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Charlie dragged the freezing girl inside. Her body was icey to the touch and her eyes were closed. She was still breathing but just bearly. She had ruby colored hair fell on the ground as he dragged her into the hall. Willy was there already.

"Were you calling me...WHAT'S THAT!" he asked looking down at the body lifting a leg in disgust.

"She's dying mr. wonka."

"Yeah and she's bleeding all over my clean floor!"

"MR. WONKA!"

"Fine take her upstairs then."

The oompa loompas lifted her up and took her up the stairs. Charlie followed. Since he grew up with nothing at all his heart was pure and caring and he cared about the girl he didn't even know. They put her in a guest room that Charlie was staying in and placed her on the soft purple sheets. Charlie lit a fire in the fire place.

"I've got it from her guys." he said to them. "Just bring me some medicine and bandages."

They nodded and went off in there loompa language. Charlie waited patiently until they returned with a green smelly liquid and crisp clean white bandages. Charlie spread them over her cool body and wrapped her head up. Then he waited. He watched as she lie there sleeping or in a coma or whatever it was she was doing. The fire crackled and sparked as his eyes never left her. Suddenly the door behind him opened. Willy stood there. He didn't bother to look at the girl and focused on nothing up his young apprentice. He crossed his arms.

"What's she still doing here?" he asked.

"Mr Wonka!" Charlie said horrified. "She's hurt! We can't send her away!"

"Why not?" he shrugged carefree. "There are much bigger and better hospitals then my factory. Plus Charlie do I look like a doctor?"

"No you look like you don't care!" he said.

Willy laughed.

"Yeah." he said with a nod of his head. "I do. Now come on. We gotta work on a new type of chocolate I wanna make. It's mood flavor. It can be any type according to your mood of course. And...Charlie what's wrong?"

Charlie turned his back on the man and sighed.

"I'm staying with her until she wakes up." he said finally after a few moments of awkward silence. "Then I can find out what happened to her. Then she can go back to wherever she came from when she feels better."

Willy sighed and dropped his arms to his side.

"Fine..." he sighed then pointed at him. "But ONLY until she's better. Then she's outta here. Now if you excuse me I'M gonna go eat some mood chocolate."

With that he stomped down the stairs leaving Charlie with his patient. Charlie shook his head and returned to the girl. He wondered what her name was. She looked like a Kimmy. Or a Lisa. Or Shannon maybe. He shrugged. Who knew? Why was she out there in the 1st place? And how the heck could she survive such a cool night? He had been safely tucked away in his shack under a blanket and he was freezing...but she had been out in the snow all night and she survived? It didn't add up.

"Don't worry." he said to her. "I'll figure out what happened. I promise. And don't worry about Mr. Wonka. He just doesn't like people...or Labrador Retrievers for that matter...he'll like ya eventually. Don't worry about it."

Charlie knew she couldn't hear him. She didn't know who he was or who Mr. Wonka was or maybe even where she was but for some weird reason beyond understanding it made him feel better to talk to her. So he did. He talked about all his candy ideas and the fact that he wanted a bike for Christmas. How he wished Mr. Wonka didn't not like people and that his family had picked another week for the trip because he had really really REALLY wanted to go no matter what he said to them or Willy. Charlie leaned back in his arm chair and sighed. He was talking to an unconscious girl...maybe he did need a vacation...

Willy stuffed another piece of mood chocolate in his mouth. Dark Chocolate. Again. He blamed Charlie and that stupid girl. If he just came there and help him like he should have it wouldn't be such a hastle. Not that eating for an hour was a hastle it's just that now the person he talked to the easiest and was the only nice person it seemed on the planet was now waaaaaaaaaaay too preoccupied with some unconscious girl to help him. What was that supposed to mean! That he was less fun then a girl who just lied there? Did Charlie really hate him that much? Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door. Willy got to his feet.

"Yay." he said boredly. "People."

He cracked the front door open and peeked out. It was Mr. Bucket. He had his holey hat clutched in his gloved hands. Willy opened the door all the way.

"Mr. Bucket?" he asked.

"Hello Mr. Wonka...is Charlie there?" he asked.

"Yeah come in."

Mr. Bucket entered as an oompa loompa went upstairs and retrieved a tired looking Charlie. The minute he saw his dad his eyes lite up with wonder and confusion.

"Dad?" he asked. "What's going on?"

Mr. Bucket sighed.

"We got half way there and realized that it wasn't a trip without you there." he said. "We came back to beg you to come. Please Charlie it'll be fun!"

"But what about..." he started.

"O. I'll be fine." Will said with a grin.

Charlie nodded.

"...I know but I was talking about Gwen." he said.

"Who?" they asked.

"The girl I found. She's sick." he said.

"Oh yeah." Willy moaned. "Just ignore the disgruntled chocolate maker...wait." he stopped. "You named her?"

"Yeah!"

"Charlie were not keeping her!" he yelled.

"Is this a dog or something?" Mr. Bucket asked.

"No it's a girl!" Charlie snapped.

"A half dead girl who already has a name and a home!" Willy waved his arms around.

"So Charlie..." Mr. Bucket interupted hoping to not discuss the rather confusing subject further. "Do you wanna come?"

Charlie hesitated then nodded.

"Alright but only if Mr. Wonka agrees to take care of her when I leave."

"IM NOT A DOCTER!" Willy said.

"It's settled then!" Mr. Bucket clapped his hands together. "Claude go get his things and we'll be off!"

The oompa loompa chirped in response and went up the stairs.

"I can't take care of her." Willy said looking from Charlie to Mr. Bucket.

"Oh you'll be fine!" Mr. Bucket said. "You should do great!"

"And plus it's only until I get back then she can go back to wherever she came from." Charlie said. "Please Mr. Wonka?"

He sighed.

"Fine." he said as Claude handed Charlie his packed bag. "Just go and have fun! Bring me back a souvenir!"

Charlie beamed.

"Thanks Mr. Wonka!" he said and they left.

So they said there good byes and left into the setting sun. Willy sighed and made his way back to the work room. There he worked well into midnight when he went to bed.

The next morning Willy got up and threw on his clothes.

"I wonder what time Charlie will be here toda..." he stopped. "Oh yeah." his face fell. "he's not coming in. And I gotta go check on that girl."

So Willy dragged himself out into the hall and up the stairs to check on her. Then he could say he had for the rest of the day and get back to his Charlie free work. He cracked the door open and was drawn in by the warmth of it. Charlie had left the fire going and lit candles everywhere. The room smelled of something sweet and happy as Willy took a step closer to the girl. Suddenly before he could do anything her eyelids opened slowly revealing a pair of deep sapphire blue eyes. She sat up and rubbed her head. She didn't notice Willy or anything for that matter. He cleared his throat at a loss for words.

"Um...good morning star shine." he said as she turned and looked at him. "The earth says hello."

The girl cocked her head at him.

"Star shine?" she repeated. "Is that my name?"

...well that's all folks! I hope you enjoyed! Pleeease keep those awsome reviews coming! LOL. . Well until next time!