My apologies for being gone about two weeks without updating, I've been getting some stuff set up recently such as school related things as well as Tumblr. (My Tumblr user is on my profile if you're interested in checking it out!) Also, I know this chapter name is a bit strange. But there's a good reason for it!

If you are reading this, you might want to go back and make sure you read the last chapter. I posted the last one a few days after I had posted The Curse chapter. Not to mention I did some rearrangements on earlier chapters. Just a heads up that you should check to be sure, as I wouldn't want to confuse anyone on what's going on here.

For anyone wondering about the whole thing about Ford going unconscious for an entire month in his "Dream", don't worry, I haven't forgotten. I know it's been pushed aside for a long time, and I'll be writing a wrap on it in the mere future.

I've noticed that Wendy hasn't had many appearances in this fic, well other than her nearly getting Ford busted about the little situation back in the christmas chapter. (; So, Wendy will have an appearance in this chapter. She doesn't know that Bill is back at the shack, nor a human in genral.

Here's chapter 37 of "Welcome Home"!

The next day was a rather typical one, save Soos not arriving for work as Stan had instructed. Bill was in charge of taking the handyman's spot for the day to his distaste. The demon had attempted to reel Stan in to forgetting that Bill had a job at the shack in the first place. Unfortunately Bill's plan to get Stan to forget only reminded the man, hence the result of Bill sitting behind the gift shop counter with an unamused look on his face.

Wendy walked into the gift shop with a sack lunch in her hand. When the bell by the shack's door rang, Stan turned around with an annoyed -yet not surprised- look on his face. He adjusted his usual red work tie and folded his arms whilst looking at the teenager.

"You're 15 minutes late." Stan grumbled.

"Yeah, sorry about that, Mr. Pines." Wendy said, scratching the back of her neck awkwardly and setting her sack lunch beside the cash register. "My dad needed some help with the wood some bird must have dropped on our house." She said with a casual shrug.

"A bird?" Stan repeated, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah," Wendy confirmed. "I wouldn't bother questioning it." She advised.

Stan was about to respond until he noticed Bill spacing out as he leaned on the counter.

"Hey, Blondie!" Stan began, taking his 8-ball cane and tapping it against the counter. Bill flinched and looked at the man. "No sleepin' on the job." Stan commanded.

Bill yawned and nodded slowly, looking over at the vending machine.

Wendy looked at the fellow employee in concern. "You okay there, man?" She asked.

"Yeah," Bill said with a nod of his head, looking down at the counter and folding his hands with a sigh. "Couldn't sleep last night."

"It shows." Wendy said. She grabbed a magazine from off a shelf and sat down in the chair, leaning back as she began to read the magazine. The man's voice sounded a bit familiar, however she couldn't seem to shake where she had heard it from.

Out of nowhere, Mabel ran into the gift shop, rushing up to Stan and tugging on his arm to get his attention.

"Grunkle Stan, Grunkle Stan!" Mabel exclaimed with a hint of worry.

Stan looked down and put his hands on his hips. "What is it, pumpkin?" He asked.

"Soos just called," Mabel informed. Wendy and Bill looked over at the girl at the mention of the name. "He said that he's coming here now!"

"What?" Stan exclaimed wirh his eyes wide. "What does that knucklehead need to do here? I told him to stay home!"

"I don't know," Mabel admitted, just as confused. "But whatever his reason is, it seemed important."

Stan rolled his eyes. "If he's comin' here thinkin' he's gonna work, I'm kickin' him out." He said, pointing towards the door with a shake of his head.

Wendy set her magazine down on the counter. "Oh yeah, you never told me why he's not coming to work." She said. Wendy figured that she should get an answer to the question now that she was covering part of Soos' job without extra pay.

"Uh.. He's takin' care of his kid." Stan informed. "Daddy issues, am I right?" He asked.

Wendy covered her mouth and Bill bit his lip as the two tried to keep themselves from laughing. They couldn't last a total of three seconds before the two began bursting out laughing. Mabel couldn't help but giggle.

"What?" Stan asked in confusion. "What did I say?" He questioned, putting his hands on his hips and looking at his employees.

Wendy snickered and shook her head as she looked over at her boss. "I don't think you should... Say stuff like... That." She said, trying to hold back her laugh as she attempted to speak. Bill slammed a fist down on the counter and squinted his eyes shut, his laugh filling the room.

Wendy stopped laughing when she heard the man beside her. That laugh... She thought. It's more than familiar.

Mabel looked over at Bill and smiled. "Calm down, Bill!" She said, walking over to him and patting him on the head.

"...Bill?" Wendy questioned aloud. She recalled Stan bringing up the same name a couple months ago, and she remembered the haircut as the same man she had seen with Ford on Christmas. The three in the room all looked at her as she spoke her confusion. Bill made the mistake of looking into the teenager's eyes.

Wendy looked at Bill and gasped in horror at the sight of him looking back at her. She saw the man's eyes looking back at her and exclaimed in alarm, grabbing her magazine and rolling it up into her hands as if to use it as a weapon. She put her spare hand out in front of her in alarm.

"Y-Y-You!" Wendy stuttered, her eyes wide. How hadn't she noticed earlier?

Bill gave an awkward chuckle and scratched the back of his neck. "Surprised to see me, Red?" He asked with a sly smile.

Wendy tossed the magazine at the demon, causing Bill to chuckle at the pain. She wore an even larger look of horror when the man merely chuckled.

"Y-You're insane!" Wendy exclaimed with a glare. "Who do you think you are coming to work here all casually?" She asked, folding her arms and glaring.

Stan sighed. "Calm down, Wendy. I hired him." He said.

"Why?" Wendy asked in complete confusion. "Why would you ever-"

"Hey, if my brother's keepin' the demon here, of course I'm gonna make him work." Stan said, folding his arms. Wendy kept a cold glare on Bill.

Mabel walked over behind the counter, putting her hands out between the two employees. "Wendy, it's okay! Bill's family now." She assured.

"I wouldn't say family." Bill retorted, putting his index finger up at the remark.

"That's kinda pushin' it, sweetie." Stan said, shaking his head in disapproval.

Everyone in the gift shop looked at the front door to see Soos slam the door open, Brock wrapped neatly in a blue blanket in one arm as he held the door open against the wall with the other. Soos stood there gasping for air as if he had just completed a mile run.

Stan looked at the handyman. "Soos, what're ya' doing here?" He asked.

Soos took a moment to catch his breath. Everyone was confused as to why he was breathing so dramatically when it was clear that his truck has been parked outside the gift shop.

"S-Sorry Mr. Pines," Soos began. " I just remembered... That Wendy hasn't... Met Brock yet." He said, trying to slow his breathing.

"You came here just to show off your kid?" Stan asked, unamused. "We're gonna have customers comin' in at any second!"

Soos looked behind him to check the perimeter outside by the parking lot. There wasn't a sound outside save the distant call of a bird in the distance. He looked around to see absolutely no one in sight. Not a single car, person, or penny. The parking lot was empty as could be. Soos watched as a desert tumbleweed drifted across the excuse of a lawn.

Soos turned back around and gave a look of skepticism towards his boss.

Wendy walked over to the child and have a small smile. "Aw man, that's the cutest kid I've ever seen!" She cooed.

"Careful Red," Bill began as Wendy took Brock, holding him in her arms, "With all that anger you've got, you might accidentally drop the kid before coming to punch me in the face." He said with an eye roll.

"Oh, I'll be punching more than your face." Wendy vowed with a glare.

"Woah-ho-hoa!" Stan exclaimed with his hands on his hips, a grin plastered along his face. "I'd like to see that go down!" He commented.

Mabel put her hands in her hair in frustration. "Guys, guys, cut it out!" She began, looking back and fourth from Bill to Wendy. "Violence is never the answer!" She said.

"Tell me you're joking, Mabel," Wendy began, handing Brock back to Soos before making fists by her sides. "Do you have any idea what he did to this town? have you forgotten?" She asked.

Mabel shook her head at the question. "I haven't forgotten, just moved on." She said, her arms folded.

Wendy scoffed. "Seriously Mr. Pines, I don't see how your nerdy brother could honestly love that guy." she said, saying 'that guy' as if it were a disease.

Quite strange actually. Bill thought to himself. He shook the thought out of his head and glared at the teen.

Stan rolled his eyes. "What are ya' talkin' about? Ford don't love 'im. Not possible." He said, shaking his head with his arms folded.

Bill just laughed. "Where do you get this stuff, Red?" He asked with a sarcastic eye roll.

"Yeah," Stan continued, "And even if Ford really did like that idiot, I'd be first to give him a piece of my mind." He said, making a fist and punching it into his other hand with a glare.

"Grunkle Stan.." Mabel said in a serious tone, folding her arms.

Stan looked down at his niece and scoffed. "Oh, but it's all fine when my brother punches me?" He asked, folding his arms and looking away with a huff.

Everyone in the room turned to look at the vending machine as its secret door opened. Ford emerged from the laboratory and gave a quick morning greeting to those in the gift shop. He looked over at the gift shop door to see Soos standing in front of it, Brock resting in his arms. He grew confused at seeing the handyman in the shack. Bill looked over at the man and wondered if Fiddleford had erased his memory or not. He had told Fiddleford that it wasn't the best idea, however McGucket had seemed as if it was something he needed to do. Bill watched Ford carefully in attempt to sense a change of behavior.

"I'll take this." Stan said, walking over to Soos and grabbing his child. Soos gasped at the loss of his son and put a hand out as Stan held Brock close to him.

"Mr. Pines, what are you doing?" Soos asked, slight fear noticeable in his voice.

"Calm down, Soos," Stanley ordered. "I'm just gonna' go watch TV with the kid. I wanna be there for the baby's first viewing of a wrestling program." He said with a large grin.

Soos was quite skeptical of the plans Stan had planned out with his child, however he trusted his boss. Soos knew that Stan wouldn't do anything to harm Brock, though he had still felt a jolt of concern when Stan walked off with the child.

Ford watched his brother grinning at the child as he walked into the living room and sighed, shaking his head. He wasn't too fond of his brothers' idea, and it seemed that Soos wasn't too thrilled with it either. Luckily the child was too young to understand all that would be going on in the program. He looked back over at the father in the room.

"Soos," Ford greeted, adjusting his glasses and offering the younger man a smile. "I wasn't expecting to see you here today, is something wrong?" He asked.

Soos shook his head at the question, though he wasn't too sure himself. "I just stopped by figuring Wendy could see Brock." He answered. Soos looked away with a sigh that he tried to hide by chuckling. "And... To take some time away from Abuelita's house." He continued in more of a mutter.

Wendy tilted her head in confusion and placed a hand atop the man's shoulder. "Aw man, did something happen?" She asked.

Soos shook his head at the question. "No, well- sorta. It's uh... It's complicated." He said, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck.

"What happened?" Mabel asked in concern.

Soos shrugged before answering the girl's question. "Abuelita told me the hospital called wondering where I had gone and why I had left a couple days ago without signing out. Of course she had some questions about the whole thing too, but I-I couldn't tell her what happened. I can't." He said with a sigh. "It would break her heart."

Bill frowned at the information. Ford looked over at Bill and shot him him a glare. Bill was taken aback by the glare, but he wasn't surprised. He knew that he deserved it. Still, the look given made his heart sting. Bill folded his arms and looked away, giving an inaudible sigh. I guess that answers one question. Bill thought to himself.

Ford looked back at Soos and put his hands behind his back. "Did you ever consider bringing the situation up with Melody?" He asked. His eyes widened as he was quick to remember that the woman he had mentioned was no longer alive.

A wave of guilt passed by Ford when he saw a frown on Soos' face become more apparent. He put one hand on his heart and put the other out in front of him. "O-oh, I'm... I'm so sorry." Ford said, biting his lip and feeling the strong urge inside to kick himself for asking auch a senseless question.

"Well, you're just as bad as me now." Bill spoke aloud, rolling his eyes.

Ford and Wendy glared at the man. "Shut it!" They both exclaimed in unison with cold glares. Wendy clenched her fists and fought her desperate need to kick the demon in a rather specific area.

"Excuse me, but am I wrong?" Bill asked, putting his hands on his hips and narrowing his yellow eyes at the two who looked back at him with looks of disgust.

"Yeah, you are!" Wendy shot back. "Weirdmageddon is way worse than his unintentional slip up, man!" She said, folding her arms and muttering, "If I can even call you that."

"Oh, oh! You're comparing this to Weirdmageddon?" Bill asked, laughing and shaking his head. "Sorry Red, but that's old news!" He stated. "Do you even know what's going on here?" He asked.

"Do I have to?" Wendy shot back with a sneer, putting her hands on her hips.

Bill opened his mouth to respond to the sharp answer, however he couldn't find the right words. He just scoffed in response before shutting his mouth.

Mabel groaned. "Why does everything lead to an argument?" She asked, face palming and squinting her eyes.

From the living room, they could hear the muffled cry of Stan yelling "Yes! Yes! Put im' in a headlock!" He exclaimed. A giggle from Brock could be heard directly after. Soos grew concerned for his son's future sanity.

Soos adjusted his hat. "Mabel's right, dawgs." He said. Everyone in the room turned to look at the handyman. "It doesn't matter." He said in more of a mutter.

"Come on, Soos," Wendy said, walking back over towards the man. "Don't worry too much. You'll make it with raising Brock on your own." She assured. "And if you don't, we've got your back." She said.

"Thanks Wendy," Soos began, "But I wasn't too sure how good of a parent I would be even when Melody was around. Man, I wish she could be here." He said with a sigh before continuing. "Now Brock's in need of a good parent, Abuelita is wanting answers on what happened the other day, and Melody isn't here anymore." He said with a sigh, tipping his hat down partly and closing his eyes, fighting the urge to cry.

Bill opened his mouth to say something, then shut it. He extended an arm, the retracted it. He bit his lip and looked at the handyman. Bill looked down under the gift shop counter where he had placed the amulet. He grabbed the magical object and placed it in his hand, bringing it back up to the counter and sighing.

Bill looked at the handyman, speaking hesitantly. "There might be a way I can help." He said.

Soos looked up. "W-What?" He asked, both confusion and fear showing in his eyes.

Bill looked down at the amulet and gently clenched it in his hand before looking back at the handyman. "You said you, uh... Wanted Melody back, right?" He asked, tilting his head.

Soos nodded slowly at the question. Bill hummed and put his spare hand on his hip. "That might be possible." He revealed.

Soos gasped at the sudden information. "Really?" He asked the man.

Ford, however, wasn't convinced that the demon had good intentions. "What kind of sick game are you playing at, Bill?" He asked with narrowed eyes.

"Relax, Sixer." Bill commanded with an eye roll. "This isn't a joke, it's not some game. There really is a chance Melody could return." He said with a confirming nod of his head.

"How... How is that possible? Can you really do that?" Soos asked. He was surprised, however he was convinced that Bill was telling the truth.

Bill nodded his head. "Oh, it's possible. If I can just-" He began, but stopped when Ford slammed a fist on the counter with a glare.

"Absolutely not." Ford bellowed.

"Mr. Pines!" Soos blurted out with wide eyes. It felt a bit strange to call Ford by 'Mr. Pines' however it was still suitable, as it was his name as well as Stan's.

Bill rolled his eyes. "What?" He asked Ford in clear annoyance.

"Do you honestly believe this strange sudden act of kindness could be trusted?" Ford asked. "Recently you've shown nothing but recklessness. If you think anyone would go along with whatever plan you have in store, well, I dare say you're a fool."

Wendy looked at Bill, then at Soos. "You know, Soos, I'm gonna side with Fordster on this one. Bill could totally be lying to you, man." She said, putting her hands on her hips.

"But... But what if he's not?" Soos asked in a hopeful manner. "Maybe he's actually trying to help." He said with a shrug.

Wendy groaned and face palmed at the answer given, her hand sliding down her face before speaking."Soos, it's Bill. Why would he ever want to help?" She asked.

Soos shrugged at the question asked. "What do I have to lose?" He asked. "Stan has Brock. Mr. Pines might not admit it, but he'll protect Brock with like, his life, dude." He said. "And if there 's even a chance I could get Melody back, well, I'm gonna take it." He stated, walking over to the gift shop counter and standing beside Ford.

"Whatever it is, I'll do it." Soos said, extending an arm out for a handshake. Bill was taken aback by the motion of the man proposing a hand shake, however he brought his spare hand over towards the other man.

Wendy gasped. "Soos, don't shake his hand!" She warned.

Soos stopped and looked behind him in confusion. He raised an eyebrow. "Why not?" He asked.

"I agree," Ford said with a nod of his head. "Bill has a record with hand shakes." Ford stated, folding his arms and narrowing his eyes in Bill's direction.

"Hey!" Bill exclaimed, giving a glare to Ford. "Those are past things!" He asked, putting his hands on his hips. "What happened to keeping the past in the past, Mr. Clean-Slate?" He asked.

"I'm well aware that it was in the past," Ford began. "I'm merely giving a warning." He said, putting his hands behind his back.

Bill narrowed his eyes at the statement. He knew that he wasn't worthy of being shown too much kindness, though he was beginning to think Ford's reasoning for being this cold was getting a bit out of hand. He would need some way to win Ford over, but how?

I wonder if Shooting Star has any experience with cooking. Bill thought to himself. Maybe she could give me some pointers. I'm sure she'd be happy to do something cool. Baking's cool, right?

Maybe not. Bill retorted. But that's not really my concern. What if I mess up? What if I do something wrong? Even worse- what if Ford just points out my mistakes? Man, that would sting.

"Uh... You okay there, dawg?" Soos asked. "You look like you're pondering the secrets of the universe." He said with a chuckle.

Bill looked at the handyman and sighed before looking away. "You have no idea." He muttered. Ford raised an eyebrow at the rather strange response, though it wasn't too strange being that it had come from Bill.

Bill looked at the clock on the wall and looked back at Soos. "So," He began, "Do you know where the body is?" He asked.

Soos tilted his head in confusion. "The what?" He asked.

Bill just rolled his eyes. "The body, dummy! Melody's corpse?" He asked.

"Oh! That body." Soos said with an awkward chuckle.

Wendy raised an eyebrow at the strange response. "Uhh... Are you saying you've been dealing with other dead bodies?" She asked.

Soos looked at Wendy, then drew his eyes over to the 'Employee Only' door. "It's better not to question any of the plans Mr. Pines gets." He responded with a shiver.

Ford gave a look of horror. Why in the world would Stanley have a dead body? Ford asked himself. He opted to ask Stan about it later. He wouldn't want the police showing up and charging either himself or his brother for murder. Now that he thought about it, surely it had been more than murder.

"Just a tip," Soos began. "If you're at the Mystery Shack, don't be too picky with the merchandise." He advised. The others in the shack all nodded in unison. Even Bill was surprised- He wasn't sure if he should be afraid of the elderly hack or impressed. Likely a mix of both was reasonable.

"Anyway," Bill began with a tone of unease, "Where did they put Melody's body?" He asked.

"I think it's still at the hospital, dawg." Soos responded.

Bill groaned. He didn't want to go back to that hospital, as he was likely still being hunted down by the security guards. Regardless of what may happen on his behalf, he nodded at Soos. "Then that's where we're going." He said with a confirming nod of his head.

"Can I come?" Wendy asked, suddenly interested. "I might hate you with every hair on my head, but if this has something to with literally bringing someone back from the dead, I want in!" She said, pumping her fist in the air.

Bill grinned and nodded with his hands on his hips. "Sure thing, Red! Just try not to slice my head off with an axe!" He said as if he had just told a joke. With that, Soos, Wendy, Bill and Ford headed out of the gift shop. Bill was confused when the scientist followed, however he opted not to question.

Soos tilted his head. "Uhh... Wendy, you should probably tell Stan before skipping out on work." He advised.

"Nah, Mr. Pines is busy with watching tv. He won't even notice I'm gone." Wendy retorted with a shake of her head. She looked over at Ford. "You're not gonna snitch on us, are you Ford?" She asked.

Said man shook his head at the question he had been asked. He folded his arms. "I'm not exactly the 'tattle-type'." Ford assured. "Besides, it's probably best if I come along anyway." He added.

Bill groaned. "Why?" He asked.

"Is there really need to explain?" Ford responded.

Bill rolled his eyes at the response. "We don't need a chaperone. But it's kind of you to offer." He said with a fake smile as he walked off with Soos and Wendy. Ford walked over and grabbed Bill's wrist, turning the blonde around to face him.

Bill looked into the brown eyes staring back at him. Ford met him with a glare, whereas Bill wore a neutral look.

"I'm serious, Cipher," Ford hissed. "I'm not taking any chances. Who knows what reckless act you might try to pull." He said.

Bill tried to break his wrist free from Ford's grasp. Ford retracted his hand and adjusted his glasses. Bill just folded his arms.

"What happened to you?" Bill asked suddenly with a firm look on his face that was demanding -no- begging for an answer from the other man.

Ford was taken aback by the question. "I don't know what you're talking about." He stated.

"Yes you do," Bill said with a glare. "You know exactly what I'm talking about." He said.

Bill turned his head around when he heard Soos call out to him, the handyman poking his head out of his truck window. "Hey, you dudes coming?" Soos asked.

"In a minute, Question mark." Bill responded. Soos nodded and buckled his seat belt. Bill turned his head back to look at Ford once again. "I just don't get it." He said.

"How could you not understand that what you did was completely-" Ford began, but ws stopped when Bill inturrupted him.

"That's not what I mean," Bill said, putting his hands on his hips. "You've never acted like this, never! Not even when I first arrived here. I know you're always sorta strict with everyone, but this is obsurd, Stanford!" Bill said with a frown. "It's like you don't even care!"

"Give me a reason why I should." Ford coldly responded, putting his hands behind his back.

Bill's eyes widened at the response. He parted his lips and gasped, scoffing in complete disbelief. He shook his head, taking his hands and shoving Ford backwards before storming away. Ford stumbled slightly at the shove, but kept his stance and guard high.

Bill walked over to Soos' truck and took the passenger seat. Wendy was in the back, with Soos in the drivers seat.

"Is Ford coming with?" Soos asked, turning to look at the man whom had just entered the vehicle.

Bill shook his head at the question. "Nah, he wants to stay with Fiddlesticks." He lied. Soos just nodded and started up the car.

Ford gasped as the truck began moving without him. He glared and ran up to the back of the truck, gripping the back of the vehicle and pulling himself up from off the ground. He leaped forward and swiftly landed on the back of the truck, making very little noise as he did so. He stayed down on one knee as the truck moved, leaving the shack. Ford sighed in relief at his timing. Had he waited no more than two seconds, he would have been left behind by the truck.

Ford thought for a moment about what Fiddleford had told him the day before about not being so hard on Bill. He knew where Fiddleford was coming from, and he did make a good point, but he couldn't see being exactly friendly to the demon on the checklist. He would need time.

"What's the plan, dawg?" Soos asked Bill, keeping his eyes on the road in front of him as he drove.

Bill took hold of the amulet he had carefully kept in his jean pocket, and looked down at it. He looked back at the handyman with a shrug. "Well," Bill began, "That all depends on how easy getting this body is going to be. And I'm not convinced that it'll be a piece of cake." He said.

"Man, cake actually sounds really good right now." Soos said. "Well, not right now, but later it would be great." He said with an awkward chuckle.

Bill just nodded. "I know what ya' mean, Question Mark." He assured. He looked put the window for a moment before looking back over at the handyman. "Hey, uh.." He began to mutter, suddenly having second thoughts about asking such a random question.

"What is it, dawg?" Soos asked, taking a quick glance at the demon before looking back at the road.

Bill scratched the back of his neck and looked put the windshield window before speaking. "Which, uh... Which is better? Cake or cookies?" He asked, looking down at his lap after asking the silly question.

"Aw dude, that's a tough choice. Is it for something specific, or just an out of context snack?" Soos asked.

"They're for someone else," Bill began. "Kinda like making them for someone you care about." He muttered, hiding his face as he spoke the last words.

Soos hummed. "Well, cake is nice. But in that situation, I'd probably go with the cookies. You can never go wrong with cookies!" He said with a smile.

"Fair enough," Bill said with a shrug. He turned to look behind him. "Red?" He asked, hoping for the teenagers' opinion as well.

Wendy just shrugged. "I'm with Soos on that one. Cookies are the way to go." She said with a confirming nod of her head. She folded her arms. "Why?" She asked, a bit suspicious. What was the point of asking such a strange question?

"No reason." Bill said with a dismissive wave. Wendy was skeptical, but decided not to push further on the question.

A few minutes later, the group arrived at the hospital. Wendy and Soos got out of the car, yet Bill opted to stay inside the vehicle. He had no intentions of going back into the hospital. Soos questioned the odd behavior.

"You okay, dawg?" Soos asked.

Bill gave the man a look of unease. "I think it would be better if I stayed in the truck," He began. "I don't need another mob of security guards bolting down the hallways in a pathetic attempt to turn me in to the police." He said.

Soos raised an eyebrow for a moment until remembering that Bill had tried to remain undercover in the demon's time of playing the role of a man at the front desk a couple days ago. Soos just nodded. "We'll be back before you know it, dude!" He told Bill before shutting the truck door, locking it afterwards to ensure the man's safety.

Ford ducked down when the handyman shut his car door. He watched as Soos as well as Wendy walked over towards the hospital entrance.

Moments after Soos stepped foot into the hospital, the very nurse whom had been in the same hospital room as Soos throughout the day's tragic situation was seen storming down the hall towards him.

"Mr. Ramirez, where have you been?" The nurse asked, her dark brown curls bouncing as she stopped beside the man.

Soos' eyes widened at the sight of the woman. "U-Uh..." He blurted out. The nurse folded her arms, tapping her foot impatiently. "I left to find my son, remember?" He 'reminded'.

"I assume you live with your grandmother, correct?" The nurse asked. Soos nodded, and the woman continued. "She told me over the phone yesterday that Brock was safe and sound at home with you." She said with narrowed eyes.

Soos chuckled in a rather fearful manner. He looked at the nurse hesitantly. "Y-Yeah, I...uh, I found him." He said with a suspicious smile. The nurse caught this and scoffed.

"Sir, I understand the want to avoid responsibilities, but there are some things you cannot simply avoid." The woman said. She waved a hand behind her. "Please follow me." She beckoned.

Wendy was skeptical and Soos gave a look of concern as the three walked down the hall. "Wh-Where are we going?" He asked.

"To the hospital room Melody had given birth." The nurse responded. "Custody reasons of her corpse must be taken care of." She said, running a hand through her curls as she walked, her high heels making a sound each time they hit the marble flooring.

Soos gave a sigh of relief at the news. Apparently this would be much easier than he had originally thought. The three traveled down the hospital hallway, passing by a couple hospital rooms before reaching the correct room. Wendy walked in after the nurse, Soos lagging behind slightly. He felt a bit of hesitance to enter the room in which he had left on a frantic and saddened note the last time he had left the room. He hoped that he would be able to get Melody as soon as possible.

Melody lay on a gurney with a sheet covered atop her body. There was a label above the gurney with her name written on it. The three walked over to the seat and surrounded the dead body. Soos stood close beside his dead girlfriend, carefully placing a hand atop the tip of the sheet and lifting it up slightly to see her face. Soos bit his lip at the sight; Melody looked surprisingly calm. Soos sighed and gave a sad smile, pushing a small hair away from his girlfriends' face.

"Excuse me, sir," The nurse interrupted. Soos looked over as the woman continued, "Please leave the corpse alone." She asked. Wendy cringed at the way the nurse had bitterly described Melody as merely a 'corpse'. Melody had merely been dead for merely two days, from what she had been told. She thought the nurse was a bit out of line using that word to describe Melody's current condition, however she decided not to speak of it.

"Oh, sorry dude." Soos apologized, retracting his hand from the sheet and putting them behind his back. The nurse sighed and grabbed her clipboard from atop a shelf against the wall.

"There are some legal duties that must be attended to now that she is deceased." The nurse said. "Also, you'll have to fill out some information, death certificate specifically, make some funeral arrangements, and-" She continued, until she heard multiple ear-piercing screams coming from the outside of the hospital. Wendy, Soos, and the nurse all looked around the room with wide-eyes.

An unfamiliar man ran into the hospital room, looking at the nurse as he tried to slow his breathing. "M-Ma'am!" He called out, pointing behind him.

"What is it, Larry?" The nurse asked, hands on her hips.

"Th-There's a young man outside, we need you to give him immediate CPR!" Larry responded with a rushed tone.

The nurse sighed. "Doesn't anyone else here know CPR?" She muttered to herself, shaking her head and placing her clipboard atop the shelf before rushing over to the door. She looked back at Soos and Wendy. "I'll be back, you two." She said with a confirming nod of her head.

"O-Okay!" Soos answered, concerned for the poor man whom seemed to be in trouble. He looked out the window behind him and saw a familiar face lying down on the concrete of the hospital's parking lot, nearby to where Soos had parked his truck. Three doctors surrounded Bill as he clutched his own throat, intentionally holding his breath and putting force on his lungs to bring a purple-like color to his face. He lay atop the ground, flopping around helplessly and kicking his legs to look as if he were dying. Wendy too saw the action made by the demon and smirked.

Not bad, Cipher. Not bad. Wendy thought to herself. She looked over at the door with a grin. "But we might not be..." She muttered, as if responding to the nurse whom had just left the hospital room.

"Huh?" Soos asked, tilting his head in confusion and raising an eyebrow.

Wendy looked back at Soos. "Don't you see?" She asked. "Bill's making a distraction so we can get out of here!" Wendy said, pointing at the door.

Soos gasped. "You really think so?" He asked.

"Yeah, man!" Wendy said with a nod of her head. "I know that type of trick when I see it. My brothers used to use it back in logging camp to play hooky. Now come on!" She said, waving her hand over to the door. She took the white sheet atop Melody's lifeless body and threw it to the ground. Wendy grabbed the side of the gurney close to Melody's feet, pulling it over to the room's door in a rush.

Soos gasped. "Wendy, what are you doing?" He asked as Wendy proceeded to pull Melody over towards the door.

"Getting her out of here!" Wendy responded. "Come help me!"

"But, the paperwork!" Soos exclaimed in concern, extending an arm out.

Wendy rolled her eyes. "What did we come here to do, Soos?" She asked impatiently.

"To get Melody." Soos responded. He gasped sharply in sudden realization. "To get Melody! Come on, dawg!" He exclaimed, running over towards the door and pushing the other side of the gurney. The four wheels of the chair moved faster than the two had expected, and the gurney nearly crashed into the hallway's wall had Wendy not been there to push it away. Soos looked to his right and saw an 'Exit' door at the end of the hall.

"This way!" Soos said, pointing to the unfamiliar door he hoped led outside. Wendy nodded and helped Soos push the gurney across the hallway. She looked behind her and was pleased to see no hospital workers following them.

They rushed to the end of the hallway, Wendy running up in front of Soos and holding the exit door open. Soos thanked the teenager and tried getting the gurney outside. He pushed it up against the door to no avail. He narrowed his eyes and tried once more, trying a third time and growing frustrated when the chair wouldn't push past the singular door.

Wendy groaned. "Aw man, the gurney doesn't fit." She said with an annoyed sigh.

Soos hummed, folding his arms and looking at the gurney for a moment. He looked at Wendy and said, "We'll need to carry Melody from here." Wendy nodded and reached over to pick Melody up, however Soos put a hand out. "I've got it, dawg." He assured. He slung one of Melody's arms over his shoulder, putting one hand behind the woman's back and the other under her knees, picking her up bridal-style.

Wendy shoved the cart away from the door and let Soos exit first, taking Melody along with him. The teenager followed shortly behind the handyman, shoving her axe under the door to make it a bit more difficult for them to be followed. She ran up beside Soos and cupped her hands together by her mouth, shouting the demon's name to give some sort of signal.

Over at the front of the hospital, Bill heard a faint calling of his name by a familiar voice. The nurse was beside him, performing CPR on him. His eyes shot open and he gasped, rising up to sit on the ground. The nurse was taken aback by the sudden condition of the handsome stranger.

Bill grinned. "Hey, wouldja' look at that?" He asked, looking down at his chest and arms for show. He looked back up at the nurse and laughed. "Well, I'm okay now! It's... uh, It's a miracle!" He exclaimed, jumping up and standing up, putting his hands out beside him and putting his legs apart with a confused smile. "Right? Because... Because that's what humans say when something lucky happens, yeah?" He asked, replacing his minor confusion with a wide grin.

All the doctors and nurses groaned and shook their heads in disapproval at the now clearly fake act performed by the man, walking back into the hospital to return to their jobs, all except the nurse. Bill just looked at the nurse and kept his grin. "But thanks for the kisses, popsy!" He said with a smirk, winking at the woman.

The nurse gasped at the man's behavior and scoffed. She glared at the man, taking a step closer to Bill and extending her leg out in a forceful manner, giving the demon a rough kick to his groin, sending immediate pain between his legs. She watched as Bill bit his lip, groaning and falling to the ground, his hands between his legs as he hissed in pain. The nurse huffed and stomped away, her nose in the air.

From the back of Soos' truck, Ford winced at the sight of Bill lying helplessly on the ground, groaning in pain. He felt a bit bad for the pain the demon had never before experienced, however Ford knew that he would be lying if he said that Bill didn't deserve it.

Ford could see two familiar figured emerging from the side of the hospital. He sighed in relief at the sight of Melody in Soos' arms, and he ducked back down on the truck as to not draw attention to himself.

The first thing Soos and Wendy saw when they returned to the truck was Bill. They looked at him with shock.

"Aw, dude..." Soos muttered, shaking his head. He too had experienced that pain in the past.

Wendy didn't know whether to help the demon or laugh. A snicker escaped her mouth, which earned her a harsh glare from the demon. Soos walked over to the truck and opened the back door, safely placing Melody inside the vehicle. Melody was placed in the middle of the back seat so that she could be easily seen whilst Soos was driving; just in case something were to go wrong. Soos had even buckled her seat belt to avoid her body being injured during the car ride. He took a step back and nodded in approval. She looked alive enough to the point where any police they may pass by wouldn't be suspicious.

Bill placed his hands on the concrete floor and slowly emerged from the ground, his legs shaking as a whimper of pain escaped him. He cursed his human form for appearing so helpless. He wondered why this pain wasn't funny. Normally he found pain humorous, so what was the big deal? He wasn't sure. He looked over and saw Wendy beside him, looking in his direction.

"Hey, you need some help, man?" Wendy asked, holding a hand out towards Bill.

Bill looked at the hand that was being extended out towards him and slowly got up onto his legs with narrowed eyes. "I'm not a child." He muttered with a sneer.

Wendy rolled her eyes at the response to her offer of help. Wendy and Bill walked over to the truck, where Soos had already started up the engine. Soos suggested that Bill sat in the back seat, which the smaller man quickly denied. He wasn't going to be treated like a baby, not in a million years.

"You could use the opportunity to check Melody for whatever it is you're doing." Soos said with a shrug. He still didn't know exactly what the plan was, and he assumed that he wouldn't get a full answer until the event was to occur.

Wendy nodded at Soos' suggestion. "Yeah, Soos is right. You should stay back there, dude." She said, getting into the passenger seat of Soos' truck.

Bill folded his arms and rolled his eyes. "Fine." Bill responded in a bitter manner. With a huff, he walked to the back seat, opening the door and stepping inside. He buckled his seat belt and wondered why Wendy was being so nice to him. He assumed that the teenager was merely doing this for Soos. He knew that the teenager didn't enjoy his presence.

Once everyone was in the truck, Soos quickly got out of his parking spot and drove away, as fast as the speed limit would allow until they were a few blocks away from the hospital.

"Where are we going, dawg?" Soos asked.

Bill shrugged at the question. "Somewhere most people wouldn't normally visit." He began, "Our best bet would be the forest. Ya' know, where Sixer and Pine Tree go on their adventures." He said.

Soos nodded. "That sounds like a good idea!" He praised with a smile. "What do you think, Ford?" He asked. Bill raised an eyebrow at the handyman asking for Ford's opinion. He wasn't even in the-

"I'm sure that's feasible." Ford responded, writing something down on a notepad atop his lap. He had one leg crossed over the other as he jotted a couple notes down.

Bill's jaw dropped as his eyes widened at hearing the man's voice. He looked beside him and past Melody to see Ford sitting in the other seat of the vehicle. Bill was dumbfounded and shocked to see the scientist sitting there all of a sudden. "H-How long have you been there?" Bill asked.

Wendy was also confused. She turned to look behind her. "Yeah, how did you get here, man?" She asked Ford, raising an eyebrow.

"And why?" Bill added, folding his arms with an eye roll.

Ford adjusted his glasses before responding. "I've been here the entire time, believe it or not." He said.

"I don't believe you." Bill said with narrowed eyes. "Red was the only one sitting in the back seat on the way to the hospital." He added.

Ford looked over at Bill, his facial expression unreadable. "Who ever said I was in the back seat?" He asked the other man.

Bill narrowed his eyes. "You did." He responded with a scoff.

Ford shook his head. "I did not," He retorted. "I said that I was here the entire time, that doesn't necessarily mean here here." He stated.

Wendy looked at Ford, amused. "Woah man, are you saying you jumped in the back?" She asked with a grin. She wasn't surprised when Ford nodded his head. She made a mental note to ask him about it later. Perhaps she could pick up some tips on stealth for that sort of thing.

Bill groaned and face palmed. He knew that having Ford by his side throughout this was dangerous on his behalf. He knew that it would be a bad idea to have Ford along for the event was a bad idea in the first place. Bill was sure that Ford would only be present to criticize if the faintest thing were to go wrong. Bill sighed and looked out the window with his arms folded once more. He just hoped that the process would go smoothly- he feared that it would be his only way of redeeming himself in Stanford's eyes.

Again.

Oh boy... I know what Bill did was pretty messed up. (Heck, I wrote it.) But still! Ford's kinda pushing the whole "Don't-socialize-with-Bill" thing a bit much. It kinda stung when I had written Ford's response to bill's question of if he even cared as "Give me a reason why I should." Ouch!

Anyway, this chapter was originally going to have more in it, however I figured that I haven't gotten a chapter out in two weeks now, so I found a good place to split it in half. The next chapter will be up sooner than this one was! I'm sorry that it took a bit longer this time. I suppose since I got a chapter in early last time, that led to the next chapter being a longer wait...

I'm not sure if I should bother giving the nurse a name. I'm not sure if she'll have another appearance in this story, so there's probably no point. Hmm...

Anyway, a new chapter will be up soon!