Chapter 11: Generosity, Discovery, and Tragedy; Part 2

A/N: This chapter is gonna be pretty short but it is VERY necessary, so, enjoy it.

[5 Months Later, about a month from the wedding. Mordecai and Rigby have found a house together, and plan on leaving for Paris in a week]

"Hello, 9-1-1, how may I help you?" the operator asked.

"Help! My husband is lying here bleeding to death! We re at 476 Bauman Street, and I need an ambulance now!" Mordecai shouted into the phone.

"Sir, please stay calm."

"I will not stay calm! My husband is dying! His brother was taken to prison a bit ago, and his suicide note says that he was depressed over it! Gah!" Mordecai exclaimed. He then slammed down the phone and kneeled down by the nearly-dead body.

"Rigby... Stay with me... I need you..."