(You know, I'm also well known for my plot twists.)

Cross wasn't an idiot.

He knew how many pills he had to take when his 'other personality' took over.

Each time it rose up, he had to take two pills per day.

And that Wednesday morning, he took the last two pills in that bottle for the day.

Therefore, he took two pills.

So, you may be wondering, why was the chapter named Overdosing if Cross hasn't overdosed? After all, he did feel that burning pain in his chest, right?

Well, when Cross took those two pills per day, he was closing off a chunk of his soul. So, it was normal to feel a burning pain in his chest, because he was essentially closing off a part of himself.

So, why was the title named that?

That's because someone else in the Office overdosed that morning during that time period.

Not Cross, but someone else.

You know, Sci had a bad feeling that morning.

(I think you know where this is going)

After that night in the rollar rink, he was really worried about Fell. Sci checked the exit where Fell had left out of to look for him, but only found a few splatters of a red liquid.

And that obviously worried Sci, since there was no ketchup at the rollar blading rink.

And it wasn't dried.

So, that night, Sci decided to call Ink and get Fell's address from him. It was too late to visit him, so Sci decided to leave a little earlier in the morning to drive to Fell's house and check on him. This meant he had to drive Scirus with him as well, but Scirus liked Fell so far, so he didn't mind.

If only he was prepared for what he saw.

The house was small and in shambles, practically falling apart. It looked more like that haunted house in those cliché horror movies, since it was falling apart with chipping black paint and splintered wood. The very small porch had multiple holes inside of it, which the two brothers had to carefully step over to get to his door. The screen door had a large hole inside of it, almost fitting the whole screen, so there was more air then actual screen. And when Sci tried to push the doorbell, it simply sent a small electrical shock through his bones, making him yelp and pull away.

"The awesome Scirus will solve this problem and sent an alert that we are here to Fell!" Scirus declared.

And he then knocked on the door.

"Great problem solving, bro," Sci said, patting his head.

However, no one came to the door. Sci didn't even hear anyone approaching the door.

There was just pure, and utter silence.

"Fell?" Sci yelled, knocking harshly against the door.

And the door creaked open.

"Oh, I guess that's one way to open a door..." The elder brother muttered.

"This is... Kinda scary..." The younger brother muttered, reaching out to hold Sci's hand.

Sci obliged to his silent request, wrapping his hand around the smaller hand. They crept inside the dark house, immediately overwhelmed with the sight of everything.

Everything was practically in shambles.

There was garbage scattered around the floor. For example, there was barely eaten, moldy whole pizzas hanging halfway out of their boxes. Then there was untouched old ramen bowls filling the top of the cracked coffee table in front of the broken, worn down couch. There was a few blood splatters and bone chips here and there, making Scirus gag and his older brother cover his eyesockets. It was disturbing how many blood splatters there were, and at the large amounts there were. There was some dents in the wall, as if someone had sprinted and slammed themselves into multiple places on the wall.

It was just horrible.

This was where Fell lived?

"Oh my god..." Sci muttered, gulping.

"There's a light on..." The shorter skeleton pointed at it after knocking down Sci's hand from his eye sockets, "Down the hall."

"Right," Sci said, stepping over a whole pizza, "Stay here, ok? I'm going to go look for Fell."

He carefully, yet quickly, made his way through the room, avoiding everything in his path. He breezed throughout the hallway before opening the slightly open door with the light shining through.

And what he saw made him yell.

~~~~~~

Ink slammed his car door shut, rushing into the hospital at full speed, looking for one of his close friends.

When he ran inside the waiting area, sure enough, there sat Sci in one of the plastic chairs, his skull in his hands, covering his face completely. Scirus was sitting next to him, hugging him reassuringly. When Sci heard Ink approaching, he looked up, his eye sockets filled with tears.

"Sci!" He huffed, running up to him.

Sci stood up and was brought into a hug, in which he returned with rattling bones. His grip was lose, and he was soaking Ink's shirt with his remaining tears before he pulled away.

"What happened to Fell?" Ink asked, putting his hands on Sci's shoulders in a comforting manner.

"I-I went to his h-house," Sci stuttered, "And he w-was unconscious, a-and I called 911, and I-it turns out he overdosed on drugs and t-they think it was-s-s..."

Sci broke out sobbing as Scirus sat him down, hugging him as the younger explained the situation.

"They... Um... Think it was a suicide attempt..." He said sadly, looking at the floor, "Since he overdosed on pills..."

"Oh..." Ink said, rubbing his arm, "Hows he doing?"

"I don't know!" Sci sobbed, "He could be dead and that'll be all my fault!"

"I'm sure he'll be fine," Ink said, sitting next to him and patting his shoulder.

"We're *huff* here!" Dream huffed, him and Lust running up to the three.

"What was that frantic call about?" Lust questioned Sci, "What's wrong?"

"Fell's dying!" Sci sobbed.

"What?" Both Dream and Lust asked.

Ink calmly explained to them what happened, making sure to comfort Sci while he did.

But, on the inside, he was freaking out. This was the first time one of his workers actually had to go to the hospital for a serious case, one where the doctors might not be able to save them.

He had no idea how to react.

Sure, he had only known him for a week and a half, but it was still a monster who could be dying at that moment. Someone he was supposed to protect, someone he was supposed to help. And he wasn't able to even be there to help him.

Not to mention, what if this was a suicide? What if he died simply because Ink wasn't there to become his friend.

Why was Ink pushing away the new workers? Just because his ex was one of them?

And what if Fell died because he felt as if no one cared, and Ink could've prevented it?

Ink hugged his brush close to his chest as a few more of his workers flooded in, which were Geno and Death. What happened was that when Ink was dropping off P.J, Sci called every one who worked in the Office telling then there was something wrong with Fell and that they had do drive to the hospital right then and there.

After some time, everyone had managed to drive there, all of them waiting impatiently in the waiting area for an update on Fell.

Did he really have attempt suicide?

If so, why did he?

Error was the last one to arrive, him quickly getting updated on the situation before he sat down next to Ink.

And this time, Ink was feeling too down to even try and ignore him.

"I'm scared," Ink whispered to his ex, looking up and over at him.

Error's jaw hung open. Ink was knowingly talking to him, willingly engaging the conversation himself. He was too surprised to even reply, he just stared in shock at his boss. However, this didn't affect Ink, since he continued talking.

"I'm really scared, Error," He whispered, "I never actually experienced something like this... It's my fault..."

"No, it's not..." Error finally said, reaching a hand out to comfort him, but he hesitated before he returned it back to his side, not wanting to make Ink feel uncomfortable.

Even though this was a one time opportunity, he still kept Ink's feelings in mind. After all, he was worried too. He cared about Fell too, and was trying to distract himself by focusing on what how Ink was talking to him.

"I just... Don't want him to die, you know? What if he does...?"

"We'll just have to pray that he doesn't," Error said, smiling softly at Ink.

Ink nodded and buried his face into his scarf before leaning his body closer to Error's, slowly resting his head on Error's shoulder.

Ink just really needed a hug at that moment, and Error would have to do.

Error slowly and hesitantly wrapped an arm around Ink's shoulders before lightly pulling him closer, unsure if he was doing the right thing. Ink buried his face into Error's jacket, on desperate need of comfort. Error was blushing a bright blue as he stared down at his crush.

It's been forever since he cuddled with Ink.

He missed it so much.

"Mr. Ence," A doctor said as he approached them, "You came here with Fell Red, is that correct?"

The doctor was a tall demon, with thick green hair and dark green eyes. He was wearing a doctors uniform, and had a cold facial expression.

"I-I did," Sci said, standing up, "Is he ok?"

Everyone from the Office tensed, waiting for his response.

"He's going to be alright," The doctor said, everyone sighing with relief and happiness, "It seems he overdosed on a over the counter painkiller pill, he digested too many. My guess is that he couldn't bear the pain of his wounds and took too many, hoping his pain would go away faster."

"His wounds?" Sci asked.

"You don't know?" The doctor asked, "His skull was cracked from an old crack and a new crack, his left leg was dislocated, his pelvis was practically broken in half, and his rib cage was obliterated."

"He was fine last night..." Blue pointed out, "How did this happen...?"

"Well, some of the wounds were from previous experiences," The doctor pointed out, "He had them bandaged up himself, with no professional help. But most of them were from a recent event that happened this morning of yesterday night. It's pretty obvious he obtained some horrible injuries and overdosed on those pills in a frantic manner to make the pain go away faster. Do any of you know how he obtained these injuries?"

Everyone shook their heads no, making the doctor sigh and clip his pen.

"Alright then, thank you for bringing him in any way. I doubt he would've made it if you guys brought him in any later."

"Can we see him?" Scirus asked.

"He won't be awake for another hour, but you are allowed to. But you all shouldn't crowd inside of his room, take turns, alright?"

Everyone nodded eagerly, Blue deciding to take charge.

"Um, I guess we should go in triples or something, to make it easier for us to see him. Sans, Killer, and Dream should go first, while Sci can drive Scirus to school. Then Cross, Nightmare and I can go next with Dust next. And Horror, Geno, Lust and Death after that, and finally Error, Sci, Alphys and Ink. Sci should stay here since he's the one who found him and can keep us updated on what's going on. Then we can all go to work and work, since we don't want any more downsizing and Fell is a strong guy. Does that work?"

"It does, thank you Blue," Ink said, sitting down.

He forgot how good Blue was in command. Sure, he acted like a child and was quiet innocent to the ways of the world, but when he came to organizing things like time management, he was incredibly terrific at it.

"Let's get you to school," Sci said quietly, standing up and leaving the building with his little brother in the lead.

"Dream, carry me to his room, please..." Sans mumbled.

"You're too tired to even walk on your own?" Killer asked.

"I'm so good at napping that I can do it with my eyes closed," Sans chuckled, all of the other office members chuckling slightly.

That helped the mood a bit.

Killer gave in and lifted Sans up in a piggy back ride, carrying the lazy skeleton easily.

"You're pretty strong," Dream said, smiling at Killer.

"I used to live on a farm, carried lots of heavy things," Killer explained, shrugging.

"Follow me," The doctor gestured, turning on his heel and briskly walking off.

And so they did, passing by hurrying nurses and patients walking down the halls. The conversation was lacking, so it was a bit awkward.

"So..." Killer said, "I never, you know, thanked you for helping me home that one day. That was pretty cool of you."

"It's fine," The more brightly colored clothed skeleton said, smiling at him, "I'm just, a little bit distracted by Fell's situation."

"Me too," Killer meekly agreed, looking forward, "Me too."

~~~~~~

After Sans, Killer, and Dream returned, they drove off shortly after, leaving the rest of the Office to look on Fell.

"C'mon guys!" Blue said, trying the cheer Cross, Nightmare, and Dust up as they walked, "Fell will be fine, he's a fighter after all! It runs in the family!"

"Where is his brother, anyway?" Dust suddenly asked, looking over with a dull look on his face, "Isn't he worried about his brother?"

"Yeah, but he's busy right now, at work," Blue defended his Fiancé.

"We made time to come and visit Fell, and Edge is his brother for petes sake," Dust said, "If you ask me, I don't think Edge cares about anyone but himself."

And with that, he walked off quickly, leaving Cross, Nightmare, and Blue to themselves.

~~~~~~

After they had went, the third group went, quickly checking up on Fell before leaving briskly. Then thr last group went, getting to his room with no discussion.

However, when Ink got to the room, his phone rang, making him stay in the hallway to answer it.

"Ink, it's 10 AM, and people just started showing up at the Office. What the f*ck is going on?"

"Fell overdosed on pain meds, we all came to check on him."

"...Is he alright?"

"He's fine, I sent everyone but Sci back to the Office. Sci has to stay with him to deal with paperwork and stuff like that."

"I see. Well, I hope he recovers, I haven't talked to him much but he seems like a nice guy."

"Um... Tainted..."

"Yes Ink?"

"Did you ever have to deal with this during your career before?"

"Yes, one time, there was an armed person who stormed into the Offices. I was on the phone with one of them during the time, and I heard everything go down, Ink. I heard the person storm in, I heard them demand things."

"How did everything go?"

"They all got out alive and safe, Ink. Don't worry, Fell is going to be find, he's a fighter."

"Ok, thank you, bye Tainted."

"Goodbye Ink."

And with that, the call ended.

~~~~~~

After the last of the workers had left, Sci arrived back at the hospital, plopping his tired bones into the seat next to Fell's bed.

And he waited for his friend to wake up.

《》《》《》

There's not a lot of Crossmare yet, but that's because of their personalities. They aren't the most trusting or interactive people, but don't worry, more Crossmare is coming!

And no, I would never kill off Fell. I love SciFell with a burning passion, I'd cry.

And if you think this is focusing mostly on the SciFell ship, it may be, but that's because this ship gives so many options for the other ships. Since Fell is related to Edge, this affects DustBerry. And since Sci is close to Ink, this affects ErrInk. And since Dream is a naturally worrying person, this affects Kremé, and that also affects Nightmare, which in term affects Crossmare. So don't stress out too much, this single event will affect practically all of the ships.