For you, I'd do anything {GamTav}

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Nobody POV

A young (but not very young) lady walked up to the hospital. She was aided by a red walking cane that- when twisted to the right- opened up into duel blades. She sniffed the area, patches of cream and red appearing in her mostly gray and blurry vision. She had heard of an accident involving a hit and run and wanted to... investigate the cause.

She also recognized the name of the victim as one of her old friends.

Slowly walking up to the front desk, the lady tapped the little metal bell lightly, satisfied when she heard it ding and could sense a body moving closer to where she was. She stared at the small blob of colour as it inhaled, before speaking.

"Good afternoon, Ma'am. What can I do for you?" The person inquired professionally.

"I would like to know where Tavros Nitram is staying, please," The lady replied. "Please make it ASAP, I'm running on a tight schedule." She really wasn't. She just wanted to get out of this place as soon as she could, hospitals triggered painful memories she didn't want to resurface.

"What are your relations with the man?" The person questioned.

"Friend," was the lady's reply after a moment. "I'm one of his friends." The receptionist sighed.

"Give me your name please," they sighed. The lady grinned.

"Terezi," she stared, grinning in glee as she sensed the mans face twist in surprise. "Terezi Pyrope."

"Y-you mean like the law-"

"Yes like the lawyer," Terezi interjected, rolling her non seeing eyes. "Now hurry up and tell me where he is!" She growled impatiently, slamming her forearm on the desk.

"W-well... I was just informed they are actually conducting a PET scan..." they stuttered, nervously awaiting the lawyers reply. "They aren't letting any   visitors come through til' tomorrow..." Terezi huffed and facepalmed before turning on heel and walking away.

"Then I'll see you here tomorrow."

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Another young lady, the same age as the previous one, sat in a small, cushioned, green coloured chair set in the corner of a hospital room. One leg was over the other, her eye gleaming with malicious intent as she stared at the small, cat loving girl in the hospital bed with her chin resting in the palm of her hand.

"So tell me, describe in as much detail as you can, the exact events that lead to you being here," she said with fake concern lacing her voice. The olive eyed girl twiddled her thumbs.

"Well... I was walking home from grocery shopping, when a very dangerous looking figure walked next to me..." she started. "Of course, I was a little paranoid. I kept glancing back at them, and they didn't like that. After a while, they locked eyes with me and grabbed me by the neck... throwing me against the wall and kicking at my back..." tears begun to well in the young girls eyes. "They grabbed a bowling pin from their bag and... and they raised it up... swung it down on my head... I don't remember what happen next..." she finished, sniffing and sobbing. The lady nodded.

"I'm very sorry to hear this Nepeta." The lady wrote some stuff on a clipboard. "Now tell me... what effect has this had on you?" At that sentence, Nepeta broke down into sobs. The lady was forced to use her clipboard to hide her amused smirk.

"Th-they said I m-might not li-live to see the en-end of the year..." she bawled. "Th-the damage is becoming too b-bad! A-and if I s-survive... I'll be p-paralyzed for the r-rest of my li-life!" The lady made a face of fake concern, staring at the olive eyed girl as she sobbed and bawled into her arms.

"I'm so sorry Nepeta..." she cooed. 'No, I'm really not.' Were her thoughts. She finished writing on her clipboard, setting it away and standing up. "Well, I have to go now. I wish that you get better again."

"Thank you for coming out to see me, Vriska," Nepeta yawned out, resting her head on the pillow and falling asleep. Vriska smirked, walking out of the room quietly and closing the door.

"No problem, Nepeta..." she mumbled maliciously.

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Ding dong!

The sound of the door bell woke up Gamzee from his nap.

Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong-

"FOR MOTHER FUCKIN' MESSIAHS SAKE I'M COMING!" Gamzee screamed with a gruff voice, mumbling incoherent profanities under his breath as he shuffled towards his door, violently swinging it open. On the other size was a red haired woman who appeared to be in her early 20's, with bright red sunglasses on and a red and teal business dress. She held in one hand a brief case, and in the other a bright red walking cane.

'She must really like red...' Gamzee thought.

"You are Gamzee Makara, I'm assuming?" The woman spoke, staring up at him blankly.

"Yes... what's it to you lil' Mama?" Gamzee leaned against the doorway, towering over the smaller woman. The woman scowled, shoving him aside and walking into the messy apartment.

"Hey- what the fuck? Did I all up and give you the mother fuckin' right to just enter my home?" Gamzee spat. The lady just continued to stumble to the couch, a scowl deepening on her face.

"Yeah, yeah. Geez would it kill to clean up in? It smells of garbage and sadness in here," she seethed. Gamzee growled at her as she sat down and opened up her laptop, beginning to type away.

"Who in the mother fuck even are you?" He spat, fists clenching together. The woman looked up at Gamzee, brows furrowed together.

"My name is Terezi Pyrope. I'm here to collect information on Tavros' condition and how he ended up the way he did."