin was glaring. Seto had turned icy-cold and Alex was fuming with anger.

"George?" Gavin asked.

"You fucking rammed Dublish into the house you arse." Snarled Alex.

"Its about the other part of the deal. I finished my bargain. You have to help me with mine." George stated with almost a cold tone of seriousness. He sounded business like (the giant bruise on his cheek didn't help).

"Well why don't you spit it out!" growled Geoff who was on his feet. Fists clenched in anger.

"Fine. Though its gonna be hard."

He took a momentary pause before breathing in and out. His fingers clenched against his bandana.

"We need to break Bridgette out of prison."