A/N: I don't think I can do this with one part... so, here we go! Whatever, I need something to spice this up that isn't "Cut" or babies.

Just to make it clear for those of you that do not like April/Andy with kids and have been skipping those chapters... oh well! They're gonna happen because I quite liked them and how they turned out in the finale, so when those chapters happen it's an unfortunate side effect of our reader-writer relationship.

Now, today, we've got a strange one that I'm not even 100% sure about. An anon on tumblr came to me with the idea about something in exchange with Andy in the hospital at the end of S2.

So, I'm not even sure what this would be for but now I'm writing it.

Andy looks at her, disappointed, when she says they shouldn't go out. It was an off-the-cuff thing she decided to say and, even at that second, she doesn't know why she said it. Annoyed, more with herself than him, she stalks off back to the Freddy Spaghetti setup and mumbles to herself the whole time. Telling herself that everything will be fine in a few weeks, and that she can get over him easily. He'll be just like that idiot in middle school and April can get over him in a flash.

He's an idiot.

It's a painful thought, but it feels better than thinking about his good qualities. He doesn't have any, she tells herself. If she thinks about how loyal he is to his friends and how he actively goes out of his way to make her smile then it hurts more. He's an asshole she has to tell herself, because otherwise he's Andy and an amazing guy in actuality. She might have said more than half of this - probably all of it - to herself in a fit of annoyance, so it's not surprise that people avoided her. They always avoided her anyways, so this definitely made things worse.

Maybe that's why they didn't notice anything at first.

When she kicks up some dirt and looks at her feet they seem oddly large for her body. Strange, she thinks. Picking up a rake is almost impossible because she looks down at her right hand and, weirdly enough, the first thing that goes through her head is that it's not supposed to be there. It was almost like that wasn't her arm, and that rake should just be in her hand... but not her right one. That one just doesn't belong there.

And she doesn't remember anything after that.

"She just collapsed," a woman's voice, all murky and excitable, pips up. "I was going to ask her to go put out some fliers and then she sat on the ground and wouldn't talk to anyone."

"She hit herself a few times as well," an older man with just as murky and unfamiliar a voice adds. "Slapping mostly. It was bizarre behavior, even for April."

Andy goes to Burly's place, hoping he can just crash a little longer, when it all hits him: she doesn't really like him. Yeah, sure, on the list of things that actually matter in the world this one's kind of low, but April being so obviously not into him these last few days finally takes its toll on Andy. Slumping down on the couch, beer in hand, he stares at the TV and only manages to glance at his phone when it goes off excessively.

But he just ignores the texts and calls because they're from Ann and Leslie and he just wants to be sad for a little while. Then he can go back outdoors and be himself, but for now life sucks and it's okay to be bummed out for a little while. When that dumb little chime sounds for almost an hour straight he finally looks at his phone.

Andy it's really serious just call me back

It makes him scroll back up through the texts, and he keeps seeing something about April and constantly mentioning April and then his brain triggers the connection to that first text. Then he reads that she isn't saying anything but she's awake and seemingly aware. There's confusion apparently, and it seemed to happen just after he talked to her. In a way, Andy feels a little guilty for some dumb inexplicable reason and has to fly out of Burly's house as quickly as he came.

Good thing he doesn't get into much traffic on the way to the hospital because he's barely paying attention to anything other than a beeline there.

She wants to say it. It's right there, and she can feel her brain failing to do its own freaking job and say the word.

"April, what did you have for breakfast?" the doctor asks again, impatiently.

Yogurt. Say it – yogurt.

But she can't and, when the doctor leaves exasperated, April bunches up her left fist and slumps further into the pillow. She wants to tell her what she had for breakfast, and at this point she's getting terrified. Yogurt, she thinks again this time much harder and trying to mouth it out. But it doesn't work because that doesn't make any sense to her anymore - mouthing the word isn't a thing that she can do because it all feels so foreign and lost in her head.

She can't even figure out what to do with her entire right side of her body. It's all numb and funny feeling when something goes through at all, but she can never do so much as flex her fingers and her eye feels even stranger. Her parents are losing their collective minds and she just wants to tell them to calm down and that she's fine. But she can't say anything. Besides, she definitely isn't fine. So they continue to melt down while she struggles to remember how to say a word.

Anything would do at this point. Yogurt. Bowl. It was in a bowl. I put granola in a bowl and had a spoonful of yogurt.

An hour later someone asks her how old she is. Her mother answers immediately for her, but April can't help but to loudly blurt out, "Yogurt!"

Andy almost trips over his own feet when Ann is the one who greets him at the hospital. He just wants to make sure April's okay, and now she's giving him a strange look and his heart's doing too many things at once. His brain, too - Andy's not sure if he should be feeling this way but somehow it's his fault. Maybe she'd be all right if he hadn't said anything? Could people get hurt from being heartbroken or whatever? But that wasn't it, because - clearly - April hated him. Maybe that was it; and maybe it was her total disinterest in him that made April have a whatever attack that put her in the hospital like this.

Ann's saying something but Andy only picks up the parts where she says April's name and her panicked voice.

"Is she okay?" Andy looks over her shoulder at the double doors flinging themselves open when people enter and exit.

"She's fine, mostly," Ann says with a slight smile before dropping it and shrugging. "Honestly, I don't know. She won't talk and her parents have to answer most of the doctor's questions for her. It's been going really slowly after the crash earlier."

"Oh my God, was she there?" Andy almost pushes past Ann but she stops him and chuckles.

"Andy, she wasn't there when it happened. It was almost an hour or two after... whatever happened, happened," Ann looks around and sighs. "Look, I probably shouldn't tell you this-"

"But that means you're going to anyways. Ann, you're awesome," Andy says without a smile, still looking over her shoulder.

Squinting at him, she shakes her head. "They're going in to do a simple check on her right now, and if she fails it we'll know..." Ann looks over her back again, "and we'll know that she's had a stroke."

Andy just looks at her, a little unsure. "I thought that was something old people had?" he asks confused, because he's never heard of someone that young having something that serious sounding. Hell, he was older than her and he'd never had a stroke. "What's that mean?"

"Anyone can have one, Andy, and it's so variable and weird that we won't know until she passes or fails this," Ann shrugs again and taps her clipboard. "Just sit out here and I'll see if you can come in after the check, okay?"

"Thanks so much, Ann," Andy gets out with a half-smile. "She's gonna be okay, right?"

Ann hesitates before putting on that fake little smile again. "Yeah, she's gonna be fine." Ann walks away and Andy falls back into the waiting room chair.

She's definitely lying, but he wants to believe her. He just wants her to be okay, that's all. If she stopped doing whatever it was that was wrong with her and came out saying she still hated him that would be awesome only because she'd be okay. He doesn't even know what's happening to her - she's not talking, but is she acting weird? Is she throwing up? Andy wants to ask Ann all of those questions and more, but she's still gone and he has to sit there tapping his foot and waiting.