Cigarette Daydreams

special episode

//This is for Eddie and anyone who was devastated by his death. also the song steve plays in this is by djo who is joe keerey//

His eyes slowly opened and all he could see was a blurry light above him, all he could hear were muffled voices. 

Eddie was alive, he'd been dragged to the hospital after Steve found him barely breathing, but he was holding on by a thread.

Next too him was Dustin, Steve and Nancy. Nancy and Steve were mumbling about him being in a coma, Dustin was next to him holding his hand and sleeping peacefully. He looked over at Dustin and smiled a little bit "It's my year" he croaked out and rubbed circles into the boys hand. Dustin woke up to the sensation and started to sob at the sight of Eddie smiling at him "EDDIE" he exclaimed and threw his arms around the other "be careful kid I'm in rough shape." Dustin sobbed and held onto him while Steve and Nancy ran to find a doctor. 

A doctor entered the room and checked all his vitals to make sure he wouldn't fall back into a coma, Eddie was advised to not walk for at least two weeks due to how bad his injuries were. "Looks like we made it didn't we big boy?" He said to Steve and took a shaky breath, Steve nodded and smiled "that's right- we made it-" he teared up and sat in the chair next to his bed. "Dustin give us the room okay?" Dustin did as he was told and left the room shutting the door behind him.

"Hey, Harrington, look at me" Eddie said and sighed. Steve looked up only to be met with the face of a fighter, Eddie had cuts on his face and his neck looked worse than Steve's. 

"Listen.. Eventually the police are gonna stroll through that door claiming I'm a murderer and they'll take me away as soon as they can. I mean I'm already handcuffed to the bed.. So I've got something I want you to do for me okay? First I want you to go to my place and get my guitar, then I want you to learn to play her, and when you can..." he sniffled "come and play me some music in prison... because even if I'm found not guilty I've still got that Grand Theft Auto thing" he laughed and looked up at him with his big, teary doe eyes.

"I will Munson- Just make sure you say alive long enough for me to play you a shitty song."

~1 year later~

Steve walked into the prison with a guitar case and sat at a table and waited for Eddie to come out. Steve looked different, his hair was shoulder length and he had a mustache as well as growing smile lines. Eddie walked out in an orange tracksuit, he looked different too. his hair was longer and messier but he kept himself clean shaven aside from the stuble that was growing on his chin. "Harrington!" he smiled and jogged over to hug him, he carried himself a bit odd after having most of the muscle in his right thigh torn out, Steve stood and accepted the hug gratefully "I missed you man.." Steve's shoulder was starting to get wet from Eddie crying "alright that's enough" a guard said and they pulled away. 

They sat across from each other, Steve pulled out the guitar and leaned it against his chest "I've been working on this new song and I think I'm gonna call it Cheatue, wanna hear it?" Eddie nodded and sat and watched as the only man he's ever loved played him music, keeping his promise that he'd play Eddie's guitar for him.

~9 years later, 1996, May 13, Eddie's 30th birthday~

Eddie hadn't been in society for ten years but right next to him was Steve, ready to take him home for the first time in ten years. "Welcome home Munson" Steve said and opened the door to Steve's house which was now home to the two of them. He flipped on the light and everyone jumped up and yelled surprise! It was a birthday party for Eddie since it was his first year out of prison, Steve wrapped an arm around the others waist "Welcome home Eddie."