Once they were put on the Galactic Federation's Most Wanted list, times became tough for Ricks in every dimension. Most beings are good enough to be considered most wanted in one or two dimensions but somehow he found a way to be wanted in every dimension possible. There was no place safe for any Rick. Every time they tried to find a dimension void of Ricks, one of them would screw it up leading that Rick to be most wanted in several dimensions. Finally, everyone agreed to go back to their own dimension and hide alone.

Rick of dimension A-152 had just checked into a hotel off the Andromeda Galaxy. This was the closest to his home planet he had been in a long time. He was going through items he had in his suitcase. Everything had to stay packed in case the federation locked onto his brainwaves. He had to be able to quickly escape. Across from him, his portal gun was charging. It had to stay charged, if that ran out of juice he was done for. A few Ricks had already met that fate. He refused to be one of them.

Rick sat on the spring bed exhausted from running, "Phone, list all planets not under federal jurisdiction." Rick was tired; he had been on the run for a week straight. He was having a hard time finding anywhere to hide. For the past seven days, he had about eight hours of sleep. It was hard to be a genius when you can't think straight.

A thousand and three planets were listed. He started to scroll through, no, no, no. He started writing down the coordinates to the ones that were potentials. Rick stopped when he saw Earth on his list. That was his original planet. Should he try to hide out among the humans? He had no money for Earth. He left his wife so many years back when someone had tried to attack his family to get to him. What was his ex up too? Rick didn't care much to think about his ex, their marriage was shit anyways. He was always gone for long periods of time and she was 'secretly' cheating on him with a doctor. However, he always questioned what came of his little girl. She had always wanted to be a surgeon. She was going to save lives. Rick still smiled when he thought of her telling him how she would become the world's top surgeon. What was her name? Becca? Benna? Oh, that's right, Beth. His ex chose that name. He wanted something more genuine like Destiny but his wife claimed that was stripper name.

Earth wouldn't be that bad. Maybe the federation would have a harder time tracking him if he was among many who looked like him. Perhaps the other humans had his brainwaves? It was worth a shot. At the very least he would see his daughter one last time, "Phone give me the coordinates to Beth Sanchez."

The phone searched and then flashed the words 'ERROR' in big red text.

Rick grumbled, "Give me the coordinate to Beth Sanchez."

'ERROR' flashed across the screen again.

"Phone give me the coordinates to my daughter's house!" Rick yelled into it.

The phone made a beeping noise then came up with, "Coordinates to Beth Smith." Followed by a long stream of numbers.

"Smith? That's a dumb name." Rick muttered while he wrote down the coordinates. He then saw flashing lights outside of his hotel room.

"Rick Sanchez, come out with your hands up."

"Shit!" Rick threw everything in his suitcase and slid across the bed as he heard the door being picked. He grabbed his portal gun and started inputting the coordinates to Earth. They wouldn't think of him going back to his home planet. The door slammed open as Rick made a green portal in front of him.

"Freeze!" One of the officers yelled.

"See ya!" Rick laughed crossing into the portal.

Rick's smile faded when he realized he was outside his old home. Did she really just stay with his ex? He didn't want to deal with her.

Rick didn't have a choice; he needed a place to potentially hide for a few days. At least until he could get some sleep. He walked up onto the stoop and lifted his hand up to knock. He stared at the door for a long period of time. Did he have to go here? He could go see where Squanchy was hiding out. Although Squanchy always lived in filth and he was tired of filth. If he wanted to try Earth, he could rob a bank and go stay at a hotel. But then it would lead him to be wanted in space and on Earth.

Finally, he knocked on the door.

A red haired female opened the door, the girl appeared to be around sixteen Earth years or maybe older. He couldn't tell. Rick always had an affinity for red heads but she was too young for him, he at least knew that much. She kept staring at her phone, while she was talking. "What do you want?"

"Where's Beth?" Rick asked.

"Who's asking?" The girl was still looking at her phone.

"Can you just have Beth come here?" Rick gritted through his teeth.

The girl sighed looking up from her phone. She slammed the door in his face. Rick felt his brow furrow, how dare she slam the door in his face! He was about to pound on the door to get her to reopen when he heard the girl call out, "Mom, some creepy old man is at the door asking for you."

"Is he trying to sell us something?"

"I don't know. You ask him."

Beth opened the door while saying, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in…" She stood shocked at the man in front of her. After what felt like hours, she spoke again, "Dad?"

Show time!

"Hey sweetie!" Rick smiled, he had to play it cool, he had to have a place to stay for a few days and he was running out of places to hide. "How have you been?"

"Uhm, good." She was able to manage.

Rick stood awkwardly waiting for her to say more, when she kept staring he cleared his throat and pointed inside the house.

Beth got the hint, "Oh, do you want to come in?"

"Yeah, I'd like to come in." Rick was trying not to be sarcastic. Did she really have to ask?

The house looked almost the same. They didn't change the furniture at all.

Rick picked up an old family photo that was sitting on a side stand at the front of the door. It was of him, his ex, and an eight year old Beth. "So…your mother, is she…?"

"She died. She left the house to me and Jerry in her will."

Rick was silent by the news, "By what?"

"Cancer. She fought for five years."

"Oh." Rick let out. He didn't know whether to be happy or upset. So he chose to just not say anything more about it. Rick set the photo down so that the photo itself was facing down.

"Yeah." Beth said picking up the photo and setting it up right.

Rick looked more around the house, feeling more free knowing he won't bump into his ex.

"So Jerry? Is he a doctor, scientist, lawyer…?" Rick was looking around the house, planning out exit points if the federation found him.

"He's a stay at home dad, but he's out golfing right now." Beth said. "You might remember him; he was my friend in high school before you left."

"What that Jerry Smith? That loser who was beat up by the cheerleaders? Oh Beth, you could have done better. You could have done so much better."

"Well dad, I guess love conquers money." Beth said in a very 'I told you so' way.

Rick let out a laugh, "Yeah, tell that to your mother when she went out with that doctor behind my back." He let it slip before he could stop.

Either Beth chose to ignore it or she didn't hear it.

"You want to meet your grandkids?" Beth asked.

"Not really." Rick said going to the kitchen, opening the fridge door. It had been a while since he had a drink, he could feel his body going through withdrawals. "No beer?"

"Jerry doesn't really drink often. I have wine, you want some?"

"Sure."

"White or red?" Beth asked.

"White." Rick answered.

Beth grabbed a glass from the cupboard and opened a new bottle of wine. She poured until one third of the cup was full and handed it to her father. Rick went around the cup and grabbed the bottle from her, "Thank you!" he said then started to drink from the bottle. It wasn't the alien alcohol his body was used to but at least it was something.

Beth didn't say anything; she just started drinking the small glass in her hands. "Well, you met Summer. She's sixteen but will be seventeen within a few weeks. Maybe you can stay for her birthday party!"

Rick shrugged half listening to what his daughter was saying.

"And there's Morty. He stays in his room though playing video games."

"Wow, didn't give the kid a chance with a name like that. Don't bother giving the kid lunch money. The others will just beat it out of him with that name."

"Dad, please be nice to him. The teachers think he has a…" She paused looking around before whispering, "learning disability so it's harder for him to fit in at school."

"Learning disabilities are only a disability if you let them be." Rick said at his normal tone. Rick sat the bottle down and started rummaging through the cabinets. He found crackers and peanut butter. It was always his favorite snack when he was on Earth.

"Let me go get him, he should meet you at least once in his life." Beth ran out the room and up the stairs.

Rick sighed; he was never good with kids. Rick opened drawers and slammed them closed until he found the silverware, he grabbed a butter knife. He sat down with all the items in front of him. He pulled out his portal gun from his pocket in case the federation chose to crash his little family reunion. Rick gulped more of the wine, nearly finishing the bottle when he heard Beth clear her throat. "Morty, meet your grandfather Rick."

"H-h-hi." Morty said.

Rick didn't look up. "Hey." Rick said opening the peanut butter jar and spreading the contents over a cracker. He hadn't had peanut butter since he left Earth. Aliens had no clue what it was. It was the only thing he missed about living on Earth. He savored the taste of peanut butter.

Beth tried to start the conversation, "Morty, Grandpa Rick likes science as much as you do."

"I doubt that." Rick said smearing peanut butter on another cracker.

"Gee grandpa Rick what…"

"Let's get one thing straight!" Rick said looking up pointing the gooey peanut butter filled knife at the two, "I don't do that grandpa thing. The name is Rick. Not grandpa, not grampa, not granddady, and if you call me abuelo I will murder everyone in this house. Just call me Rick."

Beth gave him a disapproving look; however, Morty didn't seem upset by the outburst and threat to the family at all. Instead Morty asked, "Wh-wh-what do you do?"

"I make things, I experiment, I do whatever I want. I'm my oAUGHNn boss." Rick said before eating another cracker.

"What kind of thi-th-th-things?"

Rick glared at the child, "Don't you kids have school or something?"

"It's Saturday." Beth said.

"And it's five in th-the afternoon." Morty added.

Rick realized earlier that Morty had his stutter. Rick used to stutter like that. He still did at times of high stress or when he didn't know what else to say. And when he was really drunk so most of the time he still stuttered. He had to admit, he was doing pretty well today.

"Wh-wh-what's that thing next to you?" Morty asked.

"Portal gun." Rick said putting a cracker in his mouth.

"What's it do?"

Rick looked at the kid already getting annoyed, he swallowed the cracker, "I can pick a coordinate to places in this or other dimensions, then shoot the portal and go through."

"Cool! Can I try?" Morty asked.

"No!" Rick said putting the gun in his coat.

Beth realized having him meet Morty may have been a bad move, "Morty why don't you go back to playing your video games?"

"Finally." Morty stood up and walked out. Morty was grumbling something about being unfair but Rick wasn't listening.

Once Morty was out of the room Beth looked back to her father, "Dad, can you try to be nice to your grandkids?"

"I did try. I was perfectly content with us sitting in silence. He kept asking questions. Besides he doesn't have a learning disability, he just stutters." Rick said. "There's a difference."

"I know about the stutter but it's harder for him to learn in school."

Rick's eyes widened, he forgot his charger back at the hotel. He wouldn't be able to charge his portal gun. He had to go back to the hotel tonight. Rick came out of his thoughts to hear his daughter still droning on about him needing to be nice or something.

"You know, you might be right. I will try to be nicer. Hey sweetie, do you have a place for me to stay tonight?" Rick asked while screwing the lid on the jar of peanut butter. "I'm getting tired." Rick forced a yawn and stretched. He then grabbed the peanut butter and crackers to take with him to the room he would be staying at.

"Sure!" Beth said showing her excitement at the idea of her father spending the night. Beth went upstairs with Rick following behind with his suitcase, peanut butter, and crackers in tow. Beth opened a small closet that housed the furnace. She grabbed a cot that was tucked in the corner and opened it up. "We use this cot when the kids have sleepovers."

Rick looked at the door to see Morty peeking in, such a creepy child.

Beth was about to leave the room when Rick spoke up, "Thanks for everything Beth, I promise we will talk more tomorrow."

Beth smiled and hugged her father, "Good night dad."

"Good night sweetie." Rick pat her on the back.

As soon as the door closed, Rick grabbed his portal gun. He had to be quick. The federation came close to grabbing him last time. He set his suitcase down on the bed. He heard a creak that sound like the door was opening the same time his suitcase hit the bed. Rick looked up at the door. The door was closed. He must be hearing things.

Rick went back to rummaging through his suitcase. He grabbed his particle gun in case they found him again. He slid it into his lab coat. This was going to be a two second operation, in then out.

Rick shot the portal and walked through going into the hotel room he had just left from. He smiled eyeing his charger still plugged in. This was simpler than he thought. Rick ducked when he heard the federation walk by the door. Crap, he would be easily spotted through the window.

Rick was about to low crawl to the charger in the wall when he heard a voice. "What's going on?" Rick jumped at the sound of the voice. He looked to see Morty standing next to him.

"What the fuck Morty? Where'd you come from?" Rick whispered.

"I followed you through your portal thingy." Morty said in a normal tone. Didn't the kid get the gist from his low crawl and whisper that he was trying to hide? "That was real cool! What else do you have?"

The doorknob started twisting. Rick grabbed the kid, pulling him into the bathroom. He pushed the kid behind the door of the bathroom as he stood next to him. Both were barely able to fit behind the bathroom door. Rick held his hand around the kid's mouth as they heard footsteps walking toward the bathroom. Morty started to panic when Rick pulled out his particle gun. Rick put a finger to his mouth as if to say quiet. The creature walked into the bathroom. Morty couldn't see it too well with Rick in the way, he could see that it walked on four legs and appeared to be holding a gun. Rick was ready to shoot the creature as soon as it turned around. The creature just checked behind the shower curtain.

Rick held the gun out about to shoot when another walked into the door frame. Rick pulled the gun back to him so that the other wouldn't see his arm.

"What's wrong?" The other asked.

"I don't know, I thought I saw a green light similar to the portal or at least heard the fugitive's voice in here. But the scanner isn't picking up any brainwaves." The bug said shaking an object in his hand. The bug turned the opposite way narrowly avoiding seeing the two.

"Well then you must be hearing things."

The two walked out the hotel, closing the main door behind them.

Rick let out a sigh of relief moving from behind the door. He stuck his particle gun back in his coat.

"What were those things?" Morty asked.

"The galactic federation. They keep tracking my brainwaves and I can't shake them o…" Rick stopped his sentence then looked at Morty. They typically picked up on his brainwaves but this time they didn't. Rick thought back to everything he did that day. The only outlier this time was that Morty was with him. That and he drank a whole bottle of Earth wine.

Rick couldn't believe it…was the one thing that would keep him alive right in front of him? Rick would have to do more tests. A random chance of the federation's computer messing up wouldn't be enough for Rick to draw the conclusion just yet.

Rick went out to the main room and grabbed his charger. Once back in the bathroom, he set the coordinates for Earth. He shot the portal then pushed Morty through, following right behind.

Morty was standing in the room in awe of what he just saw. "Where else can you go? What else can you do?"

Rick put his portal gun in his lab coat. "Yeah about that. Listen kid, you can't tell your parents what happened."

"Why not?"

"Can you just do me a solid kid? Don't tell your parents of any adventures and I'll make sure to take you again." Rick let out a forced smile.

Morty smiled widely and hugged Rick. He then ran out of the room.

That kid wasn't going to keep a secret.

To be Continued...

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