"How the hell did you get here?"

You looked at Abbacchio. This wasn't how you imagined seeing them again would go.

"You have a literal hole in your stomach and that's what's on your mind?!"

Flashback -

You walked side by side with Fugo. Your phone was in your pocket and close to being out of battery.

You weren't sure how long you were walking around for, but you and Fugo walked down a path to the shore. It was tiring, the hill you had to walk down was huge and you didn't think to get a cab. It took a few minutes to reach the actual shoreline and it was only more walking after that.

It was hard to concentrate on finding everyone when the view of the ocean was so beautiful. The way the sun shined on the water and made it sparkle was beautiful.

You took a deep breath and sighed. It was tempting to take your shoes and socks off and to run into the water, to feel the water on your sore feet, and look for little crabs and sea creatures. Very tempting. Because you couldn't do that, you made a promise to yourself, if you made it out alive, you would do just that and run into the water.

You were by the ocean, you were going to see everyone again, and everything was going to be ok. Things felt ok, but you couldn't stop the inevitable. You can't change destiny, certainly not fate either.

"I never thanked you for all of this, did I?

You looked at Fugo's side profile after your realization came. He didn't want to betray the boss, but he did so he could go with you. He turned to look at you and shook his head.

"No, but you never had to, we're in this together."

He smiled nervously at what he said. You smiled and looked away, looking back forward.

"Yeah, you're right. We're in this together."

Usually, you would miss this but you saw Fugo falter in his step and missed a breath.

"Are you ok?"

He looked at you and nodded his head, once again looking away so you wouldn't see his rosy cheeks or his heart that was practically beating out of his chest like it would in a cartoon.

"Yeah, just um a bit tired of walking."

You looked to your right and up ahead of you.

"There are a lot of rocks you can sit on for a break, you shouldn't strain yourself."

You smiled at him, your eyes closed and his heart dissolving at the sight.

"Yeah, I'll do that."

You nodded and he left your side.

"I'm going to keep walking, but I'll stop if I get too far away."

You walked his back as you split up. He looked over his shoulder and nodded.

"Alright, I'll catch up soon."

Fugo gave you a smile that looked somewhat nervous or scared and sat on one of the many rocks, and you kept walking by yourself. You put your hands in your pocket and felt something metal.

When you pulled it out you saw the passion organization pin. The one Giorno got for you.

Fugo 2nd pov

Great, now I have to wait and act like I was actually tired of walking. We're in this together? What was that?

Fugo sat with red cheeks, on the outside he looked cool, calm, and collected but he was losing it on the inside.

We had lunch together, which could maybe be considered an unofficial date. Except it was takeout, and we were in a boat, and her stand was out and making strange noises half the time. I don't think it likes me.

Fugo remembered Ocean Man gargling and making weird noises at him, it was scary enough just looking at your stand, but when it was trying to communicate with him and then getting upset when he didn't understand made him feel slightly unsafe.

Flashback in a flashback -

Ocean Man was looking at the back of Fugo's head and waited for him to turn around. Except he wouldn't and kept watched you eat. Ocean got impatient and make a loud inhuman sound and Fugo jumped that the sound.

Throughout the trip, it would gargle and make strange noises directed at him. It once opened its jaw all the way and screeched at him loudly which made him fall into the bottom of the boat.

You looked at Fugo, who was still on the bottom of the boat and laughed. A smile on your face and you looked at Fugo, holding your hand out to help him stand back up without tipping the boat.

Flashback in flashback end -

He did get to listen to you talk about the Black Dragonfish at least. You used Ocean Man as a somewhat reference to what the real thing would look like. After you got it to stop screeching at him of course.

Fugo swallowed thickly when he remembered how some of its drool got on the seat right next to him and burned right through it and then stared directly into his eyes blankly, the fact that it wasn't showing any emotion in its eyes was terrifying.

Regular 2nd pov

You put the pin back into your pocket and took in the blue skies and the salty air. A group of kids up ahead of you were playing with a soccer ball and you saw something pink out of the corner of your eye. You looked at it fully, thinking it might be Trish but instead saw the man you had seen not a half-hour earlier.

He must have taken a cab to get down here faster than me and Fugo.

You smiled and looked at him, he was wearing a purple jersey like the soccer kids, probably an assistant coach or something.

"Hey! Nice to see you again!"

You called you out and Doppio snapped his head around to see you.

King Crimson's hand went through Abbacchio, being distracted by your call and missing the mark but still hitting him.

"Yeah, hi!"

Doppio was panicking and looked viably nervous, trying to not look suspicious and come up with a way to get out of this before you started a conversation.

"Do you know where a bathroom is?"

His voice was fast and he squeezed his thighs together and you pointed in the direction you came.

"There are some porta potties by the base of the hill, they should be easy to find."

You smiled and he started sprinting away and you frowned.

"You're welcome."

You started walking again. You were coming up on a podium and walked past a rock. You stopped walking when something red ran in a small stream in front of you. You followed it up to the source. There was Abbacchio, bleeding out with a large hole in his stomach.

For a good ten seconds, you did nothing but stare as realization took its sweet time reaching you. You took a deep breath as your eyes were in the process of widening and did the one thing you could do.

"GIORNOOOOO!"

He turned his head to you and coughed.

"How the hell did you get here?"

You jogged to his side and squatted down.

"You have a literal hole in your stomach and that's what's on your mind?!"

Flashback end -

You shouted at him and struggled to get your jacket off as fast as possible. He was still alive, but not for long.

You bit your lip, Giorno was the only thing to heal him before he bled out. Your jacket was already stained red and you yelled for help again.

"GIORNO!"

You screamed at the top of your lungs. You didn't even know if Giorno was still alive and with him but if he was he wasn't running fast enough.

Abbacchio was slowly losing consciousness and you grabbed his cheeks with one hand while holding your jacket to his stomach. This was the second jacket to be ruined by his blood.

"Stay awake. Stay alive. Just stay awake!"

He looked at you. You begged and yelled at him. He turned his head to you.

"Come on! You can't die! Not in front of me!"

He looked into your eyes. Your eyes holding desperation and turning glassy and his showing acceptance. You could see this, and you knew what he was thinking.

No.

"No. I see that look in your eyes! I'm not going to watch you die!"

His blood was everywhere. The amount of blood was sickening and the metallic scent of it overpowered the salty air.

His eyelids fell and you moved your hand to check his pulse. It was weak and getting weaker. His chest was barely moving up and down and put your hands on his chest.

"Right um, CPR to the rhythm of staying alive, um, mouth to mouth at some point and repeat. Right?!"

Giorno needed to be faster. Your jacket was balled up and filling the hole in his stomach and your hands were in the center of his chest. You started chest compressions and counted under your breath.

"Was it supposed to be 15 chest compressions or 30?"

Bruno and Narancia were running down the hill after hearing your voice. They were cautious so they wouldn't fall but Giorno sprinted past him, jumping over rocks to get to you. The three males reach the shore and started running down the beach. Fugo was also running and coming from the opposite direction.

You pinched his nose and did the best you could but he was staying unresponsive, you gave him two breaths and went back to chest compressions. You weren't 100% is CPR was even the right thing to do in the situation.

Everyone reached you at the same time.

"Y/n?"

"Fugo?"

You looked at Giorno. Pumping Abbacchio's chest at the same time

"He still has a heartbeat, you need to heal him now!"

Giorno ran towards you and you kept pumping his chest. Giorno took Golden Experience out and put his hand on your jacket. Using it and turning it into the parts Abbacchio needed to survive.

You put an ear to Abbacchio's chest to hear his heartbeat, it was steady but he wasn't breathing.

Just fucking breath dammit! It's one of the easiest things to do! You don't have asthma right?!

You cursed and pinched his nose one last time. Fugo, Giorno, Narancia, and Bruno watching as your lips made contact with his and you gave him two breaths. You pumped his chest a few more times and his chest started to rise and fall on its own again making you let out a breath you were holding.

His stomach was fixed and he was breathing.

"Giorno I could kiss you right now."

You looked away from Abbacchio hugged Giorno tightly. His cheeks pink while Narancia grumbled and Bruno keeping it together, Fugo huffing quietly.

It wasn't just you hugging Giorno and saying you could kiss him that was annoying, but also Abbacchio's lipstick stained on your lips. That just upset everyone.

Meanwhile, Bruno walked to Abbacchio and squatted down to check his pulse.

"How did you both get here?"

You stood up and Giorno followed your lead.

"We rented a boat."

Bruno looked at the ground stained with blood and then looked at Fugo.

"Boats aren't that fast."

You looked at him and smiled. Only partly worried he wouldn't accept you and Fugo.

"I used Ocean to push the boat faster, Fugo and I had takeout lunch so I was able to keep my energy levels up."

Bruno stood up and didn't look at you, no smile on his face.

"Giorno go get Mista to help carry Abbacchio. How did you know we would be in Sardinia?"

He looked at Fugo for and answer and Narancia walked to you, gesturing to wipe your lips. He didn't like the look of Abbacchio's lipstick smeared on your lips.

"We were walking around Venice to find a place to eat. We overheard you talking about going to Trish's father meeting her mom on vacation to Sardinia and we recognized your voice. Then you sped by us in the boat."

Narancia's jaw dropped while you wiped your bottom lip.

"Did I get it?"

He ignored you and looked

"We drove right past you and didn't see you?!"

You nodded.

"What made you change your minds? You could die."

Bruno finally looked at you, you definitely weren't the same person he first met when you threw up in front of everyone. You changed, and he saw you differently.

"I want to see you guys again, and if I'm going to die I'll die doing something good."

You smiled at Bruno but he looked away and looked at Fugo. Fugo paused. He couldn't just say you were the reason.

"I wasn't sure if I could move on not knowing if you died or not."

You looked at Narancia and get gestured to wipe your lips again. You did, but you still didn't get the lipstick. He huffed and held the sides of your head, wiping away the lipstick himself and making sure every last bit was gone. Giorno walked back with Mista and his eyes shot wide open.

"Y/n!"

He was shocked but a large grin spread over his lips. He ran at you and shoved Narancia out of the way making Narancia let out a small noise of protest.

He had a grin brighter than the UV lights in part two and scooped you up into a large hug, lifting you up from the ground and spinning around. You made a noise of surprise and hugged him back so you wouldn't fall.

Now everyone was extra salty. Giving dirty looks to Mista discreetly and grinding their teeth. Mista set you down and the Sex Pistols came flying at you. Number five started bawling and you could barely tell what they were saying since they were all shouting at once.

Number Five was crying so much he couldn't float properly and started falling and you had to catch him.

"Here Number Five. You can sit on my shoulder so you can rest for a bit."

You smiled and brought your hand up to your shoulder. Number Five stumbled off of your hand and onto your shoulder, he instantly grabbed onto your shirt and wiped his tears on it. Now all of the Sex Pistols wanted to sit on you, and they did. Either on your shoulders or the top of your head.

"Can I see Trish?"

You looked at Bruno and he nodded, pointing to the direction of the turtle and you started lightly jogging to Coco Jumbo. The Sex Pistoles found their way into your pockets so they wouldn't come flying off you. You made it to the turtle and took a deep breath. Stepping in.

Trish was curled up in a chair, her hand didn't have a zipper on it anymore and you stepped off the chair.

"Are we leaving?"

She sighed and didn't look at you. A smile spreading on your lips.

"You'd have to ask Bucciararti."

You walked towards her and she snapped her head around so quickly you were 70% sure it caused whiplash. She started tearing up.

"Y/n."

Your smile grew larger and you walked to her. She started sobbing and stood up, latching on to you and crying into you and you hugged her back gently.

"You're here, you came back."

She was sobbing into you and you closed your eyes.

"I know."

She was shaking while you rubbed her back.

"Don't leave me. Don't leave me again."

She had tears in her eyes and on her cheeks.

"I won't."

Everyone entered the turtle and looked at you and Trish.

"I won't leave again."