Because I was asked to do d'Artagnan's POV from the previous story.

Also, giving you guys a heads up. Man's Best Friend and One Shot Family Universe stories might be on the short side and not updated as much as I want. Classes started back up but I will do what I can since I'm one of those that if they get a story in their head, they have to write it out so it goes away and I can then concentrate on my homework.

d'Artagnan couldn't believe his eyes when he saw his Master suddenly fall to the side when he heard a loud bang and the color of red suddenly flowed on the ground. Why wasn't his master moving? He whined as he nudged Athos hand and licked all over his face to wake him up. Athos needed to get up and help Aramis and Porthos cuff the people they were after. He looked up when another officer that arrived on the scene and knelt down next to Athos. He whined, hoping the officer knew he wanted him to help his Master since he wasn't waking up.

"We have a man down. I repeat we have a man down!"

d'Artagnan went back to whining and licking Athos face, hoping to wake him up but Athos just laid there. He thought he saw an eye open but he was sure so he did the only thing he could so. He laid his small body over his Masters chest, protecting him until help arrived. He lifted his head when he heard sirens and knew his Master will now be okay but he didn't want to move. He suddenly felt someone lift him up off Athos and looked up to see the officer that called for help.

"Come on boy. Let the paramedics take a look."

No way was he going to be separated from Athos in his time of need. That's not what a dog does. They stay with them and that's what he was going to do, so he did what he does best and bit the man on the hand in hopes of him letting him go so he could go with Athos, who was now being loaded up on a stretcher.

"Ouch. He bit me!"

"Sorry about that."

He looked over and saw Porthos walking over to them and, since he didn't mind being in his arms, he practically wiggled his way into Porthos open arms. Porthos won't take him away from Athos and without knowing he started to whine and shake.

"Hey now. Calm down d'Artagnan. We'll follow right behind them and we'll wait together."

He let himself be carried over to a cop car where Aramis was just getting in the driver seat and Porthos got in the passenger seat with him sitting in his lap. He watched as the ambulance drove off and Aramis followed right behind, just like Porthos said. He didn't like to be far from Athos when he was hurt so he started to cry, wanting to be there when Athos was better. He wanted to be there so Athos didn't get scared when he woke up.

The car finally stopped behind the ambulance when they reached the hospital and just could sit still as Porthos got out of the car and walked behind the men who wheeled Athos inside. Soon he would be able to see Athos but that feeling was shattered when he heard a man wearing a white coat say he wasn't allowed in. Not allowed in? Didn't this man know this was his Master and needed him there? He heard Aramis talk to someone on the phone and then Porthos walked over to a light pole and pulled out his leash to tie him to it.

"You need to listen to me, d'Artagnan. We're going to have to tie you up out here until our friend comes to pick you up," Aramis said as he followed them.

When he watched the two men walk into the hospital he sat down and cried, not wanting to be alone outside. He wanted his Master. He wanted Athos. Biting at his leash he was determine to get free and walk in there on his own. He didn't know how long he's been there but he was actually making progress with the leash when a car pulled up and Constance came out. He remembered her from the many times she came over for the rent or just to see him.

"Oh d'Artagnan. They said no dogs allowed," she said, picking him up. She petted him on the head and opened up her large purse she had. He felt himself being lowered into this purse and moved around, trying to figure out what was going on. "Stop moving or else you can't see Athos," he heard her say. He stopped at the word Athos and stayed still. He could hear everything going on and then his ears perked up when heard Athos voice."

"Where's d'Artagnan?"

"Why thank you for asking Athos. Aramis and I are just fine," Porthos laughed.

"Hospital won't let dogs in," Aramis said. "We had to call in a friend to help us out."

"And you owe said friend," Constance said.

He felt the purse being set down on something and he couldn't hold in his excitement any longer. He started whine and move around, wanting out, when Constance lifted him out of the purse and walked him over to Athos.

"d'Artagnan," Athos said, holding his arms out.

"Was it hard to get him in?" Porthos asked.

"Not at all," she said. "I can help out as long as you need me too."

d'Artagnan ignored all the talking and focused on Athos as his Master grabbed him out of Constance's arms. He started to lick Athos all over his face, so happy to see his Master awake and actually looking better. When Athos set him down he noticed the white bandage around his side and whined as he pawed at it, wanting to know if he was really okay.

"It's alright now. I'm going to be alright."

Well, if Athos said he was going to be alright, then he was going to be alright. Walking over his lap, he laid down, curling into a ball, and watched the door for anyone that dare harm his Master.