For once, Aizawa didn't complain about All Might's driving. He sat silent and still on the front seat. His arms were crossed on his chest as he thought.

The scenery passed them by in flashes of color and sounds. But neither cared, their full focus was elsewhere. Their eyes were focused forward, towards the hospital.

"I don't want the boy to have to go through another funeral yet. He was and is way too young to experience that", All Might sighed, "What if he dies? What will we do then?"

"They didn't say that he was dying. He is in intensive care right now but that doesn't necessarily mean that he'll die. They said that he will most likely make a full recovery", Aizawa mumbled. He watched his reflection from the sideview mirror.

All Might smiled a bit. It ended up looking more like a grimace, "Aren't you supposed to be the pessimistic one here?"

"I'm not. I simply think rationally and don't jump into conclusions so quickly."

"Thank you. I guess."

"You're welcome. Now please, focus on the road. I'd like to visit the man standing on my own two feet. I don't want to end up on the bed next to him."

"Aye, aye."

The familiar doctor was waiting for them at the door when the two came to a halt and parked the car in front of the hospital building's front door.

It was Izuku's doctor. He must've taken this patient then, for obvious reasons. He was a children's doctor but this was a patient he just couldn't hand over to anyone else. He and his nurses would take Hisashi Midoriya and make him well again.

"Good thing that you could come so quickly", he was breathing heavily. He had clearly been running around.

No wonder. The situation must be chaotic inside. He and his nurses alongside a doctor from the prison's hospital had been attending to the older Midoriya until now. The prison wasn't equipped to take care of a situation this caliber so the patient and doctor had had to come here.

"How is Izuku taking this all?" he asked.

The three were walking down a corridor leading to the room the patient was held. The doctor had quickly briefed the two of how the situation was as of now. The patient was out of the woods yes, but he was still unconscious. There had been many injuries, the doctor told, not giving anything specific details. They had had to perform surgery as soon as the patient arrived. It had went well.

"We didn't tell him", All Might admitted, "We will but just not quite yet."

"I understand. With everything else going on maybe that's for the best. You can tell him later when you think he is ready. I can talk to Hayden for you if you need any help with that. You have to tell him though. I'm sure he'll understand. He is a smart kid", the doctor told them. He would've done the same thing as the two in this situation. He understood the two adults' feelings very well.

"He is still unconscious. We've got him on some really strong medicine so it's no wonder. He is not in a coma though, just asleep", the doctor explained, opening the door, "Go ahead. He might wake up soon. I said might. Don't be disappointed if he doesn't. He took quite a beating back there. I'll be right outside if you need anything."

The doctor left the two alone in the room with the patient and his guard. The door behind them closed with a small click. The fluorescent lights above them hummed and one of them flickered a bit.

Aizawa and All Might glanced around the room as they walked further inside. It was a boring white room as always. Nothing new there. A bed, a small table and an assortment of chairs was all the furniture in the room. Then there was the large amount of machinery around the patient, recording almost every detail of the still body. There were two IV bags hung on the stand. One contained a clear liquid, most likely some sort of a saline solution, the other one blood.

There was a steady beeping coming from the heart monitor by the patient's bedside. It was slow, indicating that the man on the bed probably wasn't awake to greet them.

Still it beeped, meaning that whatever had happened, Hisashi was alive. Though he was quiet like death. Only the rise and fall of his chest gave it away that he was actually alive, though not that well like the saying usually goes.

The man's skin nearly matched the sheets. Pale white like fresh snow. Large bruises and cuts mapped the skin. A huge contrast to the skin around them.

Hisashi's left eye was swollen shut. He obviously had a broken leg as it was propped up and wrapped in a cast. He also might've broken at least one of his arms. His right hand was wrapped up in a sling. It could be that his collarbone had broken but the hand visible didn't look good either. The knuckles were bloody.

The biggest hit must've been to the head. It was wrapped up heavily and made the two men cringe. The neck was supported, just in case. It made him look like an American football player. The man's broad shoulders did nothing to help dissolve that image.

"Evening", the guard nodded his head having heard the door opening before.

He was the same man who they had met before. The one with the bubble Quirk. His rather muscular body dwarfed the small plastic chair he was seated on. A thick paperback book sat next to him on the bedside table. It had clearly been a quiet evening.

"Do you know what happened? We've only heard as much as the doctor could tell us and we can see that much ourselves too. He really is beat up", All Might said.

Aizawa dragged two chairs next to the bed for them. Both heroes got seated, waiting for an answer from the guard.

"I don't know if I can tell you, but I feel like I have to since you're taking care of the boy now. Honestly, I didn't see the beginning of it but I think he was asking for it. The prisoners were having lunch in the cafeteria. It's usually quiet, a little badmouthing there and there but nothing else. I've ever only seen one punch in my years I've worked there", the guard explained, "But this was something else, it was like a group had just decided to gang up against him. What I can't believe is that he just let that happen. He didn't do a thing! I saw him say something to them but nothing else. He was their personal punching bag."

Aizawa was looking at the patient, Izuku's father, with a frown, "He fought against you when you went to get him, right?"

"Like a wild animal", All Might nodded. Aizawa was referring to when All Might and the police had gone to the family's house to arrest the man. The arrest that had ended with a charred apartment and an evacuation.

"I remember that too. That's why I thought it was so odd", the guard agreed, "What do you think it is? Is he feeling guilty for what he has done? Do you think he is suicidal? He could've died back there."

"I can't see why he would be. He has shown no signs of regret before this. He has been visiting the prison psychologist, right? Has he talked about that?"

"Can such emotions surface in such a short time?" Aizawa wondered aloud.

All three nodded in unison. It could be possible but just didn't feel right with them. They knew the man as someone who abused their only child, drunk excessively and was a confirmed Villain. He didn't seem the regretting type. Nothing he had done in the past made them believe that.

The trio settled down for what could become a long night. The guard turned his focus back to the book while Aizawa and All Might chatted in a quiet tone.

"I'll call that idiot after we've spoken with the doctor and know a bit more", Aizawa said, checking his phone's battery. It would last. No need for panic.

"Do you think he's doing okay? We will still have a home to return to, right?" All Might had to ask. He knew the hero but wasn't as familiar with him as Aizawa was. Could a loud noise destroy a house wall? All Might had seen someone break a glass by singing before. It shouldn't be that much of a feat to the Voice Hero, whose eccentric personality in itself was enough to break at least Aizawa's nerves.

"He might be stupid but he isn't suicidal", Aizawa mumbled with a hint of a smirk, "They'll be just fine."

"What if something happens to Izuku? He might have a nightmare or-or-"

"Focus on the situation at hand", Aizawa huffed. He might've tried to comfort the man or make him feel better about the situation but he didn't show it at all. His expression was as blank as ever, hints of irritation visible as always.

"Rational, huh? Guess I'll try that too", All Might smiled a bit as he watched the unmoving patient on the bed.

Hisashi had twitched his fingers a bit but other than that there had been no action. The nurses had come and gone, tending to the patient if needed. They mostly just checked the vitals and took notes, fixing a pillow or blanket if they saw it necessary.

"Am I glad to see you two again", it was Izuku's nurse, the one with the glasses and pigtails, "Sorry about what happened. I mean, little Izuku just got released from this place and now this man is in. You haven't told him yet, have you? Of course you haven't."

"No. Izuku is hopefully asleep in his own bed back home", All Might nodded, "We have a friend watching after him."

"Thank goodness", the nurse sighed, "He was just here too. It must've been an hour at most after you left that he came in looking like this. There was so much blood. We had a hard time scrubbing it off. The clothes are already in the trash."

"How many broken bones? Anything serious?" Aizawa asked. He already knew that there were at least two but there could be more.

"The leg's broken. A clean break. Nothing too serious there", the nurse explained, flipping through the notes she had with her, "The collarbone is worse but not too bad. There's bruising on the ribs too."

"The head?"

"That's the worst part. Those guys really knew where to hit. The nose is pretty much shattered. We managed to fix that but it might end up a bit crooked when it heals. The skull hasn't cracked thank god. He does have a nasty concussion. That's why he is unconscious. We had to knock him out for a bit. Let his brain take its time and heal. Don't worry. He'll recover completely. He might even be up tomorrow morning if all goes well."

"Thank you for sharing the information."

"It's nothing. I mean, it's not really my job to tell you all that but since you asked. It could be illegal for all I know. Doc has his hands full with other patients tonight so he probably wouldn't have been able to tell you the details. I know you're anxious. I would be too."

"He won't wake up tonight?" All Might had to ask. He had been prepared to be home before midnight and hug Izuku when the boy woke up.

"I doubt that. The drugs will keep him under for some time", the nurse smiled, apologizing for all the problems she knew that would cause the family, "I can get you pillows and blankets if you'd like. Any coffee?"

"Coffee would be nice", Aizawa nodded, "Black."

"And you didn't drink coffee, right?" the nurse made sure, "You prefer energy drinks too? I could get you something from the vending machine."

All Might shook his head.

"I know right. The machines never have the good stuff in them. Don't worry. I have some in the break room fridge", the nurse winked as she exited to get the coffee and energy drinks.

'This is beginning to sound like a drug deal or something', the officer smiled a bit, flipping a page of his book. He could relate. Vending machine coffee was terrible and if he only could, he would definitely take something else.

"I think I better make that call now", Aizawa mumbled and stood up from the chair he was sitting on. It was a very uncomfortable plastic chair. The raven head knew that if it came down to it, he wouldn't be able to sleep on it.

"I'll come with you", All Might went to stand up too but was stopped by his roommate.

"No. You stay here. You know, just in case", Aizawa mumbled.

All Might knew there was more to the order than that. The way Aizawa didn't look him in the eyes revealed that. He just wanted to talk with Mic alone. All Might would allow him that.

"Sure", All Might nodded, "If Izuku is awake, tell him I said hi."

"He won't be. Izuku's bedtime came and went. He should be all snuggled up by now."

The blond nodded, watching the door close. He and the guard shard a look before focusing back on their own things. All Might had begun skimming through the news on his phone. He could at least try and keep up with the happenings on the hero scene.

All Might bit his lip as he read an article. It seemed that when he was gone from the frontline, Endeavor had stepped into the spotlight. The man really was eager. He took every chance he got. The two had been rivals as long as All Might could remember. All Might had always been first of the two when it came to the popularity polls and social media. It was to be expected that the other hero would do everything he could now that All Might was out. Even if it was for a short while.

Aizawa listened to the phone beep a couple times before a groggy voice picked up, "Hello?"

"Good evening", Aizawa greeted Mic back, "Took you long enough. Something happened?"

"Nothing much. I was asleep you see", Mic yawned loudly. Aizawa could hear the man's back crack a couple of times.

"How is Deku? Is he asleep?"

"Like a log", Mic told, "We had a little accident but it was nothing too serious. Normal trouble with kids."

Aizawa perked. An accident was always an accident, no matter how small. Especially when it was Izuku they were talking about. His past made accidents so much more serious.

"What happened?" Aizawa asked. He had already thought of all the worst possible outcomes during the past coupe seconds the line had been quiet. A fall? A scraped knee or other body part? Hopefully not a broken bone.

"Like I said, an accident. The boy wet the bed. Nothing lethal or even harmful. Of course his pride might've taken a small hit but he'll get over it. We talked about it and changed the sheets together. It's all okay now. The boy feels all better about it too."

"You think it was a nightmare?" Aizawa didn't mention it but he was very grateful to his old classmate. He had handled the situation very well from what he could gather. Better than Aizawa himself and All Might might've handled it. They would've surely panicked at first instead of focusing on comforting the boy like they should've.

"Could be. He didn't seem shaken when I went to see him though. Accidents happen. Sometimes kids just can't help it. He hasn't done this before? It's secondary?"

"Says someone who wet his bed until you entered first grade", Aizawa snickered jokingly though the bedwetting thing was a fact, "No. He has been dry all this time."

"Secondary bedwetting usually tells of something else. An underlying condition", Mic had been reading articles on the subject before bed and gotten sucked in. He was a pro by now. Ask him anything about children and bedwetting and he'll know the answers. Next up a doctorate.

"Alright, doctor. What is your diagnosis?"

"Stress", Mic shrugged, "And his environment has changed a lot during these past few months. Could be either one of those. Moving to a new house is recognized as a trigger to bedwetting."

"True. Can't really argue with that", Aizawa sighed. He knew they were mostly at fault here. Not that they could've moved to the boy's home. It had burned beyond use. They'd have to make sure the situation was resolved instead. He'd talk with the nurse about this later. Maybe she had tips for them.

"I know. Anyway, how are things on that end? Any new information?"

"Not really. We now know the extent of the injuries but not much else."

"Do you know why he did it?"

"No idea. We talked about that but couldn't really come up with a good enough explanation. We'll have to wait to hear it from the man himself."

"Do you think he really wanted to commit suicide? Or was it an accident?"

"Could be either one at this point, really. The guard told us that he didn't fight back at all."

"Sounds odd."

"I know. I've seen him fight like a mad bull before."

Aizawa and Mic talked this and that for about half an hour. Both comforted each other in their own personal styles. Both needed it in this difficult situation.

"He really liked it when I made him octopus weiners for breakfast. You know how to make those, right?" Aizawa asked. They had begun to talk about the boy and what he liked.

"Sure. I know how to cook. No worries", Mic huffed, clearly proud with himself. He trusted in his skills. He lived alone and was often forced to improvise with his meals. Instand noodles could do only for so long.

"Remember to let him watch the morning news. He'll be upset if he misses the morning's hero special."

"He is obsessed. I honestly doubt he still hasn't realized who you two are. He showed me the notebook tonight. It was so detailed! He got every small detail of my hero costume too! He is amazing. You need to get him tested somewhere."

"He has had a meeting with a psychologist already. She will do an IQ test eventually when all the other things are solved."

Mic hummed, "Good."

"We won't be able to come home for tonight", Aizawa finally told him after a deep sigh, "You'll have to stay for the night. Is that a bother to you?"

Mic had already gathered that from everything else Aizawa said before but this only confirmed it.

"Not at all! Anything for a friend, Sho-chan", Mic smiled, "I'll be here as long as you need me to. I'll even cancel a meeting or two if I have to."

"You don't have to. Either of us can come and look after Deku if you have something else planned already."

"No, no! You stay there and I'll look after the boy. You have to sort things out over there. I'll look after the house and Izuku."

"Honestly, I still can't believe that we're friends."

Mic knew that it was Aizawa's way of saying thank you and he took it, "You're welcome darling."

"Call me if anything happens. Anything at all."

"Sure thing. Where's the sugar?"

"Find that yourself. That is not an important thing."

"See ya later."

"Yeah. Night."

Aizawa ended the call, smiling to himself, "That idiot."

Aizawa stepped back into the hospital room. It was just as quiet as when he left it.

The nurse had returned and had the drinks with her. She had gotten All Might the energy drink just as she had promised before. Both were happily drinking theirs while the guard had his cup of coffee.

"How was it?" All Might asked, watching his friend sit down with a long and loud sigh.

"Everything's good. Mic is handling it like a professional", Aizawa took a sip out of his mug. He grimaced. It was already getting cold and was bitter. At least the caffeine was still there. It would help him get through the night. Though he would do just fine. He worked during the night. It was All Might who would struggle with this and Aizawa couldn't wait to see it.

"To the all-nighter", the nurse lifted up her can.

All three others in the room lifted their drinks as well.