I don't know why I like hurting Barney, but I do. I own nothing.

WARNING: Future sex, eating disorder. If you see anymore then tell me I'll add them to this.

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The loud ringing of his phone woke Ted from a deep sleep. Tired eyes looked at the clock before letting out a loud groan. Who in their right mind thought calling him at 3 in the morning was a good idea?

"Hello?" Ted answered voice gruff with sleep.

"Ted Mosby?" a woman's voice came though.

"Yes?"

"This is Dr. Melody Evans with New York-Presbyterian Hospital. I'm calling on behalf of Barney Stinson."

Sitting up sharply the brown haired man felt as if his heart was going to escape from his chest. Looking to the other side of the bed he saw that it was once again empty. How long had it been since they actually shared his bed? How long had it been since he saw his boyfriend instead of simply talking over the phone?

Barney didn't often go off and disappear like this, but there was something huge going on at the company. Even Marshall was having a difficult time with his work load and he wasn't nearly as high up as the blond was. Barney must be in his own personal hell if he didn't even have enough time to leave the office.

Unless the man was staying at his place. They had only been together for almost five months and though they usually stayed at Ted's place it wasn't all that hard to figure out that the other man would stay there periodically.

"Is he..." Ted tried before his voice trailed off, "Barney's not..."

"I can't give you any details over the phone, Mr. Mosby. Please come down."

Swallowing roughly Ted ended the call and got out of bed. It was like he was moving on autopilot as he pulled on his shoes not bothering to change out of his pajamas. The only thing he was truly concerned about as he got into the cab was getting to his boyfriend.

His mind felt like it was going into overdrive as all the things that could have gone wrong entered it. It was as if he was driving himself insane looking for answers. He needed to get to the blond before he gave himself a panic attack.

By the time the taxi got to the hospital Ted's body felt like it was buzzing. He practically threw the money at the driver before running into the large building. There were people all over the place and for a moment he thought that it was going to take too long for him to get anyone's attention.

Standing there feeling completely lost Ted made his way to the nurses station and waited. The nurses moved around quickly talking to each other and on the phone. It took more than a few minutes before one of the nurses finally turned her attention to the man.

"May I help you?" the nurse asked calmly.

"I need..." Ted tried to start only for his breath to catch, "Barney...Barney Stinson?"

A sympathetic look appeared in the nurses dark eyes as he turned to the computer and started to type away. A moment later a woman was walking up to them holding a file in one hand a soft smile on her lips. Instantly Ted knew that she was the doctor that had called him.

"Mr. Mosby?" the woman questioned offering her hand.

"Doctor," Ted nodded, "How's Barney? Is he okay?"

"Mr. Stinson is alive and relatively unharmed."

"But?"

"But I am a little concerned with everything that lead to this especially with his past."

"I don't... I don't understand."

Dr. Evans came to a stop forcing Ted to notice that they had been moving at all. She nodded her head to the right slightly drawing the mans eyes over. A gasp fell from his lips a moment later when he finally got a good look at his boyfriend laying in the hospital bed.

Saying the men looked bad was an understatement. The normally put together man looked like he was a step away from going over the edge completely. Even when he was sick Barney never let himself look it. It went against everything he believed in.

His hair looked dull and lifeless laying against the pillow. His normally pale skin looked a sickly gray color that stood out even more against the white sheets. Then there was the amount of wires and needles currently stuck into every body part that Ted could see and a few he couldn't.

Shaking his head the brown haired man looked away. He never wanted to see someone that he cared about look so broken. The fact that it was someone as strong and put together as Barney was wrong on many different levels.

"I'm sorry to ask," Dr. Evans cut through his thoughts, "What is yours and Mr. Stinson's relationship?"

"I'm his boyfriend," Ted responded softly.

"Okay. Has he ever told you about the troubles he's had in his past?"

A soft sigh came from Ted's lips as he shook his head. As much as he cared about Barney he knew he still had a lot to learn about him. The blond was more than a little closed off.

Still the men had been friends long enough for Ted to know exactly what he was getting into. He never expected for the blond to change overnight and they had a few hiccups already, but it was easy to tell that he was trying as hard as he could to be exactly what he needed to be.

Ted had watched his boyfriend begin to flirt with a woman for a few minutes before suddenly pulling away like he had been shocked. It might take a moment for him to think, but the second he did he was back by Ted's side with an apologetic smile.

Even with that though Ted had zero doubt in his mind that Barney would cheat on him. He was a flirty guy, but he was a loyal person that would always choose him over everyone else. It was nice having no doubt in their relationship even when everyone else did.

He was starting to fall for the older man though. He was completely different than what you got on the surface. More than willing to stay up with Ted and listen to him go on about anything and everything under the sun. Hell he was even willing to hold off on sex until his boyfriend was ready.

Barney was an amazingly kind-hearted man and part of Ted was a little upset about that. He hated that the other man was more than willing to be by his side and he couldn't do that himself because of how closed off the man was. Especially when this is where it landed them.

His lover was laying unconscious in a hospital room and it had something to do with a part of the past that Ted knew nothing about. And instead of being able to wait until Barney was ready to talk he had to listen to a doctor telling him everything.

"I'm sorry to have to bring this up like this, Mr. Mosby," Dr. Evans said her voice gentle, "It seems that Mr. Stinson has had trouble with food in his past and that has caught up with him."

"I don't..." Ted shook his head, "I don't understand. What is wrong with Barney?"

"It seems that Mr. Stinson hasn't been eating."

"What?"

"Mr. Stinson was found by one of his co-workers who heard a crash come from his office. It looks as if he drove himself so hard that he hasn't slept or eaten or possibly even showered in days. It caught up with him in the end. He is asleep right now while his body attempts to heal himself."

"He'll wake up though?"

"Yes, he'll wake up, but I couldn't tell you when. He put himself under a lot of stress."

Blinking away the tears that had gathered in his eyes Ted leaned his head against the wall. This is what the blond had been doing to himself over the past month? Working himself to the point where he handed himself in the hospital?

"Doctor?" Ted turned towards her, "What does this have to do with his past?"

"Well, according to his file this is not the first time he's been hospitalized because of starvation. In fact, it looks like this was a major part of his life for a few years, He didn't tell you about it?"

"No, he... He has an image."

Nodding his head Ted motioned towards the door hoping he could go in. Dr. Evans nodded her head and let the man move around her and into the room. He froze at the doorway before taking a deep breath and moved to his boyfriends side and took his hand in his own.

Barney's skin was so tight and pale that he could practically count the veins. The blond had never been all that big, but he was practically nothing more than skin and bones. How was it possible that this had happened to the man in only a month? Unless he was always this close to the edge.

Ted ran a hand through his hair thinking back on everything. Every time Barney pointed out his clothes were always tailored to his body. Every time he was moving around too excitedly to eat more than a few bites of whatever he was eating.

How could Barney not thought to tell him something as important as having an eating disorder? Was it possible that it was in his past and Ted was just thinking too hard about it or that Barney wasn't completely over it?

Shaking his head the younger man rested his head on the bed and let out a shaky breath. There was nothing he could do until Barney woke up. Which meant he had more or less a lot of time to wait before he would get answers.