Mr. Peabody sat by Sherman's hospital bed, Sherman was sleeping peacefully, the dog was in a chair, one leg crossed over the other, a book in one hand, his eyes scanning the pages. He let out a heavy sigh, his son had yet to wake up since the accident. Turning the page, Peabody's gaze turned to the window outside, on one of the top floors and yet, Peabody could see the reporters on the ground floor, waiting for him to show his face, there is no way he was going to indulge those leeches.

Peabody scanned the pages of his favorite book, 'Oliver's Twist' he had read this book to Sherman many times over the years. It gave the dog a slight comfort as he read it.

He looked back at his son, it was day time now, over five hours since Sherman was brought in to this hospital, still, he had yet to wake, though, the doctor said it was normal, being that Sherman hasn't been sleeping normally and that he basically didn't sleep at all last night. So, according to the doctor, this was normal and well needed for Sherman. The doctor even said that this might even bring Sherman back to sleeping normally again. Peabody let out a soft sigh and reached over and swatted a few stray hairs away from Sherman's face. Still, his son didn't move or stir.

He sighed and turned the page again, even though the doctor said it was normal and a good thing that Sherman was sleeping, it made the dog uneasy, was Sherman in pain? Was he having a nightmare? Was he dreaming at all? Would he have amnesia?

All these questions raced through Peabody's mind, There was nothing he could do to stop them from popping up, all he could do was wait and see when Sherman wakes, but, the wait was torturous, to the point that Peabody was getting close to breaking down, but, he wasn't going to. No, he had to stay strong.

Turning yet another page, he sighed through his nose. Ms. Peterson was already home, the worst thing that happened to her was that the ropes that had bound her rubbed against her wrist, a quick bandage solved that little dilemma and she was brought home. He had to wonder how this whole ordeal would effect Penny and Sherman's relationship, they might still be friends after this, but, the look of hatred that Paul gave Peabody before they went home might suggest that the Petersons don't want their daughter around Sherman anymore.

At this point, he wasn't even paying attention to the words on the page, but still, he turned the page away.

This was one way to spend a birthday weekend, kidnappings and car chases and dead dogs. Sherman was going to have to go back to therapy, Peabody made a face at that thought, he really didn't like Sherman's therapist, but, this wasn't for him, this was for Sherman. Looking up at his sleeping boy, he sighed, it was getting to the point that sleeping pills might just be inevitable. He would have to wait and see, he had a feeling that after all that had happened, nightmares just might be coming back, if that happens, then Sherman wouldn't be sleeping normally again. He really hoped it wouldn't get that far, the last thing he wanted to do was drug Sherman.

In mid-turn, Peabody perked his ears up at the sound of soft groaning. Was Sherman waking up?

Placing his book down, Peabody got up and got closer to Sherman, sure enough, Sherman blinked awake, after a few blinks, he focused on his father.

"Mr. Peabody?" Sherman asked, he sounded groggily, slowly, he started to sit up, naturally, Peabody helped him. Once fully sat up, Sherman turned to his father.

"What happened?" He asked Mr. Peabody.

"Well, what do you remember?" Mr. Peabody asked, Sherman thought for a moment before speaking.

"I was at home...Then the lights went out...Then...That's it." Sherman confessed, he looked thoughtful, his boy knew he was missing something, but just didn't know what was missing.

"You...Don't remember?" Peabody asked him, placing a paw on Sherman's forehead, Sherman just simply shook his head, what was he suppose to remember?

Mr. Peabody didn't know if this was good or bad. Slowly, he brought his paw down and sighed, then, he found himself ruffling Sherman's hair, earning a slight giggle from his son.

"I'll be right back, I have to go and talk to the doctor." Peabody said gently and started to walk out of the room.

"Ok..." Sherman muttered as the door shut behind Peabody. The white dog let out a low breath and shut his eyes. This could be one of two possibilities, the first one could be acute amnesia, or, it could be that Sherman had repressed the memories of the attack, either way, this could be both good and bad.

Good because Sherman might not have to deal with the full weight of what happened, bad because, it couldn't be healthy for him to be forgetting this. Swallowing a bit of his pride, Peabody walked towards where Sherman's doctor should be. Sure enough, he found him.

Doctor Johnathon Advar, a man with dark skin and graying hair, he was in his late fifties, a calm and pleasant man to be around, smart as well.

"Dr. Advar." Peabody called as he walked up to the man, the doctor turned and looked at the dog. Once close enough to the doctor, Peabody spoke again. "Sherman has woken up."

Doctor Advar smiled a this.

"Oh good, I was just going to check on him." The doctor said and the two started to walk back towards the room.

"Doctor, Sherman seems to have either acute amnesia or repressed memories, he doesn't seem to remember anything about what happened." Peabody explained

"Well, your son is very young, it doesn't surprise me that he might of just blocked the memories out."

"But, it can't be good for him, just staying in the dark the whole time"

"Mr. Peabody, please try and understand this, his brain wanted those memories to be blocked out for a reason, you told me yourself, he was doing so well, then this happened, maybe this is a good thing." The doctor said with a sigh as he opened Sherman's door, the two of them were met with excited happy chatter. Mr. Peabody was quick to see who was in the room.

Benjamin and Guinevere Greenbloom, both talking to Sherman, how in the world did those two get passed the reporters outside? More importantly, what were they doing out of school?

"What is going on in here?" Peabody demanded, hands on his hips, he looked at both of them sternly. The two of them refused to meet Mr. Peabody's eye. Then after about ten seconds, Ben spoke.

"We just wanted to see if Sherman was ok." Ben muttered rubbing the back of his head.

The doctor cleared his throat, bringing all the attention to him.

"Well, I have a patient to check on, could you please clear out for a few minutes?" Dr. Advar asked, they nodded and started to walk out. Peabody started out as well, wanting to talk to these two. The moment Peabody was out of the door way, the door shut. He huffed and smoothed out his fur before looking at Ben and Guinevere again.

"So? Are you two going to explain to me how you got in?" He asked them, raising an eyebrow at them and crossing his arms.

"We snuck in through one of the back doors." Ben simply said with a shrug like it was no big deal, Peabody then narrowed his eyes at them, he noted that they were both in their school uniforms.

"Where are your parents?" He asked them, that caused both of them to just chuckle awkwardly and look away from him for a moment. He tapped his foot at them, wanting an answer.

Ben then gave Mr. Peabody an awkward smile and spoke in a tight nervous voice.

"At home..."

"Do they even know you two are here?"

Ben and Guinevere looked at each other then at the dog, their guilty faces gave Mr. Peabody the answer he needed. The white dog gave both of them a hard look and put his hands on his hips. Ben then sighed and rubbed the back of his head.

"We left school and came here, but it was all my idea, I was just going to sneak out at recess-" Ben started but Guinevere cut in.

"-I saw him and demanded that he take me with him-"

"-We really didn't want to cause trouble, we just wanted to see if Sherman and Penny were alright." Ben finished, Peabody looked at the two of them, then sighed heavily, he couldn't blame them, plus, he wasn't their father, he had no right to punish them for this. He softened a bit, then sighed.

"Alright then...It is not in my right to punish you two, but, I will be telling your parents about this..." He told them sternly, they nodded understandingly, Peabody then smiled at them and said, "Later...for now, I think Sherman would like your company."

He watched as they perked up and smiled at the dog, two big smiles. Peabody gave them a small chuckle, then the door opened and Dr. Advar stepped out.

"Well, I am pleased to say that Sherman should be able to come home today, everything is looking fine." The doctor told Peabody, there was a moment of silence as the dog frowned, his son still didn't remember anything. Still, the dog figured that maybe it was for the best that Sherman forgot. He smiled a bit, then, frowned again, the paparazzi were still out there, the last thing he wanted to do was have Sherman be bombarded by all those leeches out there. Then, he turned to the two children standing by his side.

"Do you two think you can show me where you snuck in at?"

Ok, one more chapter which will be the epilogue then it's over with. I would like to thank everyone who stuck with me for this long. Seriously, thank you guys so much. Also, thank you for putting up with my needless crossover.