By KnotgrassKola008. Disclaimer: I do not own 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 Free works at Rooster Teeth, Alex works at the Creatures and Seto and Martin do YouTube. I do not do this for financial gain.

Chapter 50: Alone, forgotten and broken.

Everything was like some sort of nightmare.

He couldn't open his eyes at all. In fact he could only register the very few things that were around him. He could hear certain sounds but they were all blending into one fuzzy sound. Sometimes he could hear loud footsteps, shouting or the odd beeping here and there. He couldn't feel anything on his body (maybe he lost his sense of touch?). He could smell cleaning products around him and feel himself continually breath in deeply.

"Nurse give me status of damage done to the patients body?"

He could hear a voice, it was loud. He wanted everyone to be quiet right now. He wanted to fall asleep.

"He has one broken ankle, it seems damage had already been prior done to it but constant movement has made it worse. The bone inside had snapped but no splinters have been seen."

Another voice, much louder this time.

"There also a some damage done to his left shoulder from the bullet. It left his body but it tore some muscles and blood vessels. He also has a large amount of bruising that is near his stomach and possibly serve brain damage and serve groin damage."

Gavin tried to listen but could feel his entire body slipping away, he could barely understand or make sense. Nothing was feeling right anymore. Everything was making him ill and he was already feeling numb in the first place. He blinked painfully and whined loudly.

"Doctor the painkillers aren't working‼!" This voice was much louder and then he could feel himself slowly rise out of the void. He opened his eyes to see a luminous light overhead of him. He squinted and felt pain slightly take over his body. Then two fuzzy faces appeared from nowhere.

"please do not panic. You are fine, we would just like you to keep calm." His voice sounded calm but it was loud. The blond couldn't move his head and made another whining noise.

"Doctor the groin area and shoulder have too much damage. They've already prepared the operating theatre upstairs." Her voice was softer.

Gavin stared back and watched the doctor. Running his fingers through his hair, panic was setting in on his body and he was thinking. Gavin could tell. He weakly stared back.

"Nurse get me some general anaesthetic!"

He could hear footsteps going away and watched the doctor. More and more pain was flooding into his body, it was almost killing him. His fingers began to twitch but he still couldn't move his head at all. The doctor stared back and repeatedly tried to give calming words.

Then footsteps came back.

Gavin squeezed his eyes shut and waited for whatever might happen. The pain slowly grew worse until it stopped, he suddenly felt very tired. A feeling of relaxation came over his body and tenderly calmed him down. It was nice, it made him feel nice as well.

It was such a charming feeling.

He wanted to sleep like this for a while.

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"Hello."

His eyes peeled open and groaned. Pushing himself up still felt tiring but he wasn't feeling numb or in pain anymore. In fact the feeling of tiredness had already left him. Gavin was feeling light; like the worries of the world have been taken off his shoulders.

"Excuse me?"

Gavin turned to the left of his eyes and jolted a little. Hector was sitting next to him, Hector was next to him. The blond had his hair still neatly combed back, big thick-rimmed glasses and large nose. He wore a light-green poncho, a yellow shirt under, black jeans and white socks. He smiled but his eyes had no light in them.

"Your…your dead!" Gavin squeaked and reached out his hand. He touched the boys shoulder, it certainly felt real. Feeling the fabric underneath his touch and feeling the soft texture was nice.

"Yes I am dead." Hector spoke with a sad smile.

Gavin stared before grimacing, "am…I dead?"

The question was enough to make him look around. He was on some greasy felid with Daisy's and lavenders around him. He could only see the green hills stretch wide and beyond the horizon. He saw nothing else and turned to the sky. There were clouds in there air but the sky was a different colour. It was pale green with mixture of purples where the land and sky met. There was no sun but light was filtering in from somewhere.

"Sorry to speak up, but you're not. This is a dream or rather your mind had concentrated on giving you a dream to be in while you undergo surgery in reality." He explained it with a soft voice and then brushed his fingers against the grass.

Gavin gasped in relief but still tensed up. He was going under the knife, they needed to remove the bullet from his body any way. He watched Hector for a few seconds.

"So you're…not his ghost?" Gavin asked.

"No sorry. I'm part of your mind. Right now your brain has made me from the information Prium has given you really of me. Real me is dead I'm sorry to say." Hector softly spoke but he slowly lost his tone at the end.

"Oh…your dad is pretty great." Gavin mumbled.

"Thanks. I believe that Geoff is a good father as well to you." Hector replied.

Gavin smiled and turned back to watch the view. It was quiet, peaceful and calm. A big difference to his hectic two months that had passed by. It was fun but at the same time sad and painful.

"Do you want to wake up?" Hector asked which startled the emerald-eyed Brit. He blankly stared and felt the question it him hard.

"Die? No…I don't." Gavin answered.

"But everyone going to be so upset and angry. Wouldn't it be better not to kick up a fuss?" He questioned. He was very polite and gave off a soft tone like Faith. Even now he had his knees to his chest and avoiding eye-contact.

"I don't want anybody to be sad if I die," Gavin began, "did you feel the same?"

"Real me didn't know I would. He thought it was a simple cold so I don't think that thought ever crossed his mind." He explained.

"Oh…why did my brain think you up right now?" The Brit questioned.

"Maybe because…Gavin you're not really dumb. Your really kind of smart at somethings than others. Though you don't credit yourself enough to yourself really. It's because of everything that I was made in your memories and dream. These two things will be important in the future."

The Brit tilted his head in confusion and waited for a better answer.

"Gavin your two month holiday is going to set of a chain of events. Consciously your not thinking of such things but deep in the back of your mind you know that to be true. The police will come, stuff will happen and you right now will be in a perilous situation." Hector continued.

"I…I don't get it." Sniffed the emerald-eyed Brit.

"It's is not something you can get over or understand in a day. You can only truly understand something if you've experienced it yourself."

Gavin nodded, "that's pretty deep."

"You've heard it in the past but you've never caught onto it. Like 'how you treat your own body makes others treat you differently' or 'being scared of failure makes you more likely to procrastinate what your doing'."

Gavin nodded and listened carefully.

"Right now your frontal lobe has been damaged. Something things about yourself might change ok, like you might get more angry or more timid. You might have trouble being nicer or begin to hurt others because you feel no guilt." This continued.

"Shouldn't a doctor be saying this?" Gavin asked and gulped.

"…yeah…you're right sorry. How about we relax instead." Hector chuckled and fiddled with his glasses. Gavin squinted at him for any odd movements and sighed.

"No…it's fine. I guess I find it weird that you or…me knows all this stuff. I'm not exactly smart in all the medical stuff. That's Chopper bit of the world." Huffed the scarfed-male.

"Your memories can remember weird things," Hector chuckled and then laughed happily.

"Well if you're happy then that's alright." Gavin smiled.

"Am I really?"

Gavin frowned at this.

"I might be some sort of mental defence mechanism for your brain because you wouldn't be able to handle reality. I'm happy because right now you need to be calm when you wake and I'm doing a terrible job at this."

Gavin felt his heart beat loudly.

"Right now your stuck in a hospital and doctors are removing a bullet from your shoulder. Your friends are scared, your mom is a criminal, Geoff is terrified and we might not even be in the operating room right now." His voice was still soft but had lost all emotion to it.

The sky was turning dark and was filled with cracks, like a person was smashing against it with a hammer. The clouds were gone. The colour of the sky was now a dark apple green and the quiet felt more chilling.

"What do you mean?" Gavin asked.

"Dreams have no time at all. Clocks do not work in dreams which is how people know that they are in one. Right now time could be working at its normal pace outside, you could have been asleep for years by now and everything here is in a different time. Five minutes here could mean five years out there."

Gavin couldn't move.

"Though you mind is collapsing. You can't handle the truth and your brain is still a wreak from under the damage that it has taken. Your scared, your alone, your confused and you can't understand. Everything is falling apart including your own mind."

"Stop it! Just stop it!"

"Your breaking right now. Mentally, emotionally and physically you'll be weak."

Gavin tried to gasp for air and found himself choking. His lungs were filled up with something and he couldn't breath. Gasping for help and wheezing loudly. Everything was slowly breaking down, being torn into pieces.

"And he's already dead."

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Opening his eyes is a pain. Everything in his body felt numb and somewhat stiff, it was really hard to move. All his joints felt somewhat stiff and he could barely even move his head. It was hard feeling anything on his skin, probably from whatever drugs they gave him to be unconscious. Trying to shift again but instead he whimpered.

"Gavin!"

His emerald eyes glanced over and he felt himself relax.

It was Geoff but then he got a better look. His hair and moustache was a mess. It looked like it had been through rain and was making it really fuzzy. He eyes were heavily bloodshot and puffy with redness. Even his nose was somewhat red as well. Gavin couldn't see what Geoff was holding onto but he was grasping it tightly.

Then he watched as his eyes shone up for several seconds before tears leaked out of the corners of his eyes. Then he could feel Geoff hand grab onto his own (finally he was getting feeling back into his body) and squeeze it.

"Gavin…" The brunette bent down his head, hiding the expression of tears that had latched onto him. Gavin watched, at first his mind felt slow with the information but squeezed back. He didn't want Geoff to be sad.

"God…I thought you would…" He choked out and covered his mouth with his other hand. Tears were rapidly streaking down his face and hitting his hand. Gavin watched and squeezed back in vain. Sad Geoff made him cry at times.

"I…I'm awake." The blond wheezed out. Trying to move again but failed to do so.

"Mr. Free and ."

Geoff wiped his tears away and looked up, his expression changed from sorrow to seriousness. Eyebrows furrowed and hand holding even more tightly around his own. Gavin watched before the doctor walked around to the other side and gave a solemn stare.

"Mr. Free I've come to perform some tests. We need to check if you have brain damage in the frontal lobe." He stated. Gavin could tell he was being professional but still turned to Geoff.

His face had paled but he stayed with without movement.

"Alright….can Geoff stay?"

The doctor nodded and Geoff relaxed before turning to the blond. A forced smile on his face, trying to be strong for him. Gavin tried to smile back.

"After the tests we will of course tell you what else has happening to you but we must have the tests done so we don't miss anything Mr. Free." The doctor stated. The two still fell silent and listened.

"The first things will be an MIR, CT scans, x-rays and other tests shall be done firstly. After that there is a period of rehabilitation which will also depend on how serve your brain damage is. The goal here is assist you the best we can and try to live life with brain damage." He finished off and waited for any words.

Gavin listened, not really understand several machine names or mainly what happened to him, "alright."

"You can accompany us this way with Gavin free and will stay with us."

They went through the several tests that were quickly deployed. Firstly was the CT scan which just checked for any bleeding or swelling in the brain. Apparently he didn't have either of those things so many tests were skipped to go to the final one. It was called a Glasgow coma scale or GCS. It's to assess how bad the brain injury was. Verbal response, like making noise, physical movements and how easily his eyes could open.

He could open his eyes but still mumbled that he was tried and had trouble opening them. Verbally he was fine and could speak and made noise. The physical movements were the worse. He could move his head slightly and heard his neck click after no movement.

SThey then asked him to pick something up. It was a ball and when his hands tried to grasp it be couldn't. His fingers had trouble moving around the object or even picking it up. At first he continued trying but after the sixth time he grew panicked and began to feel his hands shake.

In the end Geoff came in to comfort him and held onto his shoulder.

Finally they were back behind a curtain. The blond felt much more alert at this point and was able to sit himself up (with help of the bed rest). Though he could see one point of damage to himself.

His ankle where he had been shot had a large cast over it and was propped up. He couldn't move it and just sat there. Moving his other foot was a great relief to him. Though after a few hours of affection and comfort from Geoff the doctor had finally come back.

"I'm sorry for the wait, there were several other patients. Though now I am going to tell you the information you've been needing." The doctor started and Gavin looked over to Geoff. He was unmoving.

"You've been in a coma for four days now, Gavin. You only just woke up today."

The blond felt his mouth open wide, "four days?!"

"You did have serve injuries to your body. You had a broken ankle but thankfully he were able to realign the bone so it just needs a cast until it heals itself. Check ups will be needed it case of more pain of course and crutches will be needed." The doctor pointed out the first one.

"You also have a large amount of bruising around the stomach but there no damage to any organs. Just be careful around wearing certain clothes and eating certain foods in case. Though it shall heal up in two weeks."

Gavin let out a sigh of relief and waited.

"We also were able to remove the bullet from your body without any complications. Though the wound will leave a scar and please alert us of anything around the wound." He nodded and Gavin relaxed at though.

"Though I am sorry to say that we did have to preform surgery on your groin area. While you did take a big of damage there in the first place there was a lot of damage that has sustained over many years." He mumbled.

"Groin damage? Well it happens I lot but I never though…so what did you do?" Gavin asked.

"…I'm sorry to say that we had to remove your testicles as both were twisted by the hit and movement in battle. We had to remove both sadly and which makes you unable to have any children with anybody. Your sexual function will be go down." The doctor stated.

Gavin felt himself stare and process. They had to do surgery to remove his balls? He never thought years of damage could lead to that. Though it didn't feel as bad as he thought it would be. It fact it certainly had hit him but he had never through the it would lead to this.

"So am I staying here then?" Gavin asked.

The doctor nodded softly, "yes, we just need for your ankle to be healed and to check if you have an complications through out the week. Though you could go out in a few weeks or a month depending on how you heal. We will do checkups on you ok."

The blond nodded and watched as he left through the curtains. For several seconds he felt a moment of peace yo through him until Geoff squeezed his hand hand. Glancing over he saw an expression of both controlled rage and sadness.

"Don't you dare say you did this to help us!" His voice was high but the fact that Geoff was controlling his tone was worse. It sounded like calm anger.

"Don't you dare think that it's better to hide shit from me! If you think that suffering from your own fears and suffering because you believe that telling somebody is bad then fucking stop and think about that dickshit for a second!" His voice grew lower and Gavin didn't blink.

"You make me and others suffer…hiding your pain from me…from everyone else…." His voice almost turned to a whisper but regained average volume. His hand stopped squeezing (Gavin desperately wanted him to carry on).

"Do you not understand? How important you are to me and how I promised to keep you safe?! I even mean to keep you safe from your own fears, your nightmares and insecurities! What were you thinking‼!" His head pushed into Gavins neck and choked out sobs could be heard.

"Where's…Bridgette and Brent?"

Geoff still continued to cry, "one…that dick bitch was arrested by the poice and handed over to Scotland Yard. There was no other male….male there."

The blond carefully placed his hand onto the brunettes back and his other hand on his head. He made no movement but pressed down a little, he was here. He wouldn't leave him.

"Where's Prium?"

"He's dead."

All sound was gone, all thought was gone, all feelings were gone and everything shattered into a million pieces. His entire body froze in place and he stared blankly at the curtains. Noticing that they moved slightly when the breeze caught them. Everything was collapsing and shattering in his mind. Geoff didn't hesitate or even stumble.

Prium is dead. Prium is dead. Prium is dead. Prium is dead. Prium is dead. He's dead.

"No…you're wrong." The blond stated and Geoff pushed his head up. Eyes were again bloodshot and tears still dripped down his face.

"You must be joking. Prium's fine, he's always been through a lot. Sure it was negative at first but Prium is fine. He must be fine. He is fine." Gavin went on.

Geoff stared with surprise and wiped his tears off his face. Then gently ruffled the back of Gavins head.

"I'm…he's dead Gavin. Nobody could survive the full from Big Ben. He fell and then the police and ambulance came. They used those large hold up mats to save you but Prium fell." His voice was tired. This time sympathy was in his face.

Gavin shook his head, "please...please stop lying to me Geoff. I know he's fine! He'll always be fine! Prium is strong!"

The brunette continued to ruffle the back of the Blonds head. Gently he did it. Gavin bit his lip and shook his head. Once, then twice and finally a third time.

"He…promised me to see his sons grave. He promised he wouldn't die! He said everything would be alright! Everything would be ok! I'm…I'm…I'm…he's not dead!" Gavin choked out and tried to wipe away his tears.

"Where everybody else?" Gavin asked. He wanted Faith, he wanted Seto, Martin, Akura, Chopper, Nepeta and Alex. He wanted his friends.

"Some…some guy named Zoro told them to truth. They got to London and found you unconscious with a dead body…I'm so sorry. They…they left."

Gavin felt his shoulders and body felt the impact of stress on him. It hurt, it hurt so painfully. He gave wheezed gasps and held onto Geoff. His head felt funny, almost sore. Even his wound and stomach began to ache with pain. He wanted to cry but he couldn't. Nothing could leak out of his eyes, no tears.

He wanted his friends.

He wanted Prium.

He was no longer stuck in the middle.

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Guess I finished the second one. I'm thanking everyone who stuck out during this entire trip through out. Thanking everyone who faved, reviewed and followed. Really this trip has been great and I have to admit this is the longest thing I have written. I love it just as much as I love ''How we met'.

Also thanking the views in the UK, Mexico, Canada

Though this is a downer ending or kind of bittersweet depending on view. I have put Gavin through hell and this is what he has gotten. Trying to save your friends through lies and pain can hurt you more and your friends. Although Miss Bitch is indeed gone from Gavins life.

ALSO FOR THE FINAL FIC I SHALL BE TAKING A THREE week breAk to plan fit the final fic which is 80 chapters.

Thank you. My beta is I-forgot Adam.