Barney scowled when he opened the door. "What the hell do you want now Marshall?" he asked bitterly.

"To help you Barney, you are my friend you know" he answered. Barney scoffed at that and folded his arms.

"You sure have a funny way of showing that" he muttered.

"I know and I'm sorry it hurt you...can I come in and talk to you?" Marshall asked.

Barney sighed but let him in. He was shocked that the man was alone though.

"Where's the others?" he asked. "Keeping busy I guess" he answered.

"So it's just you then" Barney muttered. Marshall nodded and put his arm around Barney. "Yeah…come on pal we need to talk" he said and motioned to the couch.

Barney just shrugged him off. "I don't know what you're talking about Erickson! I don't need you or your stupid talks" he hissed.

"Barney…" Marshall said and Barney just shook his head. "No…I'm not listening to you anymore…I can't take no more stupid interventions! I can't stand him Marshall I just can't!" Barney yelled.

Marshall sighed but moved back to the door. "Fine…but it won't change my mind either Barney…you need to do this"

"Why! Give me one damn good reason I should go Marshall!" Barney screamed. Marshall didn't even blink at his friends outrage. He only sighed.

"Because he's your dad Barney" he said softly. Barney huffed and folded his arms. "He may have been the one to get my mom pregnant but he's no father to me" he said coldly.

"Barney" Marshall whispered and the blonde shook his head. "No Marshall…" Barney said defiantly. He stared into his friends eyes and Marshall could tell he wasn't changing his mind.

"I'm not going to his funeral Marshall! I know you miss your dad and I'm sorry he's gone but...my dad…my dad wasn't like yours…your dad never left you when you were just a little boy" Barney replied.

"That's why we set up that dinner...what happened that night?" Marshall asked.

Barney sighed. "I tried to make it work Marshall but" he said and stopped with a small sigh. Marshall quickly moved to him. "But what?" he prompted.

"Jerry's betrayal apparently wasn't just walking out on me Marshall...he named his son Jerome Junior...he has another son that gets everything I never got!" Barney replied.

Barney then did something that made Marshall regret his actions. He started to cry a little bit. A few tears washed down his cheek and he angrily brushed them away.

"I then stole that stupid hoop from him!" Barney shouted. He told Marshall how he left the house and what he yelled to his dad. "I just can't let it go Marshall...I can't go to his funeral and pretend we're good...we'll never be good and you trying to make me isn't helping"

Marshall helped Barney sit down and rubbed his back. "You really should try though Barney...he's not alive anymore and he is your dad" Marshall whispered.

Barney looked at him and Marshall could see the betrayal in his eyes. "Fine...I'll go if only to shut you up...but after this funeral you can forget me ever being your friend again Marshall Erikson!" he told him.

Marshall gave a small sigh. He had hoped it wouldn't come to that.