Thanks for the reviews. Just imagine a teenage female version of Stan and you have Julia, lol. Kobe used Shannon's phone to call Nichole. Anyways, R&R! Keep the suggestions coming as well! Enjoy!

Chapter 39

Stan's POV

"They're dead?" Wendy asks the doctor.

"Julia isn't dead, but Dustin is." The doctor informs us.

"Oh God!" Bebe squeals as she faints in Kenny's arms.

"My son is dead?" Kenny asks as he tears up.

"I'm sorry Mr. McCormick. We did everything we could to save him."

"Well you didn't try hard enough!" Kenny snorts.

"His heart gave out."

"How?"

"The tox screen showed he had a large amount of alcohol and drugs in his system. Cocaine and ecstasy."

"Dude, that doesn't make sense!"

"The crash wasn't even what killed him, his heart stopped before the crash even occurred. He died from an overdose."

"This isn't happening..." Kenny whispers as a tear drops from his eyes. "Can we see him?"

He nods his head. "Yes, I need one of you to indentify his body." Kenny carries Bebe over to a chair and sits her down. The doctor tells him what room Dustin is in and he heads back.

"What's going on with my daughter?" I ask the doctor.

"Our daughter!" Wendy corrects me.

"She has a lot of cuts and bruises. She had to get 22 stitches in her head. She fractured a few ribs. Plus she damaged her spinal cord."

"So what does that mean?"

"She's paralyzed from the waist down. She may never walk again."

"Oh no!" Wendy cries as Cartman comforts her.

"Can we see her?" I ask the doctor.

He nods. "Only two of you may go in at a time. Don't stay long, she needs her rest."

"We'll go in first!" Wendy states referring to her and Cartman.

I look at Susan who nods at me. "Wendy, with all due respect, I have more of right to go in before Cartman. She is my daughter!"

"Who's roof is she living under?"

"Well you did say you wanted her out of your house, remember?" I remind her.

She scowls at me. "I was angry! Besides, she said you were dead to her!"

"She said the same thing to you!"

"I just said that to make you feel better about yourself. She hates you! Besides the last thing Julia wants to see is that bitch or that thing!" She points at Susan and Eli. She grabs Cartman's arm. "Come on baby, we're going in!"

"No you're not!" I say firmly. They look at me in shock. "Either the two of us go in together or you can wait until I come back out!"

Cartman moves closer to me and stares me up and down. "If you think I'm going to leave you alone with MY wife, you're sadly mistaken!"

"Dude, get over yourself and your insecurities! I didn't steal your wife, you stole mine. Clearly you're not the one who has to worry."

"I'm still going in there!" He turns to leave, but I stop him.

"You're going in there over my dead body!"

"That can be arranged!" Cartman threatens.

"ENOUGH!" Wendy stands between us and sighs heavily. "Go ahead and go Stan! You have 5 minutes!"

"Whatever!" I follow the doctor to Julia's room. Once I get in her room, I see she's sleeping. Her head is bandaged and she has cuts and bruises on her face. I sit down next to her, take her hand and start crying. "I'm so glad you're alive…" I whisper.

She opens her eyes and looks at me. "Daddy?"

"I'm here baby…"

She narrows her eyes. "My head hurts…"

I nod. "You got a little banged up in the accident. You had to get stitches."

"Are you mad?"

"About what?"

"I was with Dustin…"

I shake my head. "It doesn't matter now." I kiss her hand.

"Where's mom?"

"She's in the waiting area. She's going to come back with Cartman as soon as I'm done."

"Oh…" She looks at me. "Daddy, I'm sorry…"

"For what?"

"For saying you're dead to me. I didn't mean it."

"It's ok Juju…"

She shakes her head. "No it's not, I shouldn't have said that. You're such a good person and you didn't deserve that. I love you daddy."

"I love you too."

"So how's Dustin?" I look down. "Dad…"

I shake my head. "Dustin didn't make it…"

Julia lets out a huge sigh of relief. "He's not here yet? Why didn't they bring him to the hospital?"

I put my hands on her shoulders. "Sweetie, listen to me. Dustin died…"

She shakes her head and cries. "No he didn't!"

"I'm sorry Juju…"

"This can't be true!" She pulls the blanket back and tries to get up, but I stop her remembering what the doctor said.

"Don't try to get up."

"I have to see Dustin. OW!" She yells as she tries to get up again.

"Juju…"

"Why did they strap my legs to the bed? I can't even move them."

"Your legs aren't strapped to the bed, you're paralyzed from the waist down." I turn and see Wendy at the door. She hugs Julia.

"What did you just say mom?"

"You're paralyzed. You damaged your spinal cord in the accident. You may never walk again…"

"You're lying!" She cries again.

"She's telling the truth Juju!" I tell her gently.

"NO! NO! NO!" She completely breaks down. Wendy and I both hug her. Wendy and I try to assure her that everything will be fine, but she's not ready to hear that so we cry with her.

Kenny's POV

Bebe finally comes to and I give her a cup of coffee. "Thanks…" She tells me as she takes a sip. "I can't believe our oldest son is dead…" She starts to cry.

"I can't believe it either. The car accident didn't kill him."

She raises her eyebrow. "Then what did?"

"His heart stopped. He had a large amount of alcohol, cocaine, and ecstasy in his system."

"Drugs…?"

I nod. "Unfortunately He OD'd."

She wipes her eyes. "It's that little slut's fault!" She looks up and sees Stan coming out to the waiting area and Cartman going back. Bebe rushes towards Stan.

"Bebe, stop!" But, I'm too late.

"You son of a bitch!" She slaps Stan. "My son is dead because of your slut daughter!" She starts choking him.

"It's not her fault!" Stan yells as he tries to get Bebe off of him.

Susan and I pull Bebe off of him. "This isn't the way to handle this! It's not going to bring him back!" I tell her.

"I'm going to make sure your daughter spends the rest of her miserable life in jail!" Bebe tells Stan.

"Julia got hurt too! She's never going to walk again."

"But the BITCH is still ALIVE!" Bebe spits on him.

"Bebe, Kenny, I'm really sorry about Dustin. If there's anything I can do, please just tell me." Stan says genuinely.

"My son is dead and your daughter is still alive! You can't make it the other way around so you can't do shit!" Bebe screams.

"Shh!" I tell Bebe. "This isn't helping…"

"Stan, why don't we go?" Susan whispers to Stan. He nods and grabs Eli.

"Dude, again, I'm really sorry…" He tells me before leaving.

"I want to kill him!" Bebe says through gritted teeth.

"That won't solve anything."

She sits down and starts crying again. "How am I going to tell the kids?"

I sit down next to her. "You're just going to have to be honest. They're old enough to understand."

"I want you to come home with me to tell them. I can't do this without you." She lies her head on my chest and starts rubbing my nipples. What is she doing? I'm so no interested. I look over at Butters who looks pissed.

"Ahem!" I push Bebe off of me. "I can't come to your house."

"Please, I need you to help me tell the kids. For their sake." She looks at me with sad puppy dog eyes. "Please?"

I smile and nod. "Ok, I'll let Butters know."

"I need a ride home, by the way. Ike brought me here."

"I'll talk to Butters." I walk over to him. "Butters-"

"NO!" He cuts me off before I can finish. "I heard you two and the answer is no."

"Come on dude. I'm doing this for my kids."

"You're going to fuck her!"

I shake my head. "No I'm not, I'm not even interested in having sex with her. I only want to have sex with you!" I hug him. "She also needs a ride home…"

Butters rolls his eyes. "I'm not buying it. Well since I'm driving, I'll wait for you to tell the kids, then you'll leave with me."

"Fine."

"Let's go!" He walks over to Bebe. "If you want to fuck him, it's going to cost you…" I hear him tell her. Bebe looks at me confused and I shrug. He has nothing to worry about. I'm not interested in Bebe anymore in any way. I'm all about Butters.