AN: Hey Guys I decided I didn't like how I left things for My favorite dog and the story, I felt that it wasn't complete yet so I'm updating it and finishing it right. There will be one more chapter after this wrapping everything up nicely. As always read and review!

–W.P

Aftermath

The clock tower overlooking the sleepy city struck midnight. Bolt's eyes shot open, his breath was labored and his heart was pounding; his most recent nightmare still fresh in his mind. Bolt groggily got to his paws and shook the rain out of his soaked fur.

'Better head home.'

The walk home was univentful and after passing by buildings and a local park he made it to the Forrester's s home, tucked away between apartment buildings and other equally small homes.

Bolt dreaded the coming moments and what it would take for him to get inside. He began barking and scratching at the door, followed by a howl. After minutes of persistence, footsteps could be heard from the other side of the door, the owner of them fidgeting with the deadlock and chain. The door swung open and revealed a displeased, sleepy looking girl, red hair, and pjs with slippers to match. Bolt couldn't bring himself to make eye contact with her, knowing what his dissapearance had done to her already shakey mental state.

Penny looked down at the white dog taking a second to make sure she wasn't dreaming all of this.

"Where have you been?" She scolded

"Do you have any idea what time it is? Or how worried I was?" She ranted hoping for an explanation in return; only getting an almost inaudible whine in return.

Penny shook her head, "Go to bed Bolt, it's way past your bedtime." she said pointed to his bed in the corner of the room. Bolt slowly walked inside and over to his bed, circling it twice, before reluctantly laying down.

'I must really be in trouble.' He thought while trying to get comfortable in his bed, witch was harder for him concidering the fact that he usually slept with Penny in her bed; with the exeption of when he had misbehaved.

Bolt's eyes were heavy and he longed to have a decent sleep for once, a luxury he could only dream about after Mittens' untimely demise. His nights now filled with night terrors and memories of that day making sleep a living hell.

Small taps could be heard creeping closer to the half asleep dog. Bolt opened one eye to see a small hampster starring up at him nervously.

"Uh..Bolt."

"Rhino... not now."

"You need to hear this, You've been going to the cemetary every night since Mit..."

He cut himself off seeing the dog flinch at the mere mention of the cat's name.

"Penny has been worried.."

"You don't think I know that? You don't think I see her face every night when I come home late. I see the fear, the pain in her eyes. Pain that I am causing her."

He growled backing Rhino into a corner.

"But every time I try and stay away the memories come back... they always come back. Everyday is a reminder of how I failed her." He barked becoming more and more delirious, staring down the little hapster, pain bleeding from his eyes.

Rhino was up against the wall with his eyes shut, unable to look at the shell of his former hero, out of both pitty and fear. "Bolt, your not...responcible for this." he squeked out.

"You weren't there Rhino... If I would have just gone with her." Tears now steadily flowing down his cheeks.

"None of this would have happened."

Nothing but silence filled the room, causing Rhino to peak an eye open hesitently. What he saw made him wish he hadn't. Bolt was on the ground sobbing profusely. Swallowing the lump in his throat, he slowly padded over to the broken dog before him and gently patted his shoulder. His touch causing Bolt to recoil further back away from him.

"Just go Rhino ." He said starting to hiccup.

"Bolt..."

"Please...Go" he half heartedly yelled.

Rhino decided there was nothing he could do while Bolt was in this state. He turned around and retreated to his own bed across the room. He looked back at Bolt one last time before he himself tried to get some sleep.

Shedding a tear for both his fallen feline friend, and for his fallen hero that was left behind.