sorry for the hiatus. lots of speculation in this chapter so please don't kill me. and i gave mr. estevez a name because yeah... he looks like a franco. and btw, sheen wakes up pretty quick cuz he's a werewolf. it'll be detailed better later
There were a lot of things wrong with Sheen, Franco Estevez knew this very well. His son had always been very hyper, obsessed over Ultra Lord, and was always talking out of his imagination. He had tried to cater to his son's overactive imagination but Franco soon realized that it didn't fizzle out, only fueled it, and so he stopped. He had talked to family about this issue and even went to a parent councilor just to make sure he was doing everything that he could do to make Sheen a better kid.
Everyone told him the same thing and that was that Sheen was hyperactive and most likely ADHD. Franco wanted to ignore it until Sheen came back one day and began to talk about this adventure that he had been on. He was acting as if it had been completely real, going into way too much detail, making insane suggestions of another planet, laboratories and rockets and aliens and he finally had enough. He decided to try and force Sheen to be a normal kid, calm and collected, not off in a fantasy land all the time.
It had been the biggest mistake in Franco's life. He didn't know what they did to Sheen in the institution the first time, but it changed his son drastically and not for the better. Whatever medication he had been on was not good for him and so Franco told him to stop. That was a mistake too, because it just started a snowball effect and so he was forced to send Sheen off time after time just to get something right. This last time was the best of the medications, but he was angry all the time, ready to pick a fight at the slightest lilt of a word… It was all Franco could do to keep up with his son.
This, though, was something else. This was different and confusing. Whatever it was though, he would listen without hesitation. He had lied to himself about what Sheen had talked about… he remembered being on Yolkus and almost being sacrificed to a giant mutant chicken. He believed he was the only one who did remember since when he tried to bring it up in conversation, people looked at him like he was strange. He wanted to forget it, make it be a dream, but Sheen's talk of more aliens just drove him over the edge.
But this time… this time he would listen…
Franco was going to put Sheen in the bed but decided against it. He directed his son to the bathroom instead and almost dropped him.
"I'm sorry, Sheen. I'm taking you to the bathroom to wash you off. You're too dirty to see what's going on…"
Sheen nodded heavily that he understood and tried to get the strength to help his father get him to the shower. Franco turned the shower on and Sheen put his hand out to catch himself before he slipped in the tub. Franco eased Sheen into the tub, holding firmly only his outside arm for support.
"Don't get into too much detail, just wash off the dirt and wherever the wound it, clean it out as best as you can."
Sheen didn't say anything and just did what his father told him to do. He got far enough but he was still losing blood and almost lost consciousness while he was standing up. Franco grabbed him before he fell over and hauled him out of the shower. He grabbed a towel and covered him up, sitting him on the toilet seat.
"Show me where you're hurt."
"Mi brazo…" he said softly, lazily pointing to his arm.
Franco moved the towel and saw the bullet wound. Noticing that there wasn't an exit path, he made a face at the fact that the bullet didn't go through. *What in the world was he doing out there?* he thought when Sheen finally lost consciousness and went limp on his stomach. Franco sighed, brushing his hair through Sheen's wet hair.
"Oh Dios mio… what am I going to do with you?" he said lovingly.
He sighed but began to make preparations.
Sheen opened his eyes and looked around slowly. He saw Franco cleaning his hands and set an instrument down. Sheen swallowed a little, noticing his throat was dry, and looked over at his arm to find it wrapped in gauze and cleaned up.
"Oh, you're awake. I didn't expect you to be awake any time soon."
He turned back to Franco and his dad crossed his arms.
"We need to talk, Sheen."
Sheen turned away. "I don't want to."
"I know we have had very bad days through these years, so I understand why you don't trust me, but I am not like that anymore. What those places have done to you is… beyond repair."
Sheen scoffed. "You have no idea…"
"Then tell me."
"If I do, you'll send me away again." He said softly.
Franco walked over to the bed and made Sheen look at him.
"I give you my word right now that I won't ever send you anywhere else. I made a mistake and it as cost you dearly… Please, let me try."
Sheen worked his jaw for a second and then looked at his arm.
"Did you do this?"
"Of course I did."
"When did you learn to do this?"
"I took some classes while you were gone a couple of times… Sheen…"
"I can't. You'll send me away and that's that. Just… I'm fine. Thanks for helping me out, but I'm fine now."
Franco breathed in a little and began to walk out.
"If you want to tell me, mijo, I will be here to listen. I know that you think I will send you away again but I promise that I won't. I just want to understand and this is way out of line for even you. You got shot, Sheen… I'm just worried about you."
Sheen nodded as Franco left the room.
Cindy and Libby finally got Jimmy on the couch, where he lolled his head to the side and Libby leaned over.
"Man, he's heavy…"
Cindy was already dialing a number into her phone and waited for someone to pick up.
"Hyello."
"Hi, Mr. Neutron, is Mrs. Neutron in?"
"Of course she is; who is this?"
"This is Cindy."
"Oh, hello, Cindy. What did you need to talk to Judy about?"
"I needed to ask her about uh… uh…" Cindy made a gesture for help and Libby pointed at Jimmy. "Uh, rabbits!"
"Rabbits?"
"Yeah, I wanted to know if she's ever killed any and what they would be good in."
Libby made a face at her Cindy shot her middle finger up since she really didn't help.
"Alright, I'll get her."
Cindy could hear him calling for Judy as Jimmy lolled his head again.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Mrs. Neutron, I was wondering if you could come over for a second."
"Hugh said something about rabbits? I've never really-"
"Please, Mrs. Neutron, it's… it's pretty important. Dead rabbits and all…"
"Alright then, I'll be over there shortly."
"Thanks."
She hung up and Cindy sighed, going to Jimmy. He opened his eyes a little and she put her hand on his head.
"You're running a fever… Libby, can you get a cool rag?" She nodded and Cindy smiled at him. "I called your mom and she'll be on her way."
"Hospital… I have to get to the hospital…"
"We can't, Jimmy. You're… uh… you're pregnant. If we take you to the hospital they might do horrible things to you."
"I think he might just be mumbling that. He doesn't seem that coherent." Libby said, coming back into the living room.
Cindy put the cool rag on his head when Jimmy suddenly wrenched back and punched her square in the face. Cindy yelped in surprise and anger as Jimmy began to throw his arms around in every direction.
"No! Don't touch me! Don't hurt my child!" he yelled, punching air.
Cindy grabbed his arms and put them to his sides but he began to kick instead, trying to buck her off of him.
"No! I haven't done anything to you! Why am I here?! What do you want with me?!"
"Jimmy! Calm down! It's just me. Cindy! It's just Cindy! Open your eyes for a second!"
"No!"
Cindy didn't really know what to do to convince him and so she leaned down and kissed him. He stopped thrashing and went rigid for a second. She finished kissing him and Jimmy didn't do anything.
"Jimmy, can you hear me? It's me, Cindy. You have a concussion, I know, but we can't take you to the hospital. You're at my house and you're safe."
Jimmy opened his eyes a little and looked at Cindy for a second. She smiled at him and let go of his arms so she could stroke his cheek.
"See? It's just me, Nerdtron."
Seeming satisfied, his tired body finally gave way when there was a knock at the door. Libby went to get it and saw that it was Judy.
"I'm not sure what all this is about, but I'm-"
Cindy turned to Judy and she dropped her purse as she put her hands over her mouth.
"I know what this may seem like, Mrs. Neutron, but we have to-"
"I knew something was wrong…" Judy said softly. "I just couldn't put my finger on it… I… My son…" she said, walking over to him quickly.
Upon seeing his gravid stomach, she reached out and touched the dome, immediately receiving a kick. Jimmy's head was in a funny position since he passed out but it was her son, her James Isaac Neutron.
"Oh, my Jimmy… Where did you find him?"
"He was on my lawn outside with Sheen. I don't know where they were, but wherever it was, they treated them like crap."
"Plus, it looks like he was shackled to something, his ankle has metal burn marks as well as his wrists." Libby noted.
"Who would do such a thing? What has Jimmy done?"
"Nothing, ma'am… We don't really know. For right now, he has a concussion and we can't even take him to the doctor."
Judy thought for a second when Libby looked up.
"Hey, Cindy, what about Timmy?"
"Timmy? Timmy's not a doctor."
"No, but maybe he could do something."
"Even if he could, we'd never be able to get him into our dimension without going into Jimmy's lab. If the Fake Jimmy is still at the house, then I can't just sneak in there and activate a wormhole of sorts without being detected."
"Not that... I mean, he gave us that remote thing so… maybe he could help Jimmy with the concussion so we can figure out what's going on."
Cindy made a face and then realized she was bruised from Jimmy's punch and hissed. She got up and headed to the kitchen.
"I'll call him and see what I can do. I need some ice…"
She headed to the kitchen.
When she got to the kitchen, Cindy pulled out a baggy, putting ice in it and then dialed Timmy's number.
"Your voice gracing my phone twice is quite rare…" Timmy said when he answered the phone.
"Sorry… I… I have a dilemma."
"Are you safe?" he asked, seeming very concerned.
"Oh, yeah, I'm fine it's just… It's Jimmy."
"Did what I sent you work?"
"Yeah, perfectly… too perfectly. I had been right about my theory."
"I see. So Jimmy is somewhere else?"
"Oh, I found the real Jimmy. He's at my house now but someone hurt him and now he has a bad concussion. We can't take him to the hospital because… well… uh…"
"He's pregnant?"
"How did you know?"
"He had asked about it before. So what are you wanting me to do?"
"Is there a way to make his concussion go away or something? I mean, it's pretty bad and whoever the other Jimmy is doesn't need to know that the real Jimmy is here, so if I take him to the hospital, he will be poked and prodded and the imposter will know where to find him and kidnap him again. And this doesn't bother you?"
"First, my… computer programs reproduced via male, so it's not anything different. Second, I can ask Cosmo and Wanda but they may not be able to do anything. Hold on a second."
There was a silence for a bit and then he got back on the phone.
"They said they would need to see him."
"I can't open up a wormhole, Timmy. The imposter is at the house."
"Don't worry about it. Just open the front door in five minutes."
Cindy made a face. "What?"
The line was dead and she turned her phone off. There was a knock at the door and Cindy walked out, saying she would get it. She opened the door and gasped.
"Timmy!"
"Cindy… Wow, you look even better in person. What happened to your eye?"
"Jimmy went into a small hysteric attack and punched me in the face."
They stared at each other for a second, taking in the changes the years had brought to them. Timmy had already liked Cindy from childhood but seeing her as a practical adult was alluring. He had to keep his mind on Tootie… Cindy couldn't believe how much Timmy had grown. Sure she had seen his face in Jimmy's lab but seeing him now, in the flesh, was different. He was at least five inches taller than her, still wore that god awful hat (but backwards) and seemed to have started working on his physique. Plus, he must have gotten that overbite fixed because his teeth were perfection.
"May I come in?" he asked with a smirk.
"Oh, yeah, of course!" she said, shaking her head and opening he door wider.
Timmy walked in and Libby looked up. Upon seeing Timmy, she leaned over to look at Cindy. Cindy fanned herself with her hand to indicate Timmy's attraction and Libby rolled her eyes.
"Hi, I'm Timmy Turner, one of Jimmy's friends." He said to Judy.
"I think we've met before but nice to meet you again. Why are you here exactly?"
"You need my services. Cosmo, Wanda, do your thing."
the showing of timmy turner. hopefully he can fix it and then we can go about our merry ways.
and for anyone who missed it, 'the rabbit died' is slang for being pregnant (dunno why) but that's why cindy kept saying dead rabbits