A/N: ANOTHER CHAPTER!

Fox: Wow (blinks twice) never knew you would like my little story! THANKS REVIEWERS! (Worships)

Reviews:

Ties are hot- cute name there! And I will consider doing them once I get more into the story!

Total misanthrope- Wow name jumbler! Yeah kinda confusing on whom to chose isn't it? Oh and here! (Passes over sugar) don't we all need a nice sugar fix?

Anime Qtie- love the name! and thank you!

Dragon of Darkness8705- yeah I know the beginning was a little bit confusing but hey it will get better.

Zeo: OK! This is the votes for the pairing so far

Kenny/Kyle-3

Stan/Kyle- 1

Kenny/Butters-1

Leo: Many thanks to all who have reviewed and given us some advice!

Zeo: Oh yeah and this chapter might just be all Cartman view so sorry!

Fox: Enough blabbering! On with the story!

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HERE'S THE CHAPTER!

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Carman heaved and huffed struggled to get back up the hill towards Stan's beat up black Jeep. Stan was already beside the driver's door and was fumbling to get his car keys into to lock. Kenny was also beside him, helping him steady his shaking hands.

Eric finally got up the hill and leaned against the Jeep and watched the pale, scared looks on the others faces.

"Geez, guys thanks for helping me get back up here" he snapped glaring at both boys.

Neither replied as Stan finally un locked the car doors and hopped in. Kenny shot into the front seat, and Cartman huffed as he got into the back. Stan cursed softly as he finally got his seatbelt on, and jammed the key into the ignition.

The old Jeep roared into life as Stan peeled out of the parking lot and down to Hell's Pass Hospital. He turned sharply around the corner causing both Kenny and Cartman to grip onto the seats and their seatbelts.

"Godammit Stan! Slow the hell down! I don't want to die because of some stupid jew!"Cartman roared struggling not to get his head slammed into the window.

Stan slammed on the brakes so fast that Kenny nearly rammed his head into the windshield. He whirled around to look at Cartman, his blue eyes glittering furiously, promising that he would rip the fat boy's balls off if he didn't shut up.

"Damn, someone is pmsing today" Cartman muttered.

Kenny turned to glare at him to before Stan took off once more to the hospital. The car became deathly silent as Stan quickly turned into the hospital parking lot. He quickly turned off the car as he and Kenny shot out of the Jeep and into the lobby.

Cartman took his time, slowly unbuckling his seatbelt, relishing in the tortured, pained looks that his "friends" had on their faces. He slowly got out of the car and smoothed out his blue coat. This was going to be a wonderful day.

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Mrs. Broflovski sat in the plastic red hospital chair staring blankly at the swinging hospital doors of the OR. Ike stared sadly at his mother, knowing how hard the fact that Kyle couldn't even remember his own family, hit her.

FLASHBACK

The Broflovski family slowly walked into the ICU room waiting to see what happened to the eldest brother .The main doctor Dr. Kane glanced at the family and shot them a sympathetic look. The doctors parted the way to reveal a bloody bruised Kyle Broflovski.

Both eyes were swollen shut and a large gash ran from his forehead over the left eye and down his cheek. Glass sparkled out of his red curly hair, and stuck out of his lower lip and right forearm. Blood covered his chest, making it hard to discover what happened. His right leg was twisted in an odd angle, obviously broken, while his left knee was swelling out of his jeans. His left wrist was snapped in half, and his neck was in a brace.

Mrs. Broflovski wailed loudly and flung herself onto her motionless boy's body. Mr. Broflovski just staggered backwards and the doctors slowly sat him down into a chair. Ike stared blankly at his brother, feeling tears slowly leak out of his eyes.

Then just like a switch, emerald eyes opened up, and an animal like wail escaped from the redhead's bloody lips. Mrs. Broflovski ripped herself of Kyle and looked worriedly at her son.

Kyle's green eyes looked frantic and confused, like a caged animal. With a screech he tore himself away from his mother and towards the head of the bed. He screamed in pain, yet curled into a ball, eyes wide with fright.

The doctors quickly ran forward and tried to subdue the Jewish teen. The redhead screamed loudly, and jerked his arm away, despite the pain, trying to get free.

"Who are you people!" Kyle cried "WHO ARE YOU!"

With the swiftness of a hawk, Dr. Kane jabbed a needle into Kyle's arm. Kyle cried out in pain, but his screams became softer and slurred. Once he feel asleep, Dr. Kane ran a hand through his brown hair and glanced at the silent family.

"Let's get him into operation now."

The others nodded and slowly wheeled the bed out the door. Dr. Kane kept his eyes on the family until the last nurse left the room.

"I'm so sorry," he began "But, I think the head traumas your son has suffered has caused a serious case of amnesia. The seriousness of his wounds may not allow him to ever get his memory back."

Mrs. Broflovski let out a thin wail and collapsed into her husband's arms. Ike just continued to stare at the place where his brother laid only a few seconds ago.

"But..."

Everyone quickly snapped their gazes on the doctor.

"…With all the wounds that he has sustained, there is a very little chance that your son will live for very long."

And with that Mrs. Broflovski fell onto the floor in a dead faint.

END FLASHBACK

Now Ike was boring holes into the doors, which have yet to open up and reveal Dr. Kane and the fate of his brother. He turned his gaze towards his mother and father. Mrs. Broflovski blank expression wretched at Ike's heart. He knew that his mother blamed herself. She and Kyle had gotten into a big fight which resulted in Kyle grabbing his keys and leaving the house in blind rage.

Mr. Broflovski had a cup of coffee in his hand that was growing cold. He stared at the coffee, slow, silent tear leaking down his face and into the cup.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN I CAN'T SEE HIM!"

Ike's head snapped up at Stan Marsh's loud shout. Whipping his head around him saw Stan, Kenny and Cartman at the front desk. Stan was about halfway over the desk, his hands clenched at the poor man and the front desk's collar. Kenny had his fists about an inch away from the male's face. Cartman just stood there looking totally bored and wishing he was somewhere else.

"I…I. I'm soo...oorry si-r!" the man squeaked , looking scared beyond all belief. "Bu-uut there's nothing I can do!"

Kenny's fist was about to plow into the man's face when Ike ran up and grabbed him from behind. Kenny whirled and glared angrily down at the person that stopped him. When he say it was Ike, his face cleared and looked worriedly at him.

"Ike! Thank God!" Kenny cried. Stan dropped the man and turned quickly to turn to the littlest Broflovski. Ike's eyes filled with tears as he looked imploringly at Stan, holding his arms out slowly.

Almost instantly Stan dropped to his knees and crushed the little boy into his chest. Ike's muffled sobs, mixed with Stan's as the two just stayed there. It was obvious that Ike thought of Stan as another older brother considering all the time he stayed at their house.

They pulled away and Stan wiped a few tears off the little kid's face.

"Hey now, don't cry bud, its going' to be ok." He whispered softly.

"No its not!" Ike cried "Kyle's hurt bad, he lost his memory, he's got namnesia, Mom blames herself, and Dad's not talking."

Cartman could feel himself on cloud 9 when the little Canadian said those words. He walked over and sat down in the chair smiling happily. Kenny shot him a disgusted look before sitting next to him. Stan ushered Ike back to his seat, and was quickly dragged into a hug by the two parents.

Suddenly, the OR door opened up and revealed a disheveled Dr. Kane.

"Mr. and Mrs. Broflovski?" He called out.

Both parents' heads snapped up and they ran over towards the doctor, friends in tow. Dr. Kane's silver eyes were down cast and he ignored the imploring looks.

"I've got some bad news…"

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A/N: CLIFFHANGER! MWHAHAHAHA!

Fox: WOOOOT! Another chappie down!

Zeo: Thank you god!

Fox: I think that this one was ok! Please let me know if I did good or not! Oh and I still need to know if I should do a Stan/Kyle fic or a Kenny/Kyle fic!

Leo: Please review and we will give you cookies!