Craig came around to a bright light blaring in his eyes. This was familiar. His head was pounding in anguish and his sight was blinded from the light. That's when it hit him, where was Tweek?

"Tweek…?! Tweek!? Fuck! Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck!" Craig screamed panicked as he started struggling. He was tied, and tight. Shit there was no way he was going to get out of this without any trouble. Why did Token drug him? Why was he tied up? Where the fuck was Tweek?

"Craig is that you…?" Tweek's familiar voice comes from across the table. Craig sighs in relief, at least Tweek was safe. Craig's eyes were finally starting to adjust to the cruel lighting that was blaring in his eyes. Sure enough across from him Tweek sat, he wasn't tied at all…? Strange… Craig was hit with a sudden wave of uneasiness.

What now…? Sure enough his feelings proved right when none other than Eric Cartman walked through the door with a shit eating grin plastered on his face. He was still wearing his suit which must mean it was the same night...

"Ah good morning Chief Detective." Eric says as if some normal morning i South Park and they met on a jog.

"Ah, good morning random psycho who decided to kidnap me!" Craig replied sarcastically struggling against the restraints. He knew this wouldn't work but that's not why he did it. Craig watched as Tweek got ready to attack Eric but Eric simply grins. He was up to something, and it wasn't good.

"Don't Tweek." Eric says calmly. Just as Tweek was about to lunge he stops right away at Eric's words.

"Tweek…?" Craig manages to stammer out in his confused state. This only made Eric cackle and laugh loudly slapping his knee. The room was silent other than Eric's stupid laugh.

"You… You really thought my own soldier would attack me? God Craig you really are an idiot you know that?" Eric says in between laughs. Craig could only glare at Eric biting his lip in frustration.

"Tweek isn't your soldier!" Craig hisses angrily struggling angrily. Eric let out a dark hm placing Stan's gun down on the table in front of Tweek.

"Are you willing to bet your life on it? What did he tell you? That he killed Bebe in self defense?" Eric muses going over to Craig's side now. He places his hands on the side of Craig's chair.

"Well he lied Craig~ Bebe died trying to protect herself from him. You see that scar? That's a scar of a girl who tried to save her own life and failed." Craig stares at Tweek in shock. There's no way Tweek would do that. There's no way in hell.

"Tweek he's lying right? Say he's lying!" Craig yells watching as the blonde could only stare at him in utter silence. Tweek lied to him. Tweek lied straight to his face and he bought every single word.

"Now Tweek, Why don't you show him how perfect of a soldier you are. Take that gun and shoot him dead in the eyes." Tweek stood up and took the gun into his hands. Craig could only stare down the barrel. Never once in his life did he think that this is how he would die. Staring down the barrel of his own gun at his old boyfriend. He almost felt bad watching as Tweek's hands started to shake and tears began to form in the corner of his eyes.

"Craig…" Tweek managed to choke out his voice cracking. Craig didn't falter. He stared into Tweek's beautiful eyes. He watches as Tweek wraps his finger around the trigger.

"It's alright Tweek. I love you." He whispers softly taking a breath closing his eyes. He wasn't going to die without saying those three magic words, he couldn't. He heard Tweek make a pained sobbed and BAM! The door swings open. Eric growls taking gun out going to shoot Tweek but he gets tackled. Tweek drops the gun in surprise shaking and looking at Craig. Craig sighs softly in relief as the another police officer cut his restraints. He was close to death, way to close to death. That was something he never ever would forget. Something he couldn't forget even if he wanted too. Craig could hears sobs from Tweek.

"I'm so sorry Craig… I'm sorry… I didn't want too… I-I…" Craig didn't even hesitate to make his way over and scoop Tweek into his arms. He held Tweek bridal style letting the blonde sob into his chest.

"Sir, we need to ask him ques-" before an officer could stop him Craig glares at him.

"Thank you for your help but I can handle asking Tweek questions myself." He hisses bitterly. He wasn't in the mood, it's not like he was going far. He just wanted to get away from Eric. He walks down the hall before sighing softly and sliding against the wall letting Tweek sit in his lap and sob. As much as he wanted to ask a million and one questions Tweek needed this. He didn't even want to think how long Tweek's been without crying.

"I'm so sorry Craig… I'm sorry…" Tweek sobs into him. Craig brings his hand up running his fingers through Tweek's hair. His words didn't seem to get across so this was the best way he seemed to get it through to him that it was going to be ok. Hell, Tweek's sobs even quieted down a little. Though he couldn't decided if it was because of the suit jacket or Tweek actually calming down. Craig let out a soft sigh letting the male sob into him doing the only thing he could do. Let him ruin his brand new jacket.

(Sorry this chapter is so short, I'm actually really sick today ;-;))