A/N I hope everyone had a very happy Thanksgiving! I will soon be starting in on the leftovers myself. I think I gained about 49 pounds yesterday. Mahalo to Kawaii Spinel Queen of Evil and the Great Red Dragon for reviewing and stuff!

Twyla resisted the urge to run from the room. To run from the island. What in the name of all things holy was she doing? She couldn't believe she had just agreed to go back to Turo. She could have so much here.a family. A home. People care for her. She stopped dead in her tracks. How could anyone care for her? She was horrible, except to Pish. But she had been so ungrateful when they took her in. especially to Stitch. He had tried so hard to be her friend (and he had done a wonderful job). Twyla wrung her hands forlornly, thinking of his tone when they had talked about leaving. He seemed upset, almost as if.her ears perked up. What if he did? No.how could he? How could anyone ever love her? Twyla sighed heavily. If only she had tried.

Lilo beamed as she finished setting the table for dinner. She loved it when Nani asked her to do something important. Ignoring Pish's pleading voice, she turned and approached Stitch. He was sitting in the corner forlornly.

"What's wrong, Stitch?" she asked as she sat next to him. "Does your belly hurt?"

"I'm scared it's a little more complicated than that, Lilo."

"I think you mean afraid." Stitch sighed and slouched even lower. "I can keep a secret." She said slyly. Stitch lifted his head to look her in the eye.

"Lilo.Pish is leaving."

"I know."

"But he's taking Twyla with him! I don't want her to leave!" Stitch threw his arms around her desperately. She understood why he was upset, but there seemed to be something else. Just what it was was a little beyond a six-year-old, no matter how smart she was.

"Don't worry," she said, trying to be comforting. "Maybe he'll change his-"

"Alright then, tomorrow!" Lilo and Stitch both turned to stare at Pish and Istari. They appeared to have made some sort of an agreement. Stitch's arms dropped from Lilo in horror.

"What?" he moaned. Pish turned to him as if it were painfully obvious.

"We're heading to the mainland, to see Istari's brother. Are you going?" Stitch nodded weakly. "Alright then, be ready early, so we can catch our plane." He left the room cheerfully, not realizing he had crushed Stitch. He had been hoping they would stay a little longer than tomorrow. Nani turned to glance after Pish.

"Why is he taking a plane?"

Twyla climbed to her feet as Pish came into the hallway. She put on her tough act so he wouldn't see that she had been crying.

"Did you tell them?"

"Yes. We're leaving tomorrow."

"So soon?" Pish rounded on her suddenly.

"The sooner we're off of this hunk of dirt the better!" Twyla shrank back in surprise. Pish seemed to realize he was acting oddly and cleared his throat. "I believe dinner should be ready by now. I'm not coming, so if they ask I'm busy." He disappeared down the hall, leaving Twyla staring open-mouthed after him.

"Stitch, aren't you going to eat?" Nani asked across the extremely crowded table. Stitch shook his head glumly, not noticing that Twyla wore the same look of sadness. Nani continued to stare at him worriedly. "Are you feeling okay?" Stitch's forehead bumped against the table, but he made no effort to lift it. "Maybe you should lie down."

"Now that you mention it.I do feel kind of." he tried to think of a word, but he was drawing a blank. He excused himself quietly and made his way to Lilo's room (that he actually shared with her and the other experiments) and curled up in the top bunk. He didn't want anyone to be around right now, just him and the emptiness inside. He resisted the urge to growl as his ears picked up the sound of the door swinging open and clawed hands climbing into the bed next to him.

"Listen," it was Owen. "I'm sorry. About 593 leaving, I mean. I know how you feel."

"How could you possi-"

"Just trust me on this one, I know. I'd help you if I could." Stitch remained curled up, facing away from Owen to the oh-so-interesting wall. "But, you know, maybe it's not too late."

"What do you mean?" Stitch turned to him, his attention finally captured.

"I dunno.maybe Twyla will see how much more you need her than Pish does. Then again, I'm making up these ideas as I go, so that's probably got nothing to do with you."

"I.I need her more?.Owen, I appreciate what you're trying to do. But I doubt anything would change Twyla's mind." He turned to the wall again. Owen sighed and dropped to the floor, picking up a turkey and mashed potato sandwich from the floor.

"I was looking for this.Twyla? Since when does she has a name?"

"She doesn't want anyone to know."

"Oh." Owen bit off half the sandwich and chewed thoughtfully for a moment. "You know, Stitch, love makes you do some crazy things.but some of them are smarter than others."

A/N aw.poor Stitch! Not quite up to par, but still a good chapter, I think. There's not really much more left in this guys. But that just means more fics will be coming! Aloha!