It had happened so suddenly. Kevin had been stable, the doctors weren't sure what had happened. Edd was hurt and completely confounded. What had happened between the time Kevin stabilized and the time his heart stopped beating?

The only answer Edd could give was that he had told Kevin just how he really felt. He had let Kevin know the one thing he needed to know so that he could move on to a better place. Edd had hoped it would give Kevin the strength to come back, but instead it had given him the strength to let go.

The funeral service had been nice, at least as nice as a funeral could be. Edd had sat next to Mr. Barr, and the entire school had shown up for moral support. The other two Ed's had been standing in the back. As much as Eddy had disliked the guy he had shed more than a few tears at the news. He'd deny it if anyone ever asked though, and Ed had been as upset as the day he found out that chicken was actually made from real chickens.

Nazz had been polite and just as nice as always. Sarah had actually been quiet for once and leaned on Jimmy the entire time. He just kept his arm wrapped around her and handed her tissues when she needed them. Rolf had politely refused to speak and instead offered the opportunity to Edd, who he claimed was much better with words.

And so when the time came for him to speak he stood up from the front pew and walked on shaking legs up to the podium. He looked out over the growing crowd of people in a church that was too small. He recognized faces who'd supported Kevin through everything, and faces who'd turned their backs on him. And in seeing all those people, his speech was lost to him. For the first time in his life he didn't stick to his plan.

He took a deep breath and began to speak. "I had prepared a speech, but somehow it doesn't quite seem right anymore. Seeing all of you here, the people who cared about him, it makes my chest hurt. No one in this room could possibly understand just how sorry I am." Tears started to stream down his face, and he choked back a sob. Mr. Barr moved to the edge of his seat. "I feel like I'm the wrong person to be standing up here. It was my fault." He cracked. His walls crumbled.

"I'm so sorry Mr. Barr." His knees gave way and Mr. Barr was there to catch him.

Ed and Eddy had somehow materialized from the back of the room to right there by the front pew. Mr. Barr hugged Edd close and whispered to him. "It was not your fault. You loved him, and he knew that. I know that." And then let Ed and Eddy take him outside.

Mr. Barr stepped up to the podium and began to speak. "My son was on the fast track to being a good man. He was a good friend to those who were deserving of his friendship, and anyone who didn't deserve it didn't get it. The past year or so we didn't really see eye to eye on some things. And I regret that. He loved someone with all his heart and that's more than a lot of people can say. I may not have understood it, but I'm still proud of who he was. Because at least he had the courage to be himself. To stand up for what he loved. To be the kind of man more of us should be."

He wasn't sure of what else to say so he just stopped speaking. The room was silent for a minute before he stepped down from the podium and walked towards the back of the church and out the door. The remaining patrons looked around at each other in confusion. No one was really sure what to do. The preacher who'd been leading the service went back up to the podium and led the group in a prayer before dismissing them.

Outside Ed, Edd, and Eddy sat in Eddie's car while Double D let it all out. He hadn't told them yet what had happened the day of Kevin's accident. When he finished speaking he leaned his head against the headrest and closed his eyes.

Eddy shook his head and placed a hand on Edd's knee. "Look Double D, it's not your fault. You didn't make him get on his bike. You didn't make him break the speed limit. And you didn't throw a curve in front of him and make him wreck. You made a mistake. But you didn't kill him."

Double D laughed a pathetic excuse for a laugh. "But that's just it, Eddy. I don't make mistakes, remember? I'm the smart one, remember? I know everything! I never get things wrong! I'm always right! I don't make mistakes, Eddy! Remember?"

"Double D. You are scaring me!" Ed cried when Double D finished screaming.

Eddy shot Ed a look and then grabbed Double D around the neck and pulled him in for a hug.

"What in the world are you doing?" Edd asked, trying to squirm his way out of Eddy's reach.

"Let it happen, Egghead. Don't fight it. Just feel the hug and let it out. All the anger. All the sadness. You can even hit me if ya want. Just let it out, man." Eddy said, still holding Edd to his chest.

Double D took him up on his offer and hit him in the gut. "Let go of me. I don't need to let it out."

"Double D, you do though." Ed said, petting the smart teens head.

Edd stopped fighting then. He knew it was no use, and he knew his friends were right. He needed to let it out. He needed to get rid of his sadness. He needed to get rid of his guilt. His shoulders went slack and his hands moved up to grasp Eddy's shirt. He buried his face as far into Eddie's chest as he could without smothering himself, and then he started sobbing. Again.

Eddy looked at Ed and ran his hand through Double D's hair. Ed followed Eddy's example and began petting Double D once more. The faint sound of people talking reached their ears and Eddy looked back towards the church. He lifted Double D up and wiped the tears off the boy's face.

"The service is over, we can take you home if you want, or we can stay and have thirty different people offer you twenty different types of macaroni and fried chicken. Your choice." Eddy said.

"I don't want to stay here, but I don't want to go home either." Edd admitted.

"Okay well how about we go hang out at the shops for about thirty minutes while we wait for Ed's boss to open up the store, and then we'll go back to my place. How does that sound?"

"Why don't we just drop me off at your house first?" Edd asked, confusion written all over his face.

Eddy started up the car and put it in gear to get out of the parking lot. "Well for starters I don't want you to be alone. Second, it'll save gas to just go to the shops and then go home. And third, it'll do you good to get out for a little bit."

Double D didn't protest, he simply leaned his head back on the head rest once more and let the tears fall.