Goodbye, Brian (rewrite)

(based mostly on "Goodbye, Brian My Love")

Originally written by Villains' Bad Girl

Edited by LDEJRuff

Chapter 3 - A Passing and a Plan

Chapter written by Villains' Bad Girl

with help from LDEJRuff


Barbara sniffled as she paced back and forth as the Griffins waited at the vet's office. Brian was in intesive care and the vet was doing all he could. The puppies watched their mother, more scared than they had ever seen her.

"Oh, Brian", she cried as she prayed. "Please be okay. Please make it through this. I can't lose you."

"Dad's going to be okay, right Mom?" Jenny asked.

"I'm praying as much as I can", Barbara said. "I suggest you all do the same."

She turned as she saw the vet come into the waiting room. Her ears flattened against her head as she saw his scrubs covered in blood. The Griifins stood hoping to hear some good news.

"Doctor, how is Brian?" Lois asked. "Is he going to be okay?"

"I'm so sorry, Mrs. Griffin", he said. "But Brian's injuries are just too severe for us to save him. I don't know how much longer he has, but I suggest you all go in and say your goodbyes."

Everyone's eyes widened and their jaws dropped when they heard the news. Brian was dying. Barbara started gasping and crying.

"No...no, Brian can't die. Please, is there anything you can do?"

"I'm so sorry", the vet said as he led them to Brian's room.

Everyone gasped as they saw him lying on the table nearly lifeless as his injuries bled freely. The puppies cried, not wanting to see their father like this.

"Daddy", they cried. "Daddy, wake up."

"Dammit, Brian, you can't die!" Stewie said. "We were going to do so many things together! We were going to become wind surfers! I was going to be a little better than you, but we were both going to be good!"

They watched as Brian struggled to move.

"You guys," Lois gasped, "I think Brian's trying to say something."

"Brian", Barbara cried. "Sweetie, listen to me. You can't die, you know why? Because I'm pregnant. We're going to have more puppies."

Brian groaned as he opened his eyes. He looked at her and smiled. Barbara smiled back with tears in her eyes as held his hand.

"I know you'll take good care of them", he whispered. "You've given me a wonderful life. I love you all."

With that said, Brian let out one final breath as his eyes slowly closed. The vet check him and turned to the family.

"I'm sorry", he said. "He's gone."

"No!" Barbara screamed. "No, Brian! Come back! I won't let you go!"

She climbed onto the table and pounded Brian's chest with her fist. She grabbed Brian's face as she breathed into him. Barbara didn't want to let him go and was doing all she can to bring him back.

"Brian, live!" she cried. "You can't leave me like this!"

"Mom, stop it", Ollie said as the puppies pulled her off him.

"Brian..." Barbara cried.

"Mom, Dad's gone", Marcus said. "You have to let him go."

The Griffins gathered around Brian's body and sobbed. The puppies held each other and sobbed knowing they lost their father.

"Brian", Barbara sobbed as she wrapped her arms around him. "I love you, Brian. I love you."


The station wagon returned home with the now-broken-hearted family coming out, saddened by the loss of Brian.

"Guys," Peter addressed, teary-eyed, "I'm gonna need a few minutes alone upstairs. I got to do, like, a-a sad yank."

As the Griffins and first litter went inside, Barbara walked up to Stewie, who threw away the broken street hockey equipment.

"Stupid street hockey," Stewie said. "I wish we never went to that dump. Oh, Barbara, this is all my fault."

"No, it's not," Barbara disagreed.

"Yes, it is," Stewie replied. "I'm the one who had to throw away the damn time machine and..." It is when Stewie realized something. "Wait a minute. That's it! All I gotta do is to just rebuild the time machine, and then you and I can go back and save Brian!"

This bit of news brightened Barbara's heart, then both she and Stewie dashed off as Mort Goldman's car stopped by as he looked at the broken hockey net.

"Oh, happy birthday, Neil!" Mort said, happy.


At the Farmers Market, Stewie and Barbara walked up to the Kabobs stand, where Yusef was.

"Hi, Stewie," Yusef greeted. "I see that you brought a friend with you. How are you?"

"Oh, not well, Yusef," Stewie sighed. "I need your help. I have to track down a titanium capacitor for a high-wattage mainframe I'm going to construct."

Barbara's eyes widened. "A titanium capacitor?" she repeated. "Is that what the machine was made of?"

"Yes, Barbara," Stewie answered, "and I need you to carry it for me."

"But I'm worried about how heavy that capacitor is," Barbara replied.

"Sorry, but I can't give you one anyway," Yusef shrugged regretfully, "because there's no way to get those anymore."

"What do you mean?" Stewie replied. "You've gotten them for me before."

"I know," Yusef responded, "but the one guy who made those drew a doodle of Mohammad, so he's not around anymore. He wasn't even doing it on purpose, just absentmindedly while talking on the phone. But it was Mohammed, so...you know."

All of this bit of news gave Barbara a sad look on her face. "Oh," she sighed, "I guess Brian's not the only one who died recently."

"Thanks anyway, Yusef," Stewie waved as he and Barbara walked off. "Oh, dear. Without those capacitors, it'll be completely impossible to build a functioning time machine."

"So, that means," Barbara gulped, "we can't get Brian back."

"I'm afraid not, Barbara," Stewie replied. "Brian is...really gone for good."

Barbara hung her head and shed a tear of grief.