A/N – When I first posted this on tumblr, there was like a twenty word post that explained that Dark allowed Bing to leave the building again before the last chapter but I didn't realise until after I posted it and this chapter doesn't make sense if you don't know that. My bad.

Bing is being led through the corridors by the Jims, both of them are surprisingly quiet as they pull him along. They had knocked on his bedroom door, a bad sign in and of itself given their well-documented history of slamming doors open, and simply taken one hand each before leading him to…well Bing doesn't know, and the only response they give to questions is a gentle sssshhh.

"You two really shouldn't do quiet." he eventually comments but they don't respond. "Quiet usually means you're up to something." The Jims share a look but just keep going. They eventually stop and Bing realises they're outside Dark's office. Another Jim-free zone. One Jim adjusts his hold so he's holding Bing's hand tightly with both his hands, almost like he's trying to reassure Bing, while the other Jim moves to very slightly push the door open. It's enough that they can hear those talking inside but not enough that any of those in the room will notice.

"-not the kind to act on his own. Most likely he's under instruction from someone else." That's obviously Dark, he sounds annoyed, though he rarely doesn't these days.

"So how do we stop him?" That would be Google. You didn't get told to get out the damn computer lab every other day by that voice without being able to recognise it almost instantly.

"The Host may have a possible solution."

"Possible? Bing's running himself into the ground just functioning. We need more than just possible." Jim's hand squeezes Bing's tightly and the cyborg has to use his free hand to cover his mouth to keep from being heard.

They're talking about him. Dark, Google, and the Host are talking about him. The Jims had probably heard the beginning of the conversation (that good ol' journalistic instinct that drove them to eavesdrop on everything) and came to find him so he can hear what they're saying.

"Google, your concern is unnecessary. We-"

"This is entirely your fault! You let him go out again too soon! If you'd stopped and thought for two seconds-"

"Whoever made the offer went deep into hiding. I needed somethingto draw them out."

Both of the Jims' eyes go wide and Bing's tired eyes glaze over slightly as he realises what Dark's just admitted. Google is the one who voices it.

"You used Bing as bait?"

"Google."

"You purposefully put him at risk to your own ends?" Google's voice is getting angrier. Bing tries to pull his hand from Jim's but the grip is tight and Jim shakes his head, no.

"For his own good." There is no emotion in Dark's voice, no indication of remorse or regret and Bing honestly feels like such an idiot. Dark doesn't care about him, despite bringing him in, promising safety. Dark is just using him and Bing is too desperate to finally feel like he belongs somewhere to have ever questioned anything Dark said or did.

He can't take this. Bing kicks Jim to get the twin to let him go, making Jim yelp and clutch at his leg. Other Jim yells in anger at seeing his brother attacked but Bing is already running, as far and as fast as he can manage in his weakened state. Both of them yell after him and then flinch as the door to Dark's office is torn open.

Google stands in the doorway, looking between the Jims, rage on his face. "Where is he?" he demands. Both Jims point after Bing and the droid storms past them.

At the best of times, Google is faster and stronger than Bing and now, it's even more droid catches up to him barely two corridors away from Dark's office, grabbing a hold of Bing's right arm forcing him to stop running.

Turning, Bing uses his free arm to hit at Google, smacking him as hard as he can, but the free arm is his human one and all he's doing is sending painful reverberations through his own body. It doesn't matter though and he keeps smacking, pounding and bashing at the droid, tears streaming down his face as he fights to get Google to let go.

Google refuses, letting the cyborg bash at him but keeping his firm grip on Bing's robotic arm. He doesn't know how much Bing heard, what might have upset him and emotions like this tend to escape him, but he will stand there as long as it takes because Bing is like a brother to him. Despite his frequent attempts to hold the cyborg at arm's length, the little idiot has wormed his way into that role. After all they certainly fight enough to be brothers and though he frequently gets angry with Bing, Google doesn't like the idea of others being a dick to him.

The fight doesn't last long, Bing eventually stopping with the attack and just leaning against Google's chest, still crying. Google tugs gently at Bing's arm telling him that he's better than this, that he's better than Dark and he can't let that asshole get to him

"I hate him." Bing mutters.

"No you don't. You're just tired." He's never known Bing to hate anyone, like he can get really mad at people, but for Bing 'hate' is a strong word. A sleep-deprived Bing may be different, but even then the more appropriate word would be 'cranky'.

Bing sighs. He is tired, he's way too tired for any of this but sleeping isn't helping. Still, if he understands what he heard in Dark's office right, they know the cause. "What's happening to me, Goog?" he mutters quietly.

Google seems to consider it for a moment before he speaks. "What do you know about Natemare?"