Hiro remembered little of the flight away from the island, nor how he had managed to sneak himself and Baymax into the garage without being seen. He yanked off his helmet and threw it into a corner, not caring about the notes and abandoned projects he took out with the toss.

"Hiro, your neurotransmitters are-"

"Just stop, Baymax. Not now. I need to fix your scanners."

Hiro just couldn't find the damn toolkit. He swore he had left it right here, next to the 3D printer, but it was gone. Perfect, just perfect. As if life didn't suck today already.

Growling, he decided that first he should fix Baymax's programming to allow him to take down the masked man. To take down Callaghan. Ugh, his brain was refusing to process the information and was giving him a headache. Hiro wanted to tear out his hair, but he settled for pressing the release on Baymax's memory chip compartment with a bit more force than necessary. Baymax didn't open.

"Baymax, open up."

"Is this what would Tadashi would want?" Baymax asked, his marshmallowy head tilted in question.

"Tadashi's not here right now, and it's because of him!"

"Tadashi is here."

"But he's not here! He almost died, he could still die. Tadashi hasn't been here for too long."

"Tadashi is here."

"No he isn't Baymax. And we need to catch the guy who hurt him."

But was it really Callaghan who was at fault. Hiro had designed the microbots, had left Callaghan the means to control them, had essentially handed over the necessary materials for Callaghan to hurt Tadashi.

Hiro sniffed. He wiped a hand over his cheeks, only hald surprised when they came back wet.

"Crying is a natural physical manifestation of emotions. It is perfectly healthy to cry. Would you like a tissue?"

Baymax wrapped armoured arms around Hiro, and that was all he needed to collapse like a rag doll and sob into his nii-chan's robotics project.

"There, there."

Hiro let it out. His guilt, the sorrow for Tadashi, the anger at Callaghan, the stress, it all went into Baymax's exposed vinyl chest.

What seemed like hours later Hiro's sobs subsided into small hiccoughing gasps and he pushed himself away from Baymax. The headache that had been growing before returned with vengeance and the inside of Hiro's mouth felt as dry as his cheeks were wet.

"Your neurotransmitter levels are returning to normal, do you feel better Hiro?"

"You know what Baymax, I do. And we have someone to visit."

Hiro began stripping himself of his own armour before getting Baymax out of the rest of his cherry-red armour. Baymax's armour was gently placed next to the suit Hiro designed for Tadashi. The two suits sat looking like a proper hero duo, while Hiro left his own in a pile on the floor.

Once again in his familiar cargo shorts and hoodie Hiro was off, Baymax in tow. The city bustled by quickly, as they rode the cable car up and down San Fransokyo's hills.

The hospital was as disturbing as ever, the smell of antiseptic burning deep into Hiro's nose, but still not quite covering up the smells of blood and vomit and death. The way to Tadashi's room was familiar, the maze of identical hallways had become easy to navigate.

When Hiro entered the room he felt oddly disappointed in the fact that his brother was still lying in the same still position as the last time he had visited. He didn't know what he expected, but Hiro knew he could use one of Tadashi's hugs right about now.

Instead his brother lay quietly in bed, clean white bandages wrapped around his left arm, the ones around his neck disappearing to reveal the web of pink, puckered skin. The nasal cannula was gone this time as well, and was that a bit more life in Tadashi's cheeks.

"My scanners indicate that Tadashi is doing much better."

"I think that might just be true buddy," said Hiro, taking a seat in one of the hard plastic chairs next to Tadashi's bed.

Today's eye patch was purple, no cute design on this one, just a plain, soft purple that stood out against the white pillow.

Hiro took a deep breath, and reached for Tadashi's unbandaged hand. The warmth in those fingers gave Hiro more comfort than any food, blankets, or armour could provide. After today Hiro just needed to assure himself that Tadashi was still here after the nightmare that was finding out the identity of the man in the kabuki mask.

"I guess I was an idiot for wanting to go to nerd school, I bet they serve rat poison in the cafeteria too."

"Hiro?" questioned Baymax.

"The reason I wanted to go to SFIT in the first place was because of Professor Callaghan," said Hiro, feeling like he should be having this conversation with the patient than the nursing bot.

"But he is the one who stole your tiny robots and tried to hurt us earlier today."

"Yeah Baymax, that's why I'm saying I'm an idiot," Hiro sighed. "I guess I just thought that someone so smart wouldn't be able to be so stupid."

But then, that applied to Tadashi and himself as well.

"Would you like to talk to Tadashi about it? Some of the researchers in comatose states believe that those in them can hear what goes on around them."

"I just might Baymax, but it feels weird that he won't respond."

"It is normal to feel uncomfortable talking to beings that cannot respond, like cats or dogs, in a public area. However, since this is a hospital, you will most likely avoid embarrassment."

Hiro smacked his face with his palm. Only Baymax would equate his comatose brother with a cat and not see what was wrong with that.

But then, talking to Tadashi might help a bit. At least if Tadashi could hear him then he would be less confused when he woke up.

"So it started when I found a microbot in my pocket…"

Hiro launched into the tale, complete with dramatic sweeping gestures as he recounted the warehouse tale. He downplayed the dramatic drive that ended in the bay, not wanting his brother to worry, even if Tadashi hearing him was just a slim chance. Hiro almost couldn't tell him the newest adventure on the island, both for the sadness it would cause Tadashi to find out that his beloved Professor was really a comic book villain and for the guilt that was creeping into Hiro's bones. Hiro stuttered and stopped several times, not knowing how to get the words out.

"… and once you wake up, you can join us. I even made a suit for you. It matches Baymax's, since you're the one who made him, you should be the one to fly with him, right? I also made it crazy useful for on the fly doctoring, because you're too much of a worrywart. I dunno if the hero thing will continue once we catch Callaghan, but who knows? We've been having fun with it. Except Wasabi, He's still nervous about the whole super suit thing."

Hiro chuckled to himself, running a hand through his fluffy hair.

Outside the shadows were growing long, and Hiro decided that getting himself and Baymax home before Aunt Cass had the chance to worry about where he had gotten off too was a good idea.

With a stretch that threatened to send Hiro tumbling backwards off the chair he stood and walked to the door.

"Goodbye for now, Tadashi, I'll be back soon. I promise," said Hiro, turning in the doorway.

The ride back to The Lucky Cat was uneventful and quiet. Hiro spent the time planning how to sneak Baymax into the garage once again. Dusk was falling as they hopped off the cable car and made their way towards the café. Hiro managed to get in the garage without being seen, but in it was a surprise.

"Well, isn't it time you showed up," said GoGo, cracking her gum.

The whole team was there, thankfully changed out of their suits. Honey was perched on the edge of the computer desk while Fred lounged in the desk chair beside her. Wasabi was leaning on the gummy bear vending machine and GoGo, well, GoGo was standing dead center of the garage with her hands on her hips and murder in her eyes.

"H-Hi guys," Hiro started and gulped. He knew what he had to say, but it was hard to speak when GoGo had her murder eyes trained on him.

"Guys, I'm really sorry. Sorry for what I did and for leaving you there," Hiro said to the floor.

"No big, Heathcliff came and picked us up in the family chopper," Fred waved it away from across the room.

"But Hiro, where were you?"

"Um, visiting Tadashi. I didn't know who else to talk to and I–"

Hiro then found himself being practically crushed into GoGo as the girl hugged him.

"See guys, I told you, no reason to panic," Wasabi's voice floated over. Hiro couldn't see beyond GoGo's jacket.

"Man, you were the one panicking the most."

"Was not."

"Were too!"

"Boys can you please both be quiet!" GoGo said, releasing Hiro.

"So, is there a reason you've been hiding in my garage for hours?" asked Hiro.

The rest of them looked uncomfortable for a minute, before eyes turned to Fred. He looked confused, before jumping up and brandishing a thumb drive.

"We found something else on the computers there, you should look at it too."

Hiro took it and plugged it into the computer. A familiar video started playing, and this time he didn't miss one of the main characters. Callaghan's daughter was the pilot. Callaghan needed the bots to hurt Krei. No wonder he'd been so passive aggressive to the businessman at the showcase.

"Guys, isn't Krei Tech opening their new facility tomorrow?" asked Honey Lemon, already whipping out her phone to check.

"Uh oh."

"Uh oh is right."

They needed to come up with a plan, and fast.