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BRENDON'S POV

It's been about 3 days now since Ryan, Patrick, Joe, and Andy had passed through. Pete's been in and out of consciousness from blood loss, so I've been pretty lonely.

Pete woke up for a couple seconds about half an hour ago, but that was about it. The doctor walked in just now, though.

"Mr. Urie?" The doctor said. I glanced up at her.

"Yeah? That's me."

"Ah, well, I'm Doctor Williams. Mr. Wentz here should be waking up very soon. When he wakes up he'll be taken in to get fitted for a prothetic arm. His blood flow is now normal, so you don't need to worry a bit." Dr. Williams smiled.

"Thanks, I appreciate it." I mumbled. Pete stirred before opening his eyes. He looked around for a quick second before sitting straight up with a panicked look in his eyes.

"Did Patrick make it back safely?" Was the first thing he said.

"Pete, I don't know.. The portal is closed and we have no way of communicating with them now." I hated to break that to him, but he's not the only one who has someone who crossed over. I lost Ryan and I don't know if I'll ever see him again. 

Dr. Williams looked at us confusedly. "Anyways, Peter, we need to get you fitted for a prosthetic so I'll have a nurse help you into a wheelchair and get you to the fitting room, alright?"

Pete nodded slowly with his head down. I could see tears dripping onto his hospital gown and I knew they were because of Patrick. All he wants is to go home and be with his friends and boyfriend, and I'll do whatever it takes to get him there.

-IN AMERICA-

3RD POV

Benzedrine almost cried at the sight. The arm of his lover laid at the exit of the portal. Sandman didn't make it through. He was still stuck in the normal world with Brendon.

"Horseshoe and Donnie, I need you to go to my house and go down into the lab. There should be a large jar with a murky, bubbly green liquid in it. I need you to get that as well as a bag just from the kitchen. Bring it all back here." Benz ordered them.

"Got it, Doc." Donnie nodded and ran off with Horseshoe.

Ryan had millions of questions. He had only been told the minimum of what this world really was and who they really were, so everything confused him. He wouldn't ask though. Patrick, or Benzedrine, is going through a lot right now.

As bad as Benzedrine feels, the guilt of letting his own problems take over and not think about how Ryan is dealing with the same problem eats away at him.

A few minutes later, Horseshoe and Donnie arrive back at the entrance, handing Benzedrine the items. He stuck his hand in the bag and bent over to pick up the arm and quickly put it in the jar containing the liquid.

Ryan stared questioningly. "It's a preserving liquid I created. When Sandman gets here, I should be able to reattach it with some wiring and some metal rods." Benz explained quietly.

The music from the carousel slowly began to fade to silence as the sky darkened. The three Suitehearts sighed. "Nighttime." Donnie exhaled.

"Ryan, can you go with Donnie or Horseshoe tonight? I need some time to think.." The doctor asked. Ryan nodded.

"Of course, I'll just go with Donnie. I get that you need space. See you tomorrow, alright?" The tallest set his hand on Benz's shoulder before walking off with Donnie and Horseshoe.

Benzedrine walked home alone and set his hat on the counter. He trudged down to his lab and opened his laptop.

Benzedrine: We have to publicly announce our reappearance tomorrow.

Horseshoe: this is gonna suck without sandman

Donnie: I agree with horseshoe. How will we get back sandman and brendon?

Benzedrine: I'm working on it, Donnie. I'm gonna stay up tonight to try and find a way.

Horseshoe: dont stay up too late and fall back into your old habits, benz

Benzedrine: I know, Horseshoe. Just for tonight I'm staying up but then I'll take your advice.

Benzedrine shut his laptop and went into his late night working. He fell asleep around 5 am, with no Sandman to tell him to go to sleep earlier and put him to bed anyways.

NEW CHAP OK SO I HONESTLY JUST WANTED TO GET THIS OUT ALSO WRITING THE PART WHERE BENZ HAD TO PICK UP PETES ARM WAS RLLY UNCOMFORTABLE SO I HOPE YALL ARE HAPPY FOR WHAT THIS CHAPTER DID TO ME ANYWAYS B Y E YALL

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