A/N: This story isn't dead, I've just been really busy and brain dead lately. Thank you to my reviewers and sorry it took so long to update. Here ya go, Chapter 11, enjoy!

Chapter 11 - Dude, You Wrecked My Car!

That Sunday morning they all piled into Nick's gray trans-am and drove to the hospital. In an attempt to cheer Eddy up, they came bearing gifts. Edd brought him a healthy potted plant, Ed brought him a bundle of balloons, Dea gave him a single red rose and the biggest jaw breaker she could find, and Nick brought him a crisp twenty-dollar bill. Rather their gifts cheered him up or not, Eddy was at least talking again. After his visitors had been there for a while he informed them,

"They put me on anti-depressants."

"Well, maybe they'll help," Dea said.

The room was quiet again after that. If one were to observe the scene closely, they would notice that Eddy was avoiding looking at Nick, and if their gaze did meet, Eddy would look away. Nick noticed this, so he asked him,

"What's on your mind?"

Eddy stared at him, wide eyed. Finally he said, "I just want out of this hospital."

"Well, I talked to mom last night, so hopefully you can come home today."

Eddy nodded solemnly. After a beat of silence he said, "I'm hungry."

The group laughed at his statement. It seemed so out of place in the drab environment, but behind it was a hint of Eddy's old character showing through again.

"What?" he asked, sounding irked, "I've had nothing but this hospital slop for two days now! I'm frickin' starving! You would be too!"

"Alright, alright," Nick said, "I'll go down the street and get us some burgers and fries. Does someone want to come with me and help carry stuff?"

"I'll go!" Ed volunteered.

"Do you two think you can remember what you're ordering, or should I write it down for you," Dea asked, smirking a smart-ass grin.

"Why don't you go with them," Eddy suggested, "I'd like to talk to Double-D alone."

Dea looked a little offended that Eddy wanted to talk to Edd and not her, but she tried not to show it too much. She tried to be understanding of her boyfriend's wishes and silently stood up to leave.

"Ok," she said quietly. Nick seemed to pick up on her distress and put a hand on her shoulder as they walked out the door.

"Don't worry," Nick said once they were outside, "he told me Friday night he thought you were the one."

Dea smiled, "yeah?"

"Yeah!" Ed answered, "Any tree sap could see that Eddy lovvves you!"

Feeling much better about Eddy's request for her to step out, Dea climbed into the front seat of Nick's car and they sped off down the street.

Meanwhile, Edd sat beside Eddy's bed looking at his friend curiously. Eddy had suddenly become relcutant to talk.

"Eddy...What did you want to talk to me about," Edd asked. He was becoming uncomfortable in the silence.

Eddy looked frightened and a little helpless. His expression greatly worried Edd. He pulled his chair closer to the bed and put a hand on Eddy's shoulder. Eventually, Eddy managed to tell Edd about the dream he'd had Friday night, especially the latter part involving his brother's death.

"I don't know what to do," he said at the end of his story.

"It was probably just a dream," Edd said, "A horrible dream triggered by current unfortunate events."

"But what if it's not just a dream?"

"I think if you're that worried about it you shoud tell Nick. Tell him you're concerned."

"...tell my brother I had a dream where he dies. I can't do that. He wouldn't believe me anyway."

Edd was about to say something more, but at that moment Dea, Nick, and Ed returned with bags of hamburgers and couple drink carriers of pop. Nothing more was said about the dream and Eddy did his best to ignore it and act normal.

Later that afternoon, Eddy's mother came in and he was permitted to leave the hospital. It felt like he had been in there a lot longer than two days and he couldn't wait to get out of that place. He stood in the lobby behind his mom as she filled out paperwork.

Nick took a seat on one of the benches in the room and watched his younger brother curiously. Eddy had his arms around Dea again and she was hugging him like he'd just come back from war or something. Nick smiled and laughed to himself. Eddy was growing up. He had a girlfriend and was treating her like a man should. He was even beginning to look his age, possibly older. Nick decided he had beenaway fartoo long. He had still seen Eddy as a baby when he left and now he scarcely recognized the young adult before him.

"Hey! Let's go! I wanna get outa' here!"

Nick snapped out of his haze at Eddy's loud voice. The group had apparently migrated to the exit while he was lost in thought. Nick laughed again to cover up his embarrassment and joined them on the way out.

After that, Eddy took a week off school, then they all graduated a few weeks later. In all the excitement at the end of their high school career, Eddy had forgotten about his nightmare for the most part. Sometimes he was still overcome with a feeling that something just wasn't right, like some impending disaster was headed his way, but nothing ever came of it, so he tried to push the feelings away.

Thenone cloudy afternoon, about three weeks after graduation, the group was sitting around in Nick's old room. It had been drizzeling rain all day and everyone was a little bored by having to stay indoors. Eddy had been rather moody and edgy all afternoon, but the others attributed that to his being locked up inside the house. Between the five of them, they had eaten almost all of the junk food and soda in the house. Currently, they were looking for something else to entertain themselves with.

"Hey, Eddy," Nick said, "Why don't you go get that pack of cards from the other room?"

"Me? Why don't you go get it?"

"Because I'm older than you. Go get it."

Eddy growled and rolled his eyes, but got up and left the room anyway. Nick sat there for a few seconds, then got up and pulled his car keys out of his pocket.

"I'm gonna go to the store and get some more food," he said.

He left and a few minutes later Eddy returned with a deck of cards. He looked around the room, confused.

"Where'd Nick go?"

"He went to the store to get more food," Dea answered.

Eddy went to the window (which was no longer bricked up) and looked out at the rain. There was a clap of thunder and a sudden flash of lightening. Eddy cried out and dropped to the floor, holding hishead in his hands like he had a horrible head ache. Indeed, he did have a sudden, sharp pain in his head, accompanied by brief flashes of his dream from the hospital.

"Eddy, what's wrong?" Edd asked, shaking him gently.

"He's...going to die," Eddy said when the pain and visions stopped.

"What?"

"This is it, just like I dreamed it..."

"Eddy, what are you talking about?" Dea asked.

"Nick's going to die!" Eddy shouted, standing up, "I had this dream about him in the hospital. He dies in a car crash because it's been raining and the pavement is wet- just like it is now!"

They all looked at him skeptically, even Ed.

"You don't believe me? I'm not having these horrible headaches and visions for nothing, guys! It's not just a bad feeling!"

Eddy began to pace around the room and the others just watched him.

"...I've got to do something," he said, "...I think I've got a plan."

A few seconds later, the four were barreling down the road in Eddy's car. None of them were certain of what Eddy's plan was, Edd was even skeptical of it, knowing how all of Eddy's plans had ended up in the past, but they were all resolved to stick beside him, whatever the outcome might be.

They drove to the outskirts of town, where the grocery store was located. Eddy whipped the wheel and parked the car diagonally across the road where Nick would be driving back.

"Ok, everyone get out of the car," Eddy ordered them.

Edd and Ed obeyed, but Dea hesitated. Eddy didn't move from behind the wheel and Dea didn't move from the passenger seat. Eddy turned and stared at her, but she still didn't move.

"Get out of the car," he repeated.

"Aren't you getting out?" she asked him.

"No. He can either stop or hit me."

"Eddy, no! Come on, this is dangerous! Get out!"

"No. I'm not going to stand back and watch him die. I don't want to lose him like this!"

"I don't want to lose you like this!" Dea shouted back at him, "Eddy, come on. Who knows what could happen? Let him hit your car, but please, don't put yourself in this situation."

Eddy was silent. He stared at the steering wheel, feeling sick. He had a choice to make- either remain in the car, so if his brother died he would die too, or he could get out and risk having to wittness his nightmare come true,yet be alive and be with Dea. Dea was slowly winning him over again. He looked up into her pleading eyes and she continued.

"What about me, huh? What will I do if something happens to you? If you really love me, then get out of the car right now."

Eddy didn't give it another thought. He took the keys out of the ignition and climbed out of the car. Dea smiled and sighed a sigh of relief, then followed Eddy to the sidewalk where they joined Ed and Edd.

"Thank you," Dea said. She hugged Eddy gently and he kissed her on the cheek as he held her too. Edd smiled at their exhibit of love toward each other and was thankful that Dea talked Eddy into abandoning his car. He was afraid the stress Eddy had been through lately was making him a little bit crazy.

"Here comes a car!" Ed proclaimed.

Eddy and Dea broke their embrace on eachother and turned to look down the street in the direction Ed was pointing. Sure enough, Nick's car was speeding down the street toward them. Eddy became increasingly tense as the car neared them and Dea put her hand on his shoulder to keep him from running into the street.

"He's not slowing down," Eddy mummbled nervously.

"Doesn't he see the car?" Edd said outloud to no one in particular.

Nick was almost on top of Eddy's parked car when his break lights finally came on. There was a horrilbe screeching that filled the air as Nick's breaks tried to grasp the pavement. It was clear he wasn't going to stop in time and Eddy couldn't watch anymore. He turned his back to the scene and clutched the fabric of Dea's shirt destperately. She held him tightly, wishing she too could look away, but she was too transfixed by the action before her to close her eyes. Edd had his face burried in Ed's shirt and Ed was in the same transfixed state as Dea.

"Tell me when it's over, Ed," Edd said.

After what seemed like an eternity, but was really only a few seconds, the two cars collided. The sound of the metal smashing and crunching and glass breaking was sickening. Eddy clutched the fabric of Dea's shirt tighter, trying not to scream outloud. Dea held him tighter in an attempt to calm his rapid breathing and stop him from panicing, but she kept her eyes on the car wreck.

After Nick's car collieded with Eddy's, it spun out of control and took out a stop sign. The screeching of the tires continued as he tried to bring the car back under control. At last he collided with a light post and the car stopped.

Eddy was shaking, but managed to turn around and look at the wrecked vehicles. His car had been knocked around so it was facing the opposite direction of how he had parked it. The headlights were broken out and the front was smashed up pretty bad, but Nick's car was worse. The front end of Nick's car was almost completely desroyed, smoke rose out of the hood, the passenger side window was broken out, the side was dented in, and one of the air bags had deployed. When Nick didn't immediately get out of the car, another horrible thought crossed Eddy's mind.

"Oh my God. What if it's my fault? What if I killed him?"

A/N: One more chapter after this one. It's mostly finished, but I suck at writing endings sometimes, so I'm still wrapping it up. R&R!