Yeah, I tortured you. Sorry, I was lazy yesterday.

OH MA GAWD, IT'S JULY 20th. IT'S SCRIBS' BURRFDAII x3

This goes into the future MORE. It's August 1st now.

The title could hint at what's going to happen.

Chapter 28- Miss Two-Dents

August 1st, 2010.

"She's getting so big," Scribs commented on our daughter. We were the only two in the room at the moment- everyone else was outside. It was a really sunny day. I just didn't feel like going out for some reason. Suddenly Noodle rushed into my room. She was panting and looked real scared. "Uhh...t...t...2D...we have...a big problem..." she stuttered.

"Wot?"

"Jenna...and...ledge...and...falling...and...face..." She was making motions with her hands that distracted me from what she was trying to say.

"Yew don' mean..."

"Yes, I do."

"Oh...shit."

"You must get up there! And fast!"

She grabbed my hand and we frantically ran into the lift. When we stopped at the main lobby, she nearly ripped my arm out of its socket as we both ran right to the door. She flung it open and we were both out as soon as possible. She took me to right under the balcony and my face drained of all its color. My daughter lay face-down on a rock with blood dripping down it. We both worked together to pry her off the rock. We flipped her over and luckily she landed with her eyes open or it would have been a lot worse. Noodle listened. "You are a very, very lucky father," she said with some relief in her voice.

"Why?"

"Her heart is still beating. I don't know if she's going to wake up. She's in a coma though. Unfortunately, that's all I know, and I don't think she'll live much longer unless we get her to a hospital."

"Noodle...den I gotta go face Murdoc...an' 'm no' really up fer a whack in th' face."

"I'll go with you. He is very afraid of me now."

"Okay...bu' can yew 'elp me take 'er up dere?"

"Hai."

I lifted Jenna's legs and Noodle took her arms. We carried her upstairs like that and into the study. Murdoc was sitting, facing the window- expressionless, as usual. I spoke quietly and shakily. "M...mur...doc?"

"Wot." He sounded like he didn't care.

"I'ss Jenna. She's...'urt."

"Woddy'a mean, 'urt?"

"She fell off th' balcony an' smashed 'er face."

"She wot?"

"SHE FELL OFF TH' BLOODY BALCONY AN' SMASHED 'ER FOCKIN' FACE."

"An' yer tellin' me dis...why?"

"Because we need t'borrow th' plane an' fly 'er ova t' Sea'le so she can see a docta."

"I'ss da' bad?"

"Naw, da'ss why 'er entire fockin' skull is cracked!"

"Seriously?"

"Ya fink?"

"...Fine. Take th' plane. Bu' 'm no' drivin'."

"I'll fly it," Noodle offered.

3something PM. Still in the plane. Scribs isn't here. -insert exaggerated sigh.-

"Wot 'ospital does she usually go to?" I asked Ame.

"I don't remember. Last time she was there was when she sprained her wrist in 2008. I'm pretty sure it was the Swedish Medical Center, but I could be wrong. We both lived by the water and it was a kind of long drive. But seriously, made sure Ets doesn't land this thing near North Beach. We lived there and I really don't think you want to meet Jenna's stepdad."

"Oh boy. Why?"

"Not because he hates you, but he's an overdrunk smoker who has nothing to do so he gets high and wasted. He's ugly and fat anyways."

"Ayame. Son'na koto iwanaide! Kore wa shitsureida!" Noodle scolded.

"Mōshiwake arimasen." I'd never heard Ame use Japanese before, but considering she's from Japan, she was bound to use it eventually.

3something PM again. We're in Seattle. In a taxi. That smells.

The taxi driver floored it when we got in. It was a scary ride that ended up with a police escort. The driver was scarier than Murdoc. Noodle was able to give him the sweetest puppy-dog face ever when we said we had no money. Did he buy it? No. Not until we all did it. Once he dropped us off, we went into the building. We explained what happened to the woman at the counter who looked incredibly bored, and she got an emergency person to come out and take Jenna into the ER right away.

Sometime around 7 AM Pacific time.

The doctor woke us all up with some good news. Jenna's going to be fine. Her skull isn't damaged too badly but she's nearly blind in both eyes. She has something called hyphema- I really don't want to know what that is. He also said she'd be in a coma until the end of August, at least. But he knew about us and he let us go with Jenna.

A few days later.

Murdoc cut Jenna's hair. All of it. She used to be able to sit on it. Now it's at her shoulders. He clipped off her fringes and now it hangs over her face at an angle. I knew he was going to start picking on her like he picks on me.

I hate that sod.

A/N: FOUR FOCKING HOURS WORKING ON THIS. GAAAAH. Two chapters left :D