Robin was released from the hospital that evening. She was prescribed some painkillers and was told to take it easy, but she was unable to. Not after finding out that one of her best friends was dead.

Everyone cried in the cab on the way back to Robin's apartment. Even Ted and Marshall. They were "bros" to Barney, and a recent rule that was added to "The Bro Code" was that no man should be seen crying. Today was completely different.

In the days after Barney's death, Loretta, his mother, Jerome, his father, and his brother, James, all came to the city to visit Barney for the last time. His body was sent to a funeral home and they were preparing for an October 27th funeral.

The gang, meanwhile, had been acting differently. Everyone took time off from work so they could all grieve together.

On the day of Barney's funeral, everyone came together at the local cemetery to say goodbye to their dear friend. It was a cold, drizzly, and cloudy day. The leaves were falling but the brightest thing at the funeral was a wreath made of colorful flowers with Barney's "awesomely" smiling face in a picture. A sash was around it, saying "Goodbye to a friend".

"Dearly beloved," said the priest. "We are gathered here today because of the passing of a dear friend, Mr. Barney Stinson..."

Not a single eye was dry during the ceremony. Marshall, Ted, and James all read eulogies and then the coffin was lowered into the ground...

After the funeral, a wake was held at MacLaren's. Everyone who worked there all knew Barney, so they were kind enough to provide the wake for free and closed the bar to the general public.

"There are a lot of pretty girls here," commented Ted as he drank from his glass.

No one was noticing. Barney was known to be a womanizer and somehow, word got around that he had died. A lot of women that he had slept with in the past were all there for the wake. Many of them were crying, others were saying mean things.

"I'm so happy he's dead," said one of the women. "He left me stranded in that hotel room where I had to pay for the room!"

"Oh yeah?" said another woman. "He told me he was from the FBI and said it was an order that I had to sleep with him. Then after we were done, he said that he was a Federal Booty Inspector!"

Marshall stifled a giggle from overhearing the woman tell her story.

"Marshall!" shushed Lily. "That's not funny!"

"I can't help it!" Marshall said in a guilty voice. "Barney did some pretty clever things to get women in bed with him."

Ted smiled to himself. "Hey, remember the time when Barney impersonated someone who worked in Victoria's Secret?" he asked fondly. "He pretended to be gay and said he was the bra fitter, but then when he got a few customers, honka honka!" He honked the air, pretending they were part of a woman's chest.

Everyone but Robin thought it was funny.

"I remember!" said Marshall, snickering. "He did that til the workers told him to get out!"

"Okay, I admit, his antics were pretty funny," Lily said, giving in.

Everyone told Barney stories, good and bad, late into the night, until closing time. The gang had gotten one last glass of beer before they called it a night. Before they took their first sips, Marshall raised his glass to a toast.

"To Barney," he began. "Your life was extraordinary when you were here, now make your afterlife extraordinary! Let's hope you're banging chicks up there."

Everyone clanked their glasses together and gulped their beer down. After that, everyone split up and went home.

Robin got to her apartment at 2:25am. She unlocked the door, turned on the lights, and began to get ready for bed. She changed out of her black dress and into pajamas. As she was brushing her teeth, she heard some noises coming from her bedroom. She ignored it because she knew she was the only one there...or was she?

After spitting and rinsing, Robin went into her bedroom and saw that the light was off. Robin simply turned her light on again and went into the living room so she could lock the place up. After coming back, she lied on her bed and closed her eyes. She had not cried since the day Barney died. She didn't know why.

She was nearly asleep when she heard something fall in her room and crash to the floor. Robin's eyes flew open and saw that one of her framed pictures of her with Barney and the gang was on the floor. She got off the bed, picked it up, and put it back where it was. Suddenly, she looked up and saw a silhouette of a man standing in front of her window.

"Who's there?" asked Robin, opening her drawer and pulling out one of her handguns. She slowly turned on her lamp and then she saw something that stunned her.