...Ok. I have had an urge to do this sort of fic for a while now. Don't worry, I haven't given up on Road To Resurrection, I just have had something poking at me to do a Brian VS Quagmire fic for a LOOONG time. I got thinking of ideas, and it hit me, so now I'm finally going to do this. Hope you enjoy.

DISCLAIMER: I do not, nor will I ever, own Family Guy. If my directing career takes off, though (after, you know, HS graduation and college) I do hope one day to do the Family Guy movie…if it hasn't already come out by then.

Accidents

By DaltonFamilyGuy

SLAM! Glenn Quagmire was woken up by the sound of a slamming door. Good. He didn't want her to stay around. He woke up and got dressed in his usual attire. He looked into the mirror. "Hey, look at you, Q-man! Gigity!" he said to the man in the mirror. He sat down and turned on the TV. "Coming up, Lady Gaga reveals what's really at her crotch! But first, sports. Ollie?" "SUPAH BOWLS ON TONIGHT!" "Thanks Ollie." Quagmire chuckled. Ollie Williams never failed to amuse him. After about a half an hour, Quagmire looked at the clock. "Ah, man. Gotta go to work in 30 minutes. Oh well," he sighed as he got up to brush his teeth and shave. He went into his room and got his Pilot suit, putting it on. He took one last look at his house before he walked out of the door.

Brian Griffin woke at the foot of Peter and Lois' bed. He sighed sat up, and stretched. As he looked behind him, he saw that Peter and Lois were already up, and he could hear Peter's laughing from downstairs. He smiled a little as he went down the steps into the living room. When Brian got downstairs, he observed the scene around him. Peter was pointing and laughing as Meg ran around with a rabid squirrel on her hat. Usual day. Brian started heading towards the kitchen. As he entered, he smelled the morning in the Griffin house; coffee, toast, bacon, everything was just average today. He sat down next to Stewie as he grabbed his cup of coffee. "Good morning, Brian," Lois said as she gave him a plate of toast and eggs. "looks like you overslept a little, huh?" Brian grinned at her. "Yeah, just had a bit of a problem sleeping," he said as he took a sip of his coffee. "Really?" said Lois. "Anything in particular?" Brian shook his head. "Nah, just had trouble sleeping is all." Lois nodded. When he was done with his breakfast, Brian headed out of the room. Stewie got out of his high chair and followed after. Brian walked outside and sat on the porch. He looked around and observed the sights around him; Quahog really was a beautiful place. Stewie came out and went into the yard to play. Brian took it all in; the crisp air, the happiness he was feeling (he hadn't felt this great in a while). He wondered why he was so happy, but decided to forget it. Happy was happy, after all.

As Quagmire got into his car, he noticed Brian sitting on the porch and snorted with disgust. Oh, so he's finally being where he's supposed to stay, huh? Glenn let out a chuckle as he turned his car on.

Brian was so lost in thought, that he didn't notice Stewie sitting out on the road. "Stewie," Brian called. "get out of the road, you're gonna get hurt!" Stewie didn't hear him, he was too lost in what he could do with his new chalk. Brian sighed as he walked over to the road to get Stewie. "Stewie, get out of the road. Go color on the sidewalk before you get hurt." Stewie groaned as he got his chalk and headed to the sidewalk. Brian chuckled and headed to the other side of the road to get the Griffin's Mail for the day.

Glenn saw Brian heading for the other side of the road and sighed. Dumb dog. I'm gonna be late for work! He decided to just drive and as a joke, graze his side to pull some of his fur off, that'll give him a nice shock. Glenn started to put his plan into action.

He only meant to graze his side.

Brian walked, he thought he heard a car, but just kept on going. He turned his head just in time to see a car heading towards him.

He tried to get out of the way.

He tried to move.

It wasn't enough. This was shown as the fact that a evil smiling Glenn Quagmire driving straight towards him. Brian heard a crash, felt his body completely give out, and then heard nothing.

There was no way Glenn could have not felt(or hear, for that matter) the bones breaking and the dog slamming right into his winsheild. He screamed as the rest of the family came out to see what had happened.

"BRIAN!" Stewie yelled rushing to his side to check on his best-and probably only-friend.

"Oh my God!" Peter yelled as he rushed to Brian. All the family was screaming in panic as they crowded around Brian. They looked up to the driver of the car and saw none other than Quagmire. "Quagmire! What-what have you done!" yelled Peter. "He could be dead!" Lois was frantically talking to 911 on her cell phone. "Yes, he's-he's very badly hurt..there's lots of blood loss, you need to get here quick!"

Quagmire looked at the whole scene with shock. He looked down at Brian and felt enormous guilt. This is all my fault! I only meant to just graze him! What Glenn Quagmire didn't see in the whole scene was Stewie, who had one hand on Brian's wrist, on clenched into his fist, and his eyes locked on like heat seeking missles.