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Waylon held his poor son close to his chest. Trying to warm up the boy and stop him from crying. Waylon had totally forgotten that Murkoff was stalking him and artisan in the surrounding woods.

"hey, hey, its okay. I am here." Waylon comforted his son.

"Noah, do you know where mom and Aidan are?" Waylon asked, desperately hoping they were alive somewhere, but a feeling deep inside told him otherwise. His stopped crying for a moment, sniffling through his thick tears.

"when they came to take us mom hid us upstairs. We heard a loud noise down stairs and while they were taking us away mom was on the floor." Noah managed to get out before bursting into tears again. Waylon was about ready to cry too imagining what his poor kids went through without there mother or him. He had to be strong though, for his son.

"wheres – wheres Aidan?" Waylon asked, keeping his voice strong and steady as much as he could.

"t-they put us in a dark room without food. I tried to take care of him, but he fell asleep and didint wake up. They took him away." Waylon poor son cried into his chest. Waylon was having his own trouble keeping himself together. Only till he heard a noise behind him did he crush down his sadness. Ready to kill who ever would dare threaten his son. Waylon relaxed when he saw that it was artisan coming up to them.

"goddammit Waylon." artisan came up angrily panting.

"why the hell did you run off like-" artisan started before he saw the sad ball of crying child in Waylons arms. Waylon looked away from artisan to back toward his son. Still trying to comfort the young child.

"is he from the town?" artisan asked gently.

"no. … hes my son." Waylon said quietly. He never expected to ever say those words again since that file back in mount massive.

"we better get him back and-" artisan said before Waylon interrupted him with a roar.

"NO!" Waylon snapped with the pure fury and protection of a parent.

"i have absolutely no idea how Eddie will react to finding out the last bit of my family from my old life is still alive. I have no idea what Eddie will do to him with his obsession of starting his own family." Waylon yelled protectively.

"then what do you suggest?! We just leave him here?!" artisan exclaimed.

"no, ill find somewhere else to stay with him." Waylon snapped angrily.

"WHERE?! THE TOWN IS GONE! you have no where to go, but our hiding place. Stay here and he'll definitely die!" artisan snapped back. Waylon paused, thinking through his limited to basically only option.

"listen, I know Eddies criminal record and hes never harmed a child. Or even had any violent tendency toward children or women WITH children. We will introduce him slowly. If he does something you, me and Beth can stop him. Alright?" artisan explained. Waylon hesitantly nodded, getting help from artisan to stand. Waylons poor son going quiet as he fell asleep against Waylons shoulder as he was carried along.

"need help carrying him?" artisan asked.

"no." Waylon snapped a little. After so long of thinking him gone it felt like a miracle holding his son again.

Upon reaching the gas station, Waylon froze as they approached. Artisan could see on Waylons face how he was feeling inside.

"ill go in and get Beth so we can talk out here. Stay here, okay?" artisan said, waiting till after Waylon nodded to retrieve Beth. A silent minute passes before Beth walked out with artisan.

"Aww, hes adorable." Beth said as she saw the now awake Noah in Waylons arms, clutching Waylons shirt in his hands.

"how old are you?" she asked the shy Noah.

"six." he mumbled out nervously.

"only six? Your pretty big for a six year old." Beth smiled, getting a small smile back from Noah. waylon had to wipe some water from his eyes. Last time he saw his sons smile was 6 months ago before he left to work at mount massive.

"ready to see Eddie?" artisan said. Waylon sniffled a bit as he finished wiping his tears dry before nodding. They all went in, Waylon sitting on the couch holding his son. Artisan standing near by and Beth going to fetch Eddie.

Waylon nervously sat there tapping his foot repeatedly on the broken tiled floor. The wait seeming like hours just made Waylon think about leaving more and more. Beth returned with Eddie and a blanket to help warm up Noah.

Eddie stood at a distance, surprised to see waylon with a young child. Artisan kept close watch on Eddies body language for anything threatening. If he had too he would tackle Eddie. Waylon wrapped Noah up into the blanket before gesturing Eddie to sit on the couch. Eddie slowly approached before carefully sitting on the couch. With artisan still hovering near Eddies shoulder.

" … so hes yours?" Eddie asked.

"yes." Waylon answered. Eddie was going through a million questions in his head. Beth told him how Waylon was right now. He was doing his best in trying not to scare Waylon away or say something that could up set him more.

"... can I help somehow?" Eddie asked.

"you can warm up some soup. Hes very hungry." Waylon said. Eddie nodded before heading off to heat up some soup. Waylon sat down Noah to sit between him and the end couch arm.

Eddie returned and gave Waylon the bowl, still keeping his distance. Waylon mixed up the bowl a bit for his son to help it cool a little.

"whats that?" Noah asked.

"its deer soup." Waylon smiled.

"you killed Bambi?" his son asked sadly. Giving Waylon a sudden chuckled at the innocent question. Eddie was also smiling at the other end of the couch after hearing Noahs comment.

"no, no, its not Bambi." Waylon chuckled and wiped some tears from his eyes.

"its the bad deer." Waylon said, as he held out a spoonful.

"oh." Noah said before eating the spoon full. Soon he was eating more at a quick pace emptying the bowl in a short time.

"should I get more?" Eddie asked.

"no, he just needs to rest now. Hes been through a lot." Waylon said as he rubbed Noahs back as he fell asleep in his fathers arms.

"... how old is he?" Eddie asked, carefully scooting closer.

"his names Noah, and hes six." Waylon said, nervousness growing a little as Eddie got closer.

"will he be alright?" Eddie asked with concern.

"yeah, he'll be alright now. Just need to make sure he gets a lot of food and water in him." Waylon said as he rubbed his sons back. The exhaustion that had been building up inside of him for the past few hours were now beginning to kick in. the only thing keeping it back was the adrenaline from finding his son and the fear of a negative reaction from Eddie.

"tired?" Eddie asked. Waylon slowly nodded. He was, but he was also still nervous of what Eddie mite do. Artisan seemed to catch it and sorted out a plan to get Eddie away for a while.

"Eddie, since Waylon has his son we cant check on the camp. So you'll have to take his place with me." artisan said. Eddie looked from artisan back to Waylon and returned it back to artisan with a nod. He got up and slowly followed artisan out of the building, watching Waylon as he left. Waylon let out a mixed sigh of relief and exhaustion.

"do you want to sleep on the couch or your normal spot?" Beth asked. Waylon thought for a moment on it. The couch was softer, but the normal spot behind the counter meant Waylon noticed more going around him.

"ill sleep in my normal spot." Waylon said as he achingly got up from the couch. Beth gave him a few extra blankets and pillows to let his son lay on. Instead of having him be on the hard floor. The moment woke Noah up from his nap. He looked up at his dads face as he set him down to set up the "bed".

"what happened to your face?" Noah asked. Waylon looked at him and gave him a small smile.

"i got hurt a lot while running away from the bad guys." Waylon explained.

"is that what happened to the boogeyman?" Noah asked.

"boogeyman? You mean Eddie?" Waylon asked with a raised brow.

"the one with the lots of cuts and stuff." his son tried to explain.

"that's Eddie, and yeah. They did a lot of bad things to him to. He helped me get away and saved me a few times." Waylon smiled a little.

"what kind of things?" his son asked, causing Waylon to freeze for a moment. Memory's of experiments, torture, and fighting going through his mind.

"... a lot of painful things. Like what Aidan and you went through." Waylon said sadly.

"oh." Noah looked sadly toward the ground.

"yeah, he went through a lot. So don't call him boogeyman, alright?" Waylon said, getting a nod from his son.

"good. Now lets go to bed." Waylon said as he tucked his son into bed.

Barker watched as the life was drained dry from the soldier impaled on his sword. Shocking him till the strong smell of burnt skin stained the air. When the soldier finally turned a crispy black he tossed him to the side. The body landing with a thud into other burnt black bodies.

After Barker had dawned the Armour he went on a psychotic rampage. He refused to speak and anyone attempting to speak was painfully killed. The last full soldiers tried to defend themselves. Throwing grenades, shooting him with endless amounts of bullets. Nothing had any effect on him or the amour. Charles managed to escape off into the woods as Barker slaughtered his whole team.

The remaining soldiers weren't so lucky, being trapped with Barker inside the fort. He stalked around the camp with the loud sound of his foots steps being the only thing filling the air. He walked over bodies, crushing them like twigs or even kicking some out of the way.

Despite being fried on his sword being an excruciating death, it wasint the worst. He still very much remembered his love of eyes. If he thought he even remotely loved your eyes hed hold you down with the strength of elephant and carefully slice the eyes from your skull. When he was done hed toss you about the camp like a rag doll. Then leave you lying somewhere to die from your agonizing injury of multiple broken bones and punctured organs.

"WHERE ARE THEY?!" he suddenly roared in the middle of camp. Any soldiers left absolutely refused to come out or even glance on what the hell Barker was doing.

"ANSWER ME!" Barker roared again. When everyone refused to come, Barker switched on the heat vision built into the right eye screen. He spotted a group hiding in a truck. He walked over before punching through the truck door and yanking it of the hinges. Terrifying the soldiers enough to freeze them in place.

"WHERE ARE THEY?!" he yelled at the three soldiers frozen on the opposite side of the truck. None of them answered, agitating Barker even more. He grabbed one solider and smashed him through the windshield.

"WHERE ARE THEY?!" he repeated.

"t-t-their b-by the river." one solider just stuttered out to appease Barker.

Artisan and Eddie had been watching the entire thing. Not at all surprised to see that Barker had just finally snapped. Entirely attacking his team with fresh bodies left an right. Both had to cover there mouth and noses from the burnt skin smell that hung thickly around the air.

"we better get back." artisan said.

Barker was about ready to kill the last soldier in the truck as they both failed to give "satisfactory directions to them" as Barker put it. Until he spotted two bodies of heat walk off into the forest. He let out a deep growl in the suit before leaving to hunt the two down.

Waylon awoke early the next morning to Noah missing from the "bed". He got up in a panic till he noticed artisan out of the corner of his eye. Artisan knew what Waylon was looking for and pointed toward the couch in the back room. Waylon immediately went to see. Finding Noah sleeping on Eddies chest as he slept on the couch. Waylon let out a sigh of relief knowing Noah was still okay.

"eddies been acting pretty well around him. Nothing aggressive or concerning. He fed him a bowl of soup earlier and they played some tic tac toe." artisan said.

"alright, that's good." Waylon said, not entirely happy he wasint able to supervise, but still happy that Eddie wasint reacting negatively. Waylon took some deep breaths to relax before sitting at the counter.

"stressed?" artisan asked.

"yeah. Ive been thinking about things recently." Waylon said.

"like what?" Waylon asked.

"like if we live and after this is all over. Where will we go? Ill need a job online. Living anywhere with neighbors is basically a train wreck waiting to happen." Waylon said.

"mm, well, I do have a second house in Wyoming. Out in the country with lots of land and absolutely no neighbors. You could live there till you get on your feet and just pay utility basically or move to someplace else when your ready." artisan offered.

"that'd be fucking great." Waylon said, fully meaning the words. At least they had an idea of where they could go now.

"good, anything thing else weighing on you?" artisan asked.

"... could you … adopt my son?" Waylon asked, causing artisan to almost choke on his spit.

"what, why? Don't trust Eddie?" artisan asked.

"no, I do, but … just look at us. Do you really expect no one to call in a case of domestic abuse of some sort or even child protective services if we drop Noah off at school or take him to the park? That's not even taking into consideration the need for parent teacher meetings." Waylon said. Artisan nodded, Waylon was right that people would be incredibly judgmental of there mass scars.

"ill take him. Maybe if I found a near enough house we could be "neighbors"." artisan said. Waylon nodded with a slight smile.

"would be nice. Id love to stay with him, or at least see him everyday if I can." Waylon said. Artisan nodded in agreement.

Both paused when they heard a loud thudding noise repeating over and over, getting louder each time.

"what is that?" Waylon asked.

"don't know. I don't recognize it. … whatever it is, its getting closer."

"get everybody up." Waylon said as he got up to wake up Eddie and Noah. While artisan went to wake up Beth.

"Eddie, get up!" Waylon said shaking him. Eddie was startled awake, soon noticing why we was so abruptly awoken. They all rushed to the window to see what was causing the noise.

"shit, its Barker." artisan said, as they saw him approach in full on devil armor.

"that's Barker?!" Waylon explained.

"he went on a rampage on his camp last night. Its all gone now with piles of bodies left and right. He must have followed us back somehow." Eddie said.

"we have to leave." artisan said.

"where will we go?" Beth asked.

"there's a quarry near by. We can lose him there in the area or at least in the tunnels." artisan said as they quickly grabbed what ever supplys they could. They ran out as soon as they could, following artisan out toward the quarry. Eddie carried the heavy bags and guns, while Beth held the food and bottled water, and Waylon carried Noah.

"here's the entrance. Be extremely careful on the walk. There's holes and years of rust on it." artisan said as they reached the thin metal walking ramp that lead deep down into the quarry crater. Everyone nervously headed down with Eddie needing to be extra careful with his weight. Everywhere he stepped there was a creek or a groan from setting his weight down with each step.

The whole ramp rattled when a massive weight dropped onto it. They all looked back to see Barker had landed onto the walk. His massive weight stressing the bolted side of the walk so much it began to snap the bolted metal off the wall. The whole walk drifted off from the wall it was once attached to and slowly threatened to twist the piece enough to snap it off.

They all bolted to the end of the ramp to get off as soon as possible. The ramp snapped off the end the only think holding it it up. Everyone had made it to the safer part except Barker. The broken ramp slammed into the quarry side giving Barker the chance to stab one of his knifes into it to save himself. Seeing Barker survive the lethal fall the group continued running down the ramp.

"there's a building up ahead that leads into the caves. We just gotta make it inside." artisan yelled out as they ran toward the large building built into the quarry wall.

With barkers immense strength in the suit he was able to get back on the ramp in seconds. He chased down the group and just managed to grab artisans shirt collar as he was the last to head through the door. Barker yanked him out of the door way and tossed him off the quarry edge.

Barker watched as artisan fell, crashing into a small ledge jutting out from the side before landing into the deep freezing water at the bottom. A minute passed before artisan resurfaced. Coughing in pain. Hitting the small ledge broke his fall enough to let him survive the long fall. But not without obtaining broken ribs along with possibly a broken shoulder.

Barker let out a deep growl of anger after seeing artisan survive, but he still had the others to finished. He would come back for artisan after the others were taken care of. He smashed the door to the side off its hinges. Following the obvious heat signatures around the dark cold building.

"fuck, he got artisan." Beth panted as they stopped against the wall to catch there breath.

"we have to split up." Waylon said.

"no." Eddie disagreed.

"if we stay together he'll just kill us off easier." Waylon argued.

"and if we split he'll pick us off one by one!" Eddie snapped.

"waylon right. If we split he'll have to choose one of us and it'll at least give us a head start in getting into the tunnels." Beth agreed. Eddie growled in dissatisfaction with this. They all went silent as Barker approached.

"ill go this way!" Beth said before running off. Waylon and Eddie both looked at each other, saying there silent good byes in one look.

"be careful darling." Eddie spoke sadly.

"you too." Waylon replied with worry before running off down another tunnel.

Barker paused as he watched his prey separate, considering who to maim first. He decided to go for the one who started this entire mess. Waylon, the one who sent out information on there organization, the one who killed Blair, the one would destroyed mount massives project and the years of research. The one who also ruined barkers eye collection.

The last remembrance of Waylons crimes fueling the black fire of vengeance in barkers skull. He was going to make Waylon suffer immensely. First by taking the last of his family's eyes as he watched helplessly.

Waylon ran through the tunnels, stopping against a wall to quickly catch his breath. His chest was beginning to hurt from the thick dusty air.

"daddy?" Noahs small voice said shakily. Waylon gently shushed him, holding him tightly in his arms to try and comfort his son. Waylon peaked around the corner to look out for Barker. Getting a nasty surprise as he saw barkers blade swinging at him. He ducked just in time as barkers blade smashed through the wall.

Chunks of concrete wall and rubble flying across the room. When the dust cleared Waylon made a run for it. Followed closely by a enraged Barker.

"YOU RUINED EVERYTHING!" Barker roared at Waylon down the halls. Eddie meanwhile had heard barkers rampage after Waylon, skidding to a halt. He sped off back the way he came from to find waylon.

Meanwhile artisan had finally been able to climb up the steep shore of the quarry. His shoulder and chest being in immense pain from the movement of swimming. He took a few quick small breaths to keep from harming his chest. He paused when he noticed someone running in the quarry. It definitely wasint Waylon or Beth or anybody from his group.

He sped walked over to find the person. Managing to catch up and grab them by the back of the shirt. The random stranger turned out to be Charles. Upon seeing artisan, Charles had a mass mental break down. Turning into a pure sobbing mess on the floor.

"pleasedonthurtme. Iswearillneverworkformurkoffagian. Justletmegoplease." he sobbed uncontrollably on the floor. Artisan barely understood what he said as first.

"shut up!" artisan snapped so he could actually hear himself think over the sobbing.

"how do I stop Barker in that suit?!" artisan snapped down at Charles. Charles managed to pull himself together enough to get some words out.

"he should have died already. No ones ever lasted more then a few minutes." Charles got out before beginning to break down again.

"hey, hey, stay with me. Is there a way to beat him or not?!" artisan said. Trying to keep Charles together long enough to get answers.

"there's some tubing over the spine that holds the painkiller. If you puncture it, it'll force the rest out. It should lead to a fast collapse of his body." Charles managed to speak. Artisan released Charles from his grip to go help his group running in the mines.

Waylon had been running left and right down tunnels to escape barkers wrath. So far it was becoming a death trap for Waylon and his son. Waylon stopped against a wall, wheezing from lack of air and sucking in thick clouds of rubble dust.

His body was starting to shut down from all the stress he was putting on it. He legs in excruciating pain from non-stop running. His lungs felt on fire from the irritating air. His vision blurring in and out of focus or doubling his vision. Waylon knew he had to look around the corner for Barker, but every time he did Barker was always right there.

He went to look, getting knocked back when Barker slammed through the wall. Waylon landed on the floor, his body freezing in pain as he protected Noah from falling concrete chunks. Waylon stayed on the floor, his legs too numb to cooperate in getting up to run. Barker raised up his sword to finish off Waylon and all Waylon could do is protect his son. As a father it was the least he could do before he died.

Before Barker could bring down his lethal blow of electric blade he was struck in the head by a large chunk of wall rubble. Barker turned around with a growl to face Eddie standing there. Eddie tosses another chunk right into barkers face, capturing his full fury.

Waylon saw what Eddie was doing and painfully got to his feet to run. Barker hadint noticed as he closed in on Eddie. He swiped at Eddie with one blade, missing just by a hair as Eddie stepped back.

Eddies wounded leg couldn't have lock up at a worser time. He dodged the first swipe, but wasint so lucky on the second. The air was knocked out of him as he got a full stomach of the bladed sword that slammed him into the ground. He had no way to escape with the sword having pinned him to the floor through his stomach.

Waylon stopped in his tracks when he saw what happened. He was about to run back when Beth caught his attention. Eddie wasint the only one to hear barkers rampage.

"take him and run." Waylon said quickly as he handed over Noah. He didint want his son to be in harms way as he ran back.

"hey!" Waylon yelled, grabbing barkers attention off the impaled Eddie. When Barker looked back toward Waylon he got a face full of rock. The loud sound of something on his mask cracking. The bright eye that picked up heat flickered before slowly dimming as it was too damaged from the blow to work.

Barker let out a deep growl as he charged at Waylon. Waylons eyes went wide before he bolted down a tunnel to lead Barker away. Eddie was left alone to try and free himself from the pinned sword in his stomach.

Blood poured from the wound, causing Eddie to turn pale and exhausted. He tried repeatedly to remove the sword, but it wouldn't budge. Besides being pinned deeply into concrete the sword easily weighed around 200 pounds. Eddie stopped to catch his breath, surprised by artisan running up.

"god damn." artisan said in shock, seeing the sword through Eddies gut. He removed his jacket to add some sort of protection to the wound. It helped stop what ever little amount of blood Eddie left from pouring out.

"g-go help Waylon." Eddie stuttered a little angrily as artisan stopped to help him. Artisan nodded after he helped Eddie as much as he could. Running off in the direction Eddie pointed. Artisan knew with that wound he had a low chance of survival.

Waylon bolted down the halls, dodging the rubble as Barker charged recklessly through one wall after another. Waylon ran into a mining area and hid behind one of the large carts. Catching his breath while Barker trudged through to look for him. With the heat sensor broken Barker had to now rely on his regular sight.

Waylon grew tense as he prepared himself to run when he heard barkers heavy foot steps come closer and closer to the cart. He was only a few feet away when his attention was caught by artisan throwing rocks at his back. Waylon peeked out to see what was going on.

"break the tubing on his back!" artisan yelled at Waylon. Waylon looked from artisan to Barker, spotting the obvious line of tubing going along the spine. Waylon grabbed a nearby rock and slammed it into the tubing. Out poured the bright neon blue painkiller that collected into the dirt.

Barker swung his other sword back. Just missing Waylon with his sword smashing into the huge metal cart. Denting it into a little folded lump with it flying off into the wall. Waylon knew better then to stay in the room after that. He dodged around Barker to meet up with artisan.

"we got rid of his painkiller. So it should be a matter of time before his body just gives up." artisan said to Waylon as they ran.

Already the lack of pain killer was become obvious to Barker. The parts drilled into his legs and chest had shredded through all the tissue. Muscles far too damaged to handle the weight of running with the parts any longer. The pain killer was the only thing stopping the last bit of muscle from locking up in pure pain.

When Barker began slowing down with his uncooperative legs, Waylon and artisan stopped. Despite both barkers legs going lame he refused to stop. Continuing forward with the crushing weight. Artisan calmly picked up a large rock in both hands to toss it at barkers legs. The large weight of the hitting rock being the final straw on the camels back. Barkers leg went back too far causing it to snap backwards. The freshly broken leg forcing him to take a knee.

Even with a broken leg Barker still tried to rise back on his feet. Pure hatred being his only drive to keep him going. After his leg breaking it was like a domino effect. His shoulders began to crack with his ribs crushing between the armor plates like eggs under a lead brick. Barker gave one last push on the amour with his body to get up. He barely got up an inch before the Armour collapsed in on his body. His mutilated body still staying up from the weight of the Armour pieces acting as support.

Blood oozed out from every small opening of the Armour. Forming a pool of blood around him. It was like watching a human juicer in action.

"he ain't getting up now." artisan said. Waylon snapped his attention away from Barker when Eddie came to mind. Waylon ran through the tunnels begging god that Eddie wasint dead.

When Waylon arrived he saw Beth sitting by the barely conscious Eddie with Noah still in her arms. Waylon got next to Eddie on the floor. Tears welling up as he saw how pale and unresponsive Eddie was.

"come on Eddie, please don't die." Waylon cried as he grabbed Eddies hand.

"you survived impalement for gods sake. You can survive this." Waylon cried, getting a weak smile out of Eddie.

"don't cry." Eddie said, barely above a whisper.

"don't die." Waylon begged, sniffling through some tears. Eddie gave him another small smile.

"you were … the best family, I ever had." Eddie spoke carefully to not mess up his words. Waylon practically broke down crying against Eddies hand.

"please don't die boogeyman." Noah spoke sadly, getting a small smile both out of Eddie and Waylon.

Waylon swallowed back his tears long enough to kiss Eddie.

"you cant leave me." Waylon cried, desperate to somehow keep Eddie alive.

"iam sorry … darling." Eddie breathed out. Waylon hugged him tightly as Eddie closed his eyes.

Waylon sat still under the hot sun. he breathed in the fresh air as the gentle breeze blew over him and the tall golden grass. A year had passed since leaving the apple town under Murkoff. Artisan had fully adopted Noah with them living near by. Beths father returned after getting a call from police about all that's happened. Now they were living in a nicer town with her father working a high paying job. After the incident Waylon was taken care of at the hospital. Cleaned up and given a small amount of pain killer for the weeks worth of painful cramping muscles. Any wounds he had were stitched, rebandaged, sterilized, and carefully watched.

Once everybody was patched up and reunited. Waylon was approached by the CIA and FBI that had investigated this matter. Waylon was incredibly hesitant at first to share. paranoid that they were Murkoff in disguise. Eventually though he trusted them and handed over the USB containing multiple files that he got off barkers computer.

A week later he saw the whole issue reported on all the news stations. Waylon was constantly asked for interviews during his hospital stay. Asked to be on live TV shows or just have some written reviews. Waylon only gave out one, mostly to get it over with and to let other reporters know that he wanted to be left alone after his hospital stay. he would refuse any more interview requests he got after that last one.

Finally after half a year the reporters stopped stalking him to the grocery stores for interviews. Only because the FBI stepped in with a warning. Both the CIA and FBI had been keeping close watch on Waylon. Putting him into full witness protection. New bank accounts and identity papers specifically made and given to Waylon to protect him from any Murkoff staff still hunting for him.

Waylon stretched, cracking his back in the process before leaning back to lie down.

"ah, geeze!" Eddie yelped as Waylons elbow hit Eddies healing stomach area.

"oh, sorry." Waylon apologized. Back in the mines when Waylon ran off to see Eddie, artisan ran off for an emergency phone. He managed to get a helicopter to fly in with a huge team of paramedics and doctors. Since they couldn't remove the massively heavy knife from Eddie, they had to preform emergency treatment around it. They attached 6 different IVs. Cauterize the wound around the knife with a blow torch to shut it until the knife could be removed. Gave multiple blood fusions over the course of 3 hours till they were able to get a bulldozer in to lift the knife up and out.

They got Eddie to the hospital for emergency surgery and care. Organ transplants were needed, countless x rays, MRI's, more blood transfusions and For the next 6 months Eddie had been kept in a medical coma. When Eddie was finally allowed out of the coma he had to stay in emergency care for another 2 months before he was allowed to go home.

During that time artisan adopted Noah, Waylon got a really good job doing graphic design jobs from home. Gaining enough money that he was able to buy the house off artisan. Waylon had been caring for Eddie since he got home. Making sure he took his pain killers and didint try to sneak any foods he wasint allowed to eat out of his liquid diet.

His stomach area still had a long way to go in healing. He had to get a stomach transplant, liver transplant, and surgery to reattach his intestines together. Due to that he had to stay on a liquid diet for a few more months as they healed. Even after a year he still had a huge gash going across his stomach, needing to ware a long bandage wrapped around his waist till the stitching could finally be removed.

"i still don't think you should eat regular food while I cant." Eddie grumbled. hating that Waylon still got to eat things like bacon or chicken while he could only eat puree fruit, mixed with vitamin pills.

"don't worry. In a few more months ill take you to a steak house. Okay?" Waylon smiled and kissed Eddies cheek.

"first thing i am gonna order is that record breaker 20 pound steak that they advertise on the posters inside. Then i am gonna ask for some blended sausage and blood in a glass. Fucking sick of puree fruit and vegetables. Feel like i am eating baby food." Eddie said.

"whatever you want." Waylon chuckled. Waylon was happy to still have Eddie around. The first scare of having him die was bad enough without the second scare of him being arrested during his time in a coma.

Despite all that happened Eddie was still a wanted criminal who committed great acts of horror. Waylon was having panic attacks each time he had to attend court on behave of Eddie. Constant debates during the hearings on why Eddie, an insane criminal, should be allowed to stay free.

Months passed and thankfully due to help from artisans persuasion of the courts and the peoples due to mass news coverage of Waylons plight. Eddie was pardoned and allowed to stay free. On the grounds that Eddie stay with waylon, artisan continued supervising Eddie, and Eddie didint not commit another crime unprovoked.

"want to head inside and eat?" Waylon asked.

"eat what?" Eddie asked.

"puree avocado mixed with squash and kiwi juice." Waylon said.

"hate avocados." Eddie groaned.

"i know, but its required for your diet. Doctors orders, now come on." Waylon smiled as he got up.

thank you for reading and please comment. =]

i was planning to do another courtyard society, but finished this instead. \0u0/
the very last parts had me crying so much. ;u;

and happy early valentines day!

and thank you majestic pica for making fanart. ;u;
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shortfangirl

all things have been revealed, i hope you enjoyed the ride. :3

cadillacslim3

they were mostly true, sadly. :c

QuirkyRevelations

i hope this chapters even better. :3

Sicknugget

oh yes, definitely.

his "special problem" was the fact that murkoff was hunting him and he had no ID or way to pay for meds on his own.

good. 83

writing magic. X3

from pure guess id say around a month, give or take.

Koragg

iam actually not entirely sure about this. a lot of people, including me, just don't seem that interested in it.

id mostly just complete it for the story's sake, not exactly because i enjoy it right now. :c

Lawlpool

and here it is! :3