Warren wandered down an old forest path. Lucy and Joy had given him time to think. Here he was never hungry but if he wanted to eat all he had to do was think of a food, turn around and it's be right there. His scares were gone, sometimes his life felt like nothing but a bad dream that could be laughed at now. He didn't have flashbacks. He'd never feel pain or fear here. Not like back there.

With the war coming, and the Corrupted every other night. There was guilt, hunger, scars.

Not here.

But Jason wasn't here. Or Scamp and Mushu. Or Key or Dad or anyone else that he'd left behind.

Sometimes he wondered if they were still safe with out him there. Surly Barron was now under house arrest to take care of everyone…right? Did he want to go back at all?

His mother had said that from the time she left to when he came only felt like a few days. He could wait a few days to see them again right?

He sighed. Perhaps it'd be best just to check on them. The path suddenly changed, leading down a hill. Warren slowly walked down it, but when he reached what he felt was the end he stopped. If he didn't want to take his life back, could he still be back to the path?

He felt a weight hit his pocket, reached in and pulled out a key. Sighing he took a step.

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Jason was asleep at his side, head pillowed by his arms. Magenta sat on the edge of the bed doing homework, every now and then glancing over at his face.

Warren looked at his body and winced. Did he really want to feel that? He turned as the door opened. Barron walking in, foot steps heavy and exhausted. "Any change?"

Magenta shook her head. "The other's are out getting dinner, they'll be back soon."

Oh that's right…they had to eat. Warren looked around the room. He'd been here before…maybe he was back with the Battles and the Peaces. That could be why Jason was there.

"Daddy?"

Warren's head snapped back. Scamp, Mushu, both of his girls walked in.

"He's going to wake up and come home, right Grandpa?" Natalie clung to Barron's leg. She didn't want to touch him, touching her dad would make it all real.

"We're doing every thing we can." Barron promised. "You know they say people in comas can still hear you, try talking to him."

"Hay, Dad." Alyssa stepped forward trembling. "We miss you."

Warren wanted to hold her so bad. Let her know he was okay. But even as he spoke out to them, no one turned, no one heard. They just cried. His daughters sobbed in the arms of his father.

They wanted him back…they all did…but outside this little room…there where others…

Warren sighed, they where safe, that was what mattered. He turned to go.

"Here, you need this more than we do."

Warren turned back around walking up to the bedside, amazed they still had hope in him waking up; he looked like a brutal death. But now tucked under his arm was the worn out, old, stuffed bear that they would always snuggle with when they were sick. He reached out to feel the fuzzy ears. Strange how it was always the little things…

Warren's fingers brushed his skin by accident; the reaction was instant. Pain lanced through him as every wound made its self known, the empty body tried to pull him in. Screaming Warren jerked away, falling back into the floor, fumbling for the key. He didn't ever want to feel that pain again. On the bed his body moaned, and a hand tightened around a little girl's grasp.

"Dad! Dad! Wake up!"

But Warren was already bolting back up the path. They where all safe, and he never wanted to feel that pain again.

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"How was it?" Joy looked up as Warren walked on top of the brick wall beside her.

"They want me to come back…but it hurt."

"I'll bet they do." Joy nodded.

"It hurt Mom. I don't want anymore pain." Warren jumped off the wall. "It's like I finally get into Heaven and they're asking me to go walk into Hell."

Joy smiled softly taking him into her arms rocking him. "I know it's hard." She held him out at arms length, "I know it feels like you just got back, but it's been days down there. Wren if you don't make a choice soon, they'll take you off life support and you louse the ability to choose."

"How long?'

"Tomorrow." Joy sighed. "Barron thinks you're suffering, and if you just don't get better it'd cruel for him to keep you alive…he's trying to do the right thing."

"But I…do they still need me?" Warren sunk to the ground.

Joy shrugged. "I don't know but this is one of those things you don't do for other people. Wren, you have to chose what you think is best for you."

"I don't know…I don't know how too. I've always taken care of other people." Warren shook his head.

"Take a walk and try, by the time you get there he might be turning it off. From when you flat line you have about two minuets to take your life back. If you choose yes, I'll be there for you. If no I'll still be right here when you get back." Joy smiled and kissed him gently on the brow. "I'm proud of you no madder what you chose."

Warren sighed pulling the key out of his pocket.

He got back in time to hear them all coming to say their goodbyes. They came in one at a time. Warren sat on the bed next to his, watching. Still unsure.

Will was first. He was sorry. Sad. Wished he'd known so he could have at least tried to do something about it. Glad that at lest Warren was in a better place.

Zach and Ethan where the same.

Layla sobbed. She was sorry. She should have gone straight to the authorities the moment she knew something was wrong. She hoped he didn't feel any pain right now. She would be there for him in the end.

Magenta didn't cry. She wanted too. Warren knew a mask when he saw it. She was sorry too. She should have done something when she saw him getting hit. She should have helped him. Protected him better. She'd stay strong for him. He could rest in peace, he deserved it.

They all promised to make sure Jay, Scamp, and Mushu were taken care of. That they'd be safe.

Scamp and Mushu came in together. They where sad. They didn't understand. Stories never ended this way, the bad guys where caught, why wouldn't he wake up? They were going to let him hold on to the stuffed bear for as long as he needed. Because they knew what every one else didn't. They said that he couldn't die. Not now. He made a promise!

Warren flinched. He had when he'd officially finished all the paper work and taken them in. He'd never turn them away. He'd never hurt them. He'd never leave them. He'd always come back.

They kissed him on the cheek before shuffling out.

Key was next. She sat on the edge of the bed holding one of his hands. She talked about good times. She didn't say sorry. She said she'd miss him, but if he had to go, she understood. She would go to the courts the very next day and fill out the paper work to bring Scamp, Mushu and Jay in to her custody. It wouldn't be the same with out him, but she would try and she knew that he'd still be watching over them.

Jason just cried. He was sorry. He felt ashamed. He hated that for all the time he knew he'd done nothing. He cried and apologized before unable to take anymore he backed out.

Josie said a very simple goodbye. As did his teachers and a few heroes he'd never meet. He supposed that ment they where good guys, as he tended to only meet the bad ones.

Barron came in last.

"Hay Wren," Warren watched as his father sat on the edge of the bed taking his hands warming them. "Sorry I drew it out for so long…I-I just didn't want to let you go. I don't know how many people have told you to hang in and fight…but if you are tiered and don't want to…I-I understand. I wish you had never had to be strong…or at lest what every one thinks strong is. Sometimes it is biting the bullet, but the bravest thing you ever did was get up in the morning. Gave people a resin to live. Some times the hardest thing is…let-ting go and say…s-s-saying good-b-b-ye…" Barron trailed off as tears fell from his eyes. Warren gaped. He couldn't remember ever seeing his dad cry in front of him. "I'll be here till the end of it. If you want to fight it out, and come back, I'll be here ready and waiting. I'll help you through every thing. If you go…say hello to your mom and Lucy for me."

He got up opened the door to let the others in before taking Warren's hand and pulling the plug.

Warren sat there staring, he didn't know what to do, and he was running out of time. He was watching his body die, and people cry about it. He took a deep breath pulling out his key. Think of what's best for you…

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Barron didn't believe it at first, the beep took every one by surprise. Warren gagged as he tried to breath around the tubes. "W-wren?" Jason blinked as another beep shied by over the heart monitor. Doctors pushed family and friends back working quickly and soon Warren didn't half to gasp for breath.

His eyes cracked open but rather than seeing smiling, amazed, relived faces he saw Joy and Lucy sitting at the end of his bed. Smiling at him. He let his eyes close, they'd be there when he woke up, and right now he was so very sleepy…

So short again! How'd you like it? Did any one think that he was going to pick differently? It's hard to do other people's emotions from Warren's point of view, because he didn't feel them the same way any more. But I think I worked it out!

Let me know what you think!