Disclaimer – I own nothing. If I did, there would be a lot of things I would've changed, like longer seasons, no love triangle, more detail into the things the characters went through, no love triangle, a season 6, no love triangle, and um, did I mention no love triangle?

AN – So, if you guys couldn't tell, I hated the love triangle between Hal, Maggie, and Ben. And when I was thinking about how it all started, with Maggie getting hurt, and reading another fanfic about Hal getting hurt instead of Maggie, I started thinking of a different twist of what could've happened if Hal had gotten hurt that day instead of Maggie. This fic is inspired by something that happened in another TV show that I love, and I really wanted to write what it would've been like for Hal, so I did. Sorry this story took so long to write and upload. I got into some new TV shows and writing other fanfictions, not to mention, finding and getting jobs.

This story literally starts right after the Mechs attack and kill a whole whack of people before they are defeated. There is no explosion so Maggie isn't hurt at all, and there's a bit of time before the second wave comes in. Please review and

Enjoy!

Once all the Mechs were destroyed, the fighters quickly realized that they needed more ammo and weapons. They barely survived the first wave of the major Espheni attack, and they knew more was coming. That was why Hal found himself running towards the building that they had decided to use for their armoury to get more. No one had any idea when the next attack would occur so everyone who went to scavenge for more weapons had to move quickly.

Entering the concrete building, Hal immediately found some old duffle bags and started filling them with all the weapons he could grab. There were guns, grenades, ammo, and even some knifes if it came to hand to hand combat. As he worked quickly, Hal couldn't stop his thoughts from racing. It had been a crazy few days, with his entire family deciding to trust Lexi even though they had every reason to suspect she might turn against him, his family being furious with him for thinking that Lexi could be a threat, his family in pain because she actually did betray them, and his best friend dead.

Sure you still got it under control Dad? Hal thought bitterly to himself before he mentally kicked himself. He couldn't blame his Dad for wanting to believe the best in his own daughter, for thinking that he could help her. It wasn't anyone's fault but the aliens for making Lexi turn against them creating another problem in this, already, huge mess.

It's your fault that this mess occurred though.

Hal slowed down his actions as he shook his head, trying to shake away the small voice in his head. It was not the first time he heard that little voice. He had heard it on and off as he grew up, but it had started becoming louder and more frequent over the last year or so.

It wasn't my fault, I tried to warn Dad, Hal tried to convince himself as he kept working, looking through all the drawers and cupboards for any weapons or ammo he might've missed.

If you were just strong enough to fight the bug, you wouldn't have brought Lexi and Anne to Karen and you wouldn't be in this mess, the voice whispered back.

Shut up, Hal silently responded, like he usually did, hoping the voice would quiet down for now. He didn't have time to listen to the stupid voice right now.

He was eight the first time he heard it. He had joined this kid baseball team, as there wasn't a lacrosse team for kids his age. He was practicing throwing the ball so he could try to be the pitcher for the next game, but it was hard practicing by himself. So he went inside to find his Dad, who was sitting at the kitchen table with his papers in front of them, going over them with a red pen.

"Dad, will you come out and practice with me?" Hal had asked.

"Sorry Hal, I wish I could, but I'm busy grading papers right now. Later, okay?" His Dad replied, not even bothering to look up at him. A little dejectedly, Hal nodded and went back outside to at least try and get some practice in.

Half an hour later, his Mom called him inside to get washed up for dinner. He came inside to see Ben sitting on their Dad's lap as the history Professor read him one of the four-year old's kid books. The papers he was working on were missing from the table. Hal told himself it was just because his Dad had stopped working so they could get ready for supper and reading Ben a book was a lot faster than going outside and playing catch, especially since they would've had to go get cleaned up anyways. That was when he heard the voice whisper, Dad loves Ben more than you.

As if he knew Hal was thinking about him, Ben appeared in the doorway, panting a little as if he'd been running.

"Where were you?" Hal asked in a cool tone, a little mad that they were facing a major attach and he hadn't been there to help.

"Trying to stop this attack from happening. Didn't work though." Ben replied, slightly defensive as he heard the subtle jab in his older brother's voice.

"Well, give me a hand then. We don't know how long it will be until the aliens send their second wave." Hal told him. Ben immediately came over and started helping him, though not as fast as Hal would've liked. He was about to tell his younger brother to hurry, when Ben spoke up.

"Look Hal, about, everything that happened with Lexi," Ben started, looking over his shoulder at his brother.

"Ben, we really don't have time for this. The Espheni most likely have a second wave coming that we aren't ready for yet. We can talk about it later." Hal said with a frustrated tone. Ben, knowing that later for Hal always meant never, pressed on.

"Hal, you know Dad was just worried and wanted to help Lexi. She was a part of our family, she still is. You're supposed to be there for family when they need you, not turn against them." Ben argued. Hal immediately stopped moving, a surge of anger filling his entire body as the voice in his head whispered, Then how come your Dad wasn't really there for you when you were paralyzed? Why wasn't he there when you tried to tell him about possibly being the mole? It's because he doesn't care about you, not the way he does with Ben, Matt, and even Lexi, despite what she's done.

There was a small part of him that tried to get him to calm down, to defend his Dad, to remind him that his Dad was only trying to help his sister, but Hal's anger, frustration, pain that he had been pushing down for so very long refused to be ignored any longer. It filled his entire body, wanting to make itself known and honestly, a part of Hal wanted to let it out.

"I did not turn against you." Hal replied in a barely controlled voice as he slowly turned to face Ben, his jaw clenched tightly, "All I did, was try to warn Dad that she might not be on our side. He's the one who made it seem like I was turning against my family when I wasn't. And guess what? She did. She killed Lourdes, said that humans are evil. Even the people who wanted peace, were literally just slaughtered, and you think I'm the one who turned against our family?"

"That's not what I'm trying to say." Ben said calmly, quickly realizing that his words had the exact opposite effect as he hoped they would. He just wanted Hal to see how their Dad viewed what he had said. He didn't mean for Hal to take it like that. His older brother never seemed to care that much about what people did to him, even though he probably should've. Whenever someone would apologize to him, he'd blow off and say forget about it. Ben did not expect Hal to take this so personally and wondered what exactly it was that set this time apart from the others.

"Then what are you trying to say Ben?" Hal questioned.

"I'm trying to say that, that while you had a point, you didn't have to go about it the way you did. You were pretty cold Hal. You came over with a gun, and Pope and a whole lot of other people that wanted to kill her. How did you expect Dad to act?" Ben tried to explain.

"That was the third time I tried to talk to him. The first time, he ignored me. The second time, he tried to make me feel guilty for raising concerns about Lexi and accused me of starting a murder party. The third time, I tried to come alone, but they followed. And yet, you and Dad and everyone else really thought I'd stoop so low as to kill my own sister without giving her a chance. You really think that little of me?" Hal said with such certainty that Ben was forced to go over the memories of what happened the last few days.

He remembered how he was the one who saw Hal coming with the group of people led by Pope, telling his Dad that they were coming for Lexi. How Hal had tried to say that he was trying to protect everyone, that he couldn't live with himself is she hurt the people he was trying to keep safe, that they were his family too. He didn't see the other times Hal had tried to talk to their Dad, didn't even really know about it. He was too busy trying to defend Lexi. He didn't even realize what he had suddenly thought of his older brother. Too busy trying to say that Lexi wasn't a threat, yet immediately treated Hal like he was one. No wonder he was so hurt and so angry.

Ben opened his mouth to say something, but Hal beat him to it.

"Look, we don't have time for this. Another wave could attack at any moment. So, either help me, or get out of here." Hal practically ordered. Ben stared at his older brother, finally seeing the hurt, pain hidden underneath his anger.

"Hal, we never meant to hurt you. You're my brother, I'd, never, ever, want to hurt you." Ben told him, his voice a lot quieter than it was before. Hal's angry expression immediately softened, but was still carefully guarded and if Ben looked hard into his older brother's eyes, he could see the hurt that was still there.

"Well, that's easy to say, isn't it?" Hal didn't give Ben a chance to respond before he said, "Just go Ben."

Knowing that Ben wouldn't be able to get anything else out of Hal, that the older Mason was right about being attacked at any moment, and that he had pushed way too far than he should have, Ben turned to start walking out of the building. As he reached the doorway though, he noticed the Espheni beamers flying towards their camp.

"Hal!" Ben called for his brother. Hal came over quickly, sensing from Ben's tone that it was important, and saw the beamers coming straight for them.

"Come on, we have to go." Hal told him as he started to run out of the building. He stopped after only taking a few steps when he noticed that Ben wasn't behind him.

"What about the other weapon bags?" Ben asked. He saw that Hal already had grabbed one, but there were two others that were still lying open on the table, and Ben rushed to go get them. He didn't even know that Hal came after him until he grabbed him by his coat and started pulling him towards the door. At least he waited long enough for Ben to grab the weapons though. Outside, they could hear the sound of explosions.

The sound of a beamer overhead filled the air, along with a low whistle. Hal quickly realized that a bomb was falling somewhere close by and tried to move faster. Ben however, hadn't put it together yet. Instead, just following his older brother. Suddenly, he felt Hal push him out the door with enough force that he fell to the ground, hard. The last thing he heard was the sound a blast before everything went black.

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Ben wasn't sure how long he was out. He woke up lying flat on his stomach on the cold ground, the two bags filled with guns, ammo, grenades and other weapons where lying beside him. He slowly pushed himself up, and saw the fires that was occurring all around them

"Hal." Ben called, hoping his brother, who was just behind him, wasn't knocked unconscious too, or at the very least, was awake by now. He turned around to look for his brother, but didn't see him. Instead, he saw that the building they had been using for an armoury was now a pile of rubble. He had barely gotten out the door, his legs only about two feet away from it. But, Hal was behind him and pushed him forward. There was no way Hal would've gotten out of the building in time if Ben nearly didn't.

"No. Oh no, no, no, no. Hal!" Ben yelled as he crawled over to the rubble and started pulling and pushing the debris out of the way, barely acknowledging that most of it was bricks.

"Hal, answer me!" Ben begged as he kept moving, trying to find his older brother. There was no answer though. Despite his spikes giving him more strength and endurance, Ben wasn't moving fast enough. Some of the debris had hit him and his body was still in a bit of shock from being knocked out and having a building collapse just two feet away from him.

Ben looked around for anyone who might've been close by, anyone who could help him free his brother, but there was no one. He could barely hear other people's voices, some crying, some screaming and yelling, but he couldn't see anyone. All he could see was fire and smoke outlining destroyed buildings. In the middle of all the destruction, Ben screamed.

"Somebody help me please! HELP!"

AN – I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I just want to say this in case anyone at all gets offended about how I've gone about Hal's emotions, particularly his anger towards Tom in this chapter. Remember, that this chapter is very one sided, and it's because I really wanted to get Hal's emotions and thoughts as to what happened. I am not trying to bash any characters. To be honest, I have not watched all of season 4. I think I watched the first, 3 or 4 episodes and the very last two, because I really don't like what happens in season 4. Hal is my favorite character and I really hate the way he was treated, so I got my information from my friend who has watched it. The other characters will get their own voice and say in the rest of the story.