A/N: I finally have a name for this! My ipod was on shuffle the other day, and From First To Last's song Regrets And Romance came on, and I was like "That's a perfect title!" but I switched the words around. I like them better this way.

And I'm so sorry about the lack of chapters these past few days! I haven't been feeling well. But I do now, so enjoy~

Disclaimer: I don't own Gorillaz.

Back inside, 2D took his original seat. He hung his head and closed his eyes, anger and hurt coursing through his veins. He felt heavy footsteps coming his way, and didn't need to lift his head or open his eyes to know it was Russel. No one else walked like that. Russel grunted, trying to fit himself into a seat next to 2D. "'ow's 'e doin'?" "Nearly punched a nurse before they gave him morphine. So pretty much normal."

"Why?"

Russel sighed. "I guess having someone forcibly add pressure and move around your broken nose tends to hurt some people. And said person tends to lash out violently." 2D half-laughed, picturing it. "Did 'ey say 'ow long until 'e can go 'ome?" Russel shrugged. "About two days or so. His nose is broken, but it's seen a whole lot worse." 2D smiled a bit at the memory of how severely Russel had busted up Murdoc's nose when he caught him and Paula doing the nasty in the bathroom.

Russel glanced around, a confused look on his face. "Where's Noods?" 2D's smile vanished, and he scowled. "Outside." Russel's eyes widened. "Why the hell is she out there by herself?" He shrugged. "She can take care of 'erself, an' then some. Yew know tha'." Russel glared daggers. "Yea, of course I know. But she's. My. Baby. Girl." 2D picked up his head, returning his stare. "She's all grow' up now. She doesn' need 'er daddy Russ ta' be breathin' down 'er neck all tha' time."

He wasn't sure if he was defending Noodle, or if he was trying to piss off Russel, who'd wiggled his way out of his seat. He stared down at 2D. "I'm goin' outside to make sure she's alright." He shrugged. "Do wha' yew want." Russel stared at him for a few seconds longer, before making his way outside, nearly running through the automatic glass doors in his impatience.

Noodle circled around the hospital, before finding a dimly lit corner in a flowerbed and taking a seat in it, leaning against the wall and pulling her legs up to her chin. Ben hadn't answered; she was alone emotionally. 2D had run out on her, which drained her emotionally enough as it was. Then Ben, who she was relying on to answer and calm her down, hadn't answered. She buried her face in her knees, fighting back tears. "Why is this happening?" she whispered, talking to the flowers. "I'm a good person. I deserve to be comforted, don't I? At least a little bit…" she bit her lip and held her breath, afraid if she moved wrong, she would begin to cry. And if that happened, she doubted she'd be able to stop anytime soon.

She heard crunching; someone was walking over the bark that was covering the flowerbed. It grew louder, and Noodle balled up her fists. She wasn't in the mood to fight anyone. But the voice caught her off guard. "Baby girl?"

Noodle let her breath out. "Russel." A few more steps closer, and she could feel his presence only a few feet away. He crouched down, and stroked her hair. "What's wrong?" She released her teeth's grip on her lower lip, and lifted her head. "Nothing. It was just a bit crowded in there. I needed to breathe." He sighed. "You sure you're alright?" She smiled. "Yes. Why are you out here?" "You weren't inside, and I got worried. You know I like to know where you are."

Noodle stretched out her legs. "I know. I'm sorry." "You wanna come on back inside?" She hesitated for a minute. "Is 2D mad?" Russel gave her a puzzled look. "Should he be?" She looked down. "No, I just…he was acting weird earlier." Russel shook his head. "He probably ran outta pills or something." She shrugged. "Probably."

He helped her up, and she brushed bark off herself. All the way back to the ER waiting room, Russel kept his arm around her shoulders, trying to be comforting. But she could only remember when 2D had his arms in the exact same place, kissing her. She cast her gaze downward on the way back, watching her feet. She saw the flowerbeds slowly fade away, and were replaced by grass. She watched the grass slowly melt into concrete, and eventually saw the rubber black rectangle in front of the ER automatic door come into view. She looked ahead of her again, and saw that 2D wasn't in the seat he was in earlier that night. In fact, he wasn't in any seat.

"Where's 'D?" She asked, knowing that Russel wouldn't know either. He dropped his arm from around her, and walked up to the same brunette behind the counter who already hated Murdoc, not even knowing him for three minutes. "Excuse me, miss? Me and my friend here were wondering if you've seen our other friend." He didn't bother describing 2D; he was sure she remembered him. How could she forget a blue haired man with black eyes?

"Oh, he went back to see your other friend." She slit her eyes again, obviously not wanting to say Murdoc's name. "Can you tell us which room it is?" The girl rolled her eyes. "Didn't you hear me earlier? Only one person back there at a time." Noodle shook her bangs out of her eyes, in a vain attempt to look somewhat intimidating, and stared at the girl. "Oh, you have the prettiest eyes! I love them!" the brunette smiled sweetly at her. This only irritated Noodle more; she needed to see 2D, and this girl was annoying her.

She grit her teeth. "I need to see Murdoc now." The girl nodded. "You can. After your other friend gets out." Russel cleared his throat. "I'm sorry, you're right. We won't bother you again." He smiled, and the brunette smiled back, a bit smug. "It's quite alright."

He turned and walked back towards their seats, and Noodle followed, staring at him in disbelief. "Russel, what the hell?" He ignored her. "What's she doing now?" She looked over her shoulder; the girl was talking to someone who'd just walked in, asking him his name, his address, what hurt. The usual ER check-in questions.

"She's talking to some guy." Russel smiled before turning around and picking her up, and throwing her over his shoulder. "Russel! Put me down!" "Be quiet, baby girl." Noodle pouted, but obeyed. Russel ran past the girl, who leaned over the counter. "Sir! One at a time!" she called, much too late. Russel had already turned a corner. Once out of sight, he set Noodle back down. "That was a bad example, Noodle girl. Don't do that. Always listen to authority." But Noodle wasn't listening; she was already walking down the hall, looking at the room numbers. "It's 402." Russel had caught up with her; it'd only taken him a few steps.

They walked down the hall until they reached the end, where Noodle looked up at the directory hanging on the wall. But Russel had already turned to the right and began walking. She followed, jogging to catch up. She still trailed behind him a bit, and followed him into a room on the left.

Inside, Murdoc was mumbling something unintelligible. Noodle giggled quietly when she caught sight of the giant bag of morphine hanging on a stand next to him, which was slowly but steadily dripping into a small tube that was connected to an IV that was placed firmly into a vein on Murdoc's arm.

Russel walked over to his bedside. "Hey, Muds." Murdoc simply grumbled in response. "I got Noods with me." he said, gesturing with his hand. Murdoc's eyes followed, and landed on little Noodle, still standing in the doorway. He tried to lift a hand, presumably to wave, but he could only raise it a few inches before it flopped back down onto his bed.

The curtain was partly drawn around him, and Noodle noticed a pair of feet clad with old tattered Converse. Her breath caught; it was 2D. "C'mon in, baby girl." Russel smiled, and she took a few small steps into the room. 2D poked his head out from the side of the curtain, and smiled. "Don' be shy. It's jus' Murdoc. Drugged up like 'ell, bu' still 'im."

Noodle furrowed her brow. He was certainly in a better mood. She took a deep breath before walking into the room and behind the curtain. She was standing next to 2D now, and he smiled up at her goofily. "'ey, luv." She arched a brow. It was a useless action; her hair had fallen back over her eyes when Russel threw her over his shoulder. "Hey."

2D patted an old red chair next to his. "Don' jus' stand there. Make yerself comfy." She sat down, eyeing him the whole time. "Yew doin' okay now?" "I've always been doing okay. You're the one who freaked out and ran away from me." He laughed. "I was…worried 'bout Murdoc 'ere. Though' I'd see if Russ would change places wit' me for a while so I could come an' see 'im." Noodle didn't believe him for a second. Really, 2D worried about Murdoc? Extremely unlikely.

His smile slowly faded. "'ow are yew an' Russ back 'ere? The girl said one at a time." She shrugged. "I was kidnapped." 2D's eyebrows scrunched together. "Wot?" She couldn't help but laugh at his expression. "Russel picked me up and ran past the nurse." "Russ! Wot are yew teaching my lil' luv?" Russel shrugged. "Nothin'. I didn't teach her anythin'. I just picked her up." 2D laughed again.

Noodle tilted her head to the side, confused. He was acting like it was only hours ago, before they had to come to the hospital. She badly wanted to shrug it off and ignore it, but she couldn't. Something wasn't right. What would cause him to go off like that, then go back and pretend nothing happened?

She sighed, and glanced over at Murdoc's drugged up form. He wasn't mumbling now. Or moving, for that matter. If it wasn't for the beeping of his heart monitor, Noodle would've thought he died. Russel noticed her stare, and laughed. "Just knocked out. He'll be fine in a few hours." He glanced up at a small, round clock on the wall above Murdoc's head. "Holy shit, it's almost 5am. You guys wanna go? Murdoc'll be fine here by himself for a while."

2D stretched out his arms. "Yea, le's go. I'm tired as 'ell." He stood up and arched his back, popping it. Noodle hopped up, and rolled her shoulders around a few times. Russel headed for the door followed by 2D, and Noodle trailed after him.

She stared at his back the whole trip back to the Geep. The hell was wrong with him? Russel climbed into the driver's seat, 2D in the passenger, and she had the backseat all to herself. She stretched out, and laid down. She folded her arms behind her head, and closed her eyes.

When she opened them again, she saw her ceiling, and her paper lanterns. What the hell? She sat up quickly, and brought her hand up to her head almost instantly; the fast movement made her light headed. "'ey, luv. Yew alright?" Her head snapped to the left. 2D was sitting on a chair next to her bed, an elbow on his knee, and his chin resting in his hand.

"Yew okay?" Noodle rubbed her eyes. "Yeah, I'm fine." He smiled. "Good. Yew fell asleep pretty fas' on tha' ride 'ome." She blushed. "Sorry." He shook his head. "Don' be. I got ta carry yew all way up 'ere, and tuck yew in." Her blush only deepened. He'd put her to bed?

He noticed her blush, and if he didn't know any better, he would've thought he swallowed about a thousand live butterflies. He watched as she began fidgeting with her blanket. "Yew sure yer alright?" She smiled. "Yes, 'D. I'm sure."

He smiled somewhat sheepishly. "Jus' wanna make sure."

"I'm okay. Don't worry. It's been a long day for you, too. Go to bed." She didn't mention that her little heart might give out from beating too fast if he stayed, watching her sleep. He sat back, reassured. "If yew insist, me lady." He stood up and gave a slight bow, before leaving her room, throwing a smile at her over his shoulder as he closed to door.

Fun fact: There was a lemon-type thing at the end of this. But I took out, out of embarrassment. This was the chapter I was going to introduce Ben or something, but I got distracted, and my train of thought changed. But I promise, the next chapter will be long and Ben-filled. Actually, now that I think about it, I don't really like that name anymore. Too late now. So yeah. There you guys go. Review? :D