hey! here's part two of after the storm, i hope you guys enjoy it...i can't stop throwing hiro and tadashi into terrible life-threatening situations, trouble just seems to follow them...but it's almost over. just like two or three more parts and they'll be ready to settle down and raise their families. thanks so much to silvie for reviewing! and yes, gogo, wasabi, and fred all died in the hurricane. so sad, but i couldn't think of anything to do with them and their names are so cool i had to use them for the kids...enjoy the read!

At one, Megan and I stand outside the temple. She looks beautiful in her flowing white dress, little flowers woven into her hair, her dark eyes shining. I'm so happy and nervous I could explode.

The ceremony passes quickly and so does the reception. By that night, my hip is throbbing and I have a migraine and the dark circles under my eyes are so huge it looks like someone punched me, but I'm so happy to be married that I don't even care.

Megan, Aunt Cass, and I go back to the café, and I collapse onto my bed. Mine and Megan's bed, actually.

After changing into pajamas, I curl up next to Megan in the bed. She strokes my hair, soothing my headache and helping me fall asleep.

"I love you," I say sleepily.

"I love you too," my wife says, smiling. "Go to sleep, Hiro. You're exhausted."

"Mhmmmmm," I mumble, and I'm dead to the world.

Tadashi and I decide to take our wives and kids and go rock climbing in Utah for fall break. Arches National Park is so beautiful this time of year.

We start hiking the Fiery Furnace early in the morning, Trev strapped to Honey's chest, the rest of us bouldering. Hamadas don't use equipment to go rock climbing.

We climb over a particularly large rock, grateful for the overcast day. It's not blazing hot and not freezing cold, as Utah is prone to be. I don't understand how Utahns deal with the huge temperature fluctuations—it can swing forty degrees overnight. This morning I woke up practically frozen to my bed.

Teddy flops down on the rock in front of me, panting. This much exertion is a lot for a toddler, I guess.

"I'm so tired," Teddy complains, rolling over. "I wanna go—"

Suddenly, Teddy rolls off the cliff with a tiny scream of terror. I'm barely conscious of Tadashi and Honey screaming their son's name and Megan screaming mine as I dive after the toddler.

The ground disappears underneath me and I'm falling. I let out a scream as I fall around ten feet, bounce off the rock, fall ten more feet, and crash into the sand at the bottom of the rock next to Teddy. My vision goes dark for a few seconds and then returns, blurry but at least there.

I gasp for air, all the wind having been knocked out of me. When I get my breath back, I slowly sit up, letting out a groan of pain and rubbing my forehead. There's a small impact cut over my left eye, bleeding a little but not too much. My back aches, my shoulder is throbbing, and my hip twinges whenever I move it. I don't think anything's broken, just bruised, but ow. I'm not gonna jump off any more rocks while we're here.

"Uncle Hiro?" says a tiny voice. "Are you okay?"

I look down to see Teddy, his round face scraped and bleeding. He's limping heavily, favoring one leg, and his shirt is covered in dirt.

"I'm fine," I say shakily, standing up and grabbing the rock for support. "But you're hurt, Teddy! What's wrong? Where does it hurt?"

"My ankle," he whimpers, a tear slipping down his cheek. "An' my face too."

Still dizzy, I carefully bend down, pick up my nephew, and hug him, pulling him close to my chest. "I'm sorry, buddy. Let's get you back to Mom and Dad."

I limp around the cliff, trying to figure out how to get back up. The question is answered when Tadashi, Honey, Megan, and Eva hurry down a small path.

"Oh my gosh, are you guys okay?" Dashi exclaims, his face worried. "How bad is it?"

"I'm fine," I assure him. "Just a little bruised. But Teddy's hurt."

Tadashi gently pulls his son out of my grasp. "Hey, bud. Where does it hurt? How bad?"

"I'm okay," Teddy mumbles. "I'm okay…"

He starts to cry and Tadashi hugs him tighter. "Just tell me where it hurts, Teddy, and we'll take you to Baymax. He'll fix you. Is—"

Dashi cuts himself off as a huge roar fills the air. "Is that—"

"Flash flood!" Honey screams. "Get to high ground! We can't be in its path or it'll sweep us away!"

I grab Megan's hand and start to limp toward the path, my hip aching. I ignore it, knowing that I have to move as fast as possible. Megan notices and wraps an arm around my waist. "I'll help you. We've gotta move fast."

I smile at my wife and we continue to limp back to safety.

We don't make it. None of us do.

The flash flood slams into me with so much force that it knocks me over, and then I'm being swept down the canyon, slamming into the walls and the floor. Water is filling my lungs and I'm pretty sure I'm going to die.

Suddenly, my flailing hand catches in a crevice, scraping up my fingers pretty bad but at least giving me a secure handhold. I grab the rock as tightly as I can, using both hands now. I have to get out of here.

I summon all my strength and pull myself up onto the rock, gasping and coughing violently. I cough up more water than I thought it was possible to swallow, my throat and chest burning.

Finally, I collapse onto the rock, still gasping for air. My head throbs and I wonder if I hit it on something else. I put a hand up to my forehead, but I only feel the impact cut from earlier, maybe bleeding a little more, but it's not too bad. My hip is not happy with being flung around, and neither is my back, which I think I bruised earlier falling into the canyon. I think my shoulder is wrenched, but I can move it and it doesn't hurt too much. Nothing hurts that much, but I have bruises all over from hitting the rocks and I don't want to get up.

I sit up anyway, shaking my head to try and get my wet hair out of my eyes. The water rushes swiftly past me, and I suddenly see a dark head poking out of the water.

Tadashi.

I lunge forward as the water sweeps my brother toward me, grabbing his shirt and pulling him out. Man, he's heavy. But I somehow manage to drag Dashi onto the rock. His eyes are closed and he's breathing shallowly. Should I give him CPR to get the water out? I'm not sure exactly how to do it, but if it was an emergency—

I don't have to give Tadashi CPR. His eyes fly open three seconds later and he starts coughing up the water. When he's finished, he sits up, wiping his mouth. "Hiro?"

"Tadashi!" I gasp. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," he rasps. "Nothing broken." There's a cut across his cheek, but that's all the damage I can see, so I let him off.

"What about you?" Dashi asks, looking worried. "You were already hurt from that fall earlier—"

"It's just a few bruises," I say, cutting my brother off. "I'm alright. And I didn't get anything worse from the flood." I glance down at my scraped, bloody fingers. "Well, I might be bleeding a little. But I'm okay."

I shakily stand up, testing my legs. They can both support my weight, and my hip doesn't give out, so I think I'll be fine.

Tadashi nods. "Good. Did you see anyone else?"

"No," I sigh, worried now. "Did you?"

"No one," Tadashi says. "I hope they're okay. Should we go find them or wait for the flood to die down?"

"We go now," I decide. "Your kids can't swim yet, can they?"

Dashi's face goes white. "No, they can't. That's not good. Let's go!"

And he takes off, sprinting over the rocks.

three hours later

I limp down toward the lake, my hip throbbing. Tadashi has an arm wrapped around my shoulders to help me walk, but my hip is still really sore and stiff, and I just want to lay down and never move again. But we have to find our family.

"Hiro, look," Tadashi says urgently, pointing suddenly at a small dark shape on the sand by the lakeshore.

I squint into the dying light. "Is that…Teddy? I can't tell from this far away." I almost don't dare to believe we've found anyone. We've been searching for three hours and we haven't seen any signs of life until now.

"I think so—come on!" Tadashi exclaims, dragging me with him as he runs over to the figure.

Upon closer inspection, it is Teddy. There's a huge goose egg on his forehead, but except for that, he doesn't look any worse than he did after falling off the cliff.

"Teddy?" Dashi says, gently shaking his son's shoulder. "Wake up, buddy, please wake up…"

Teddy gives a tiny cough and opens his eyes—well, one of his eyes. The other is swollen halfway shut from the bump on his forehead.

"D-daddy?" he whispers, his tiny voice weak and scared. "W-what happened?"

Tadashi gently strokes his son's hair, soothing him. "It's okay, Teddy. There was a big flood and you got washed away, but you'll be okay—we'll take you to Baymax and he'll fix you up. But first we have to find your mom and siblings and your aunt. I can carry you if you want. Sound good?"

Teddy nods, then winces as he moves his head. "Ow."

"Is it okay if I carry him, Hiro?" Tadashi asks. "I know you're in pain—"

"I'm fine," I insist. "Go ahead and carry him. Besides, his ankle's probably broken from earlier—he can't walk at all."

Dashi nods and picks up his son, cradling the toddler in his arms. "It's gonna be okay, Teddy. Just rest."

Teddy whimpers and curls up close to his dad's chest. He's shivering from the cold water, and I know we have to find the others and get somewhere warm soon. Poor little guy. And I'm freezing too—I haven't dried off completely yet. We have to find everyone else fast or we'll all die of hypothermia.

The day is overcast, but I can tell the sun is setting. The sky is darkening and it starts to rain, soaking me again. Now I'm shivering so much I can barely see where I'm going.

Suddenly, my foot catches on something on the sand and I stumble. I manage to keep my balance and not fall flat on my face, so I bend down to see what it is.

It's Megan.

I gasp and kneel down next to my wife, brushing her wet hair out of her face. She's unconscious, breathing shallowly. Her chin has evidently been gushing blood and her face is death pale.

"Meg!" I exclaim, putting my hands on her cold cheeks. "Wake up, please be okay, you have to be okay—"

"Hiro," Tadashi says. "She'll be fine. We just have to get her warmed up and treated, but we can't stay here. We've gotta take her with us, find Honey, Eva, and Trev, and then go back to the hotel to see Baymax. We just gotta hurry—can you carry her, Hiro? I can carry her if you want. You'll have to carry Teddy, though."

I know I probably can't carry my wife with my injured hip, so I take Teddy from Dashi and he picks up Meg. I cuddle my tiny nephew, noticing his soft, round abdomen and his fluffy hair. Teddy is so soft and cuddly—I'm glad I get to carry him. He's passed out now, snoring softly. Hopefully he's okay.

We trudge onward into the gathering darkness, trying not to trip in the wet sand. I'm beginning to think we'll never find Tadashi's wife and kids, and I'm almost ready to give up.

But then, several minutes later, Tadashi yells, "Honey!" and I see a dark shape slumped on the rock. Tiny cries echo across the lakeshore—Trev. And Eva.

Dashi rushes over to his wife, gently setting Megan down and pulling Honey's unconscious body into a sitting position. Three-month-old Trev, strapped to her chest, is bawling his eyes out. He has a few scratches on his tiny face, but he seems otherwise all right. His older sister, Eva, doesn't seem hurt, but tears are streaming down her face and she hugs Dashi as soon as he kneels next to Honey.

"What happened, Eva?" Tadashi asks, laying Honey back on the sand and looking at his daughter. "Are you okay? Is Trev okay?"

Eva looks up at her dad with tear-filled eyes. "The w-water…it was s-so big…Mommy grabbed me and t-tried to swim, but I t-think she hit her head or s-something…and then I went under the w-water and it was dark and everyone was gone and I w-woke up h-here and we were all alone…"

She buries her face in Dashi's chest, and he pulls his daughter close. "It's okay. We're going back to the hotel now. We'll be okay." He straightens up. "Hiro, can you—"

At that moment, Megan opens her eyes with a cough. "H-hiro?"

I rush over to Meg and prop her up. "Meg! Oh my gosh, are you okay?"

"I'm fine," she whispers. "I'm not hurt. Just…water." She laughs weakly. "I promise, Hiro. I'm okay. What happened to you?"

"I'm not hurt, either," I tell her, my hand caressing her cheek. "Nothing worse than before. Meg, I'm sorry, but can you walk? Tadashi and I can't carry everyone."

Meg grits her teeth and stands, her legs trembling a little but supporting her. "I can do it. Anyone you need me to carry?"

I glance at Dashi. "Could Meg carry Trev? We don't have anyone else to do it, so…"

"Yeah, of course," Tadashi says, unstrapping the crying baby from his mother's chest. "Here you go, Meg. Just be careful with him."

Megan nods and puts the baby carrier on, stroking Trev's soft brown hair. "It's okay, little guy. We're leaving now."

We begin the walk back over the beach, heading up toward the cliffs. We're going to be really careful—if we fall and someone else gets injured, we're done for.

I do trip a couple times, twisting my ankle and jarring my hip. Now I'm limping so badly Megan has to help me walk while still carrying Trev. Awesome.

Finally, we make it back to the car. Tadashi places Honey in the passenger seat, and Megan and I buckle Eva, Teddy, and Trev into their car seats. I collapse into the back next to Megan, who lets me lay my aching head on her shoulder while she strokes my hair.

Two minutes into the drive back to the hotel, the world goes black as my eyes close and I fall asleep.