#googleaveradge

A person was standing on the railing. Google frowned as the figure rocked back and forth, almost tipping over the edge. Google gasped as the man tipped forward. He ran to him grabbing the man and pulling him down to the ground. The man gasped as they crashed to the bridge floor. "What the hell!" he yelled.

Google groaned and rubbed his head. "What the hell? I just saved you, you moron."

The man weakly punched him in the arm. "I didn't want to be saved."

Google rolled his eyes. He stood up and pulled the man to his feet. "What's your name?"

"Chase. Chase Brody"

"Well then Chase I have never been the best with emotions but I do believe that a cup of coffee will do you good," Google said.

"I like tea," Chase whispered.

"I do as well now allow me to treat you to it," Google said and looked away from the shaking man.

Chase nodded with a sob. "Thank you," he whispered.

Google nodded and gestured for the other man to follow. "Come on then."

Google and Chase walked in silence until they were out of the park. "Care to tell me what you were doing?"

"What did it look like? I was gonna jump." Chase muttered.

"Going to," Google whispered.

Chase turned to face him. "Are you fecking correcting me?" he hissed.

Google gulped. "Sorry, it's a force of habit. Are you Irish?"

"Yeah, me and one of my brothers are," Chase said with a shrug.

"One of them?"

Chase smiled. "Yeah, we have different mothers. Ones german and the others British but he doesn't talk."

Google nodded. "Tell me about them."

"Why?"

"It's distracting for you. They obviously make you happy."

Chase laughed and brushed a tear away. "They do. Well, there's Anti, he's a real character. He's my twin brother. My mother was convinced that he was a changeling and I was her real son. You'd have to meet him to understand. Then there's Henrik. He's the German one. He works as a surgeon in the hospital. I'd call him a mad scientist, he means no harm but he's sort of scary."

"I work with a doctor but he just likes to tell us bad news," Google said.

Chase laughed. "Oh really?"

"'I'm sorry Google your eyes are going to go if you stare at a screen anymore' is his way of telling me I need glasses."

"Yer names Google?" Chase asked.

Google nodded. "My apologies I forgot to tell you."

"It's fine. Google, nice to meet you."

"Your third brother?" Google asked, he was rather curious about this man now.

Chase's smile fell. "That would be JJ, he's British but he's mute."

Google nodded waiting for Chase to tell him more. When Chase didn't he spoke. "Is something wrong with him?"

"No, he just recently went through a bad breakup."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"It's fine," Chase whispered.

Google sighed and looked up at the coffee shop. He pushed the door open and let Chase through. "Thanks, man."

Google's expression did not change but he nodded. "Chase how are you!" The person at the counter said.

"Just fine. Justin, how are the kids?" Chase asked, faking a smile.

"Annoying as hell can you come and babysit this weekend?" Justin asked.

"Su-"

"We have plans this weekend," Google said, cutting Chase off.

Chase stared open-mouthed at him. "Whos this?" Justin asked. "Finally getting over that ex of yours?"

Chase flinched and stared at the ground. "I'll have my usual Justin."

"Strawberry tea no sugar," Google said.

Chase snorted. "Strawberry?"

"I like sweet things."

Chase laughed. "Never would have guessed."

Google rolled his eyes and grabbed their drinks leading Chase over to a table. "Why did you do that?"

Google sighed. "You need to rest. Saying yes to everything is just going to hurt you."

Chase looked away. "Yeah."

Google frowned. "So why did you try?"

Chase sighed and put his head in his hands. "I'm so sick of everything. I'm tired and everything is going so wrong. My wife left me and took the kids. Then Henrik got transferred so we had to move. Antis never went home and JJ's finance just got murdered."

Google froze. "Victor Wood?"

"You heard? The news went insane with two murders in one night. Now everyone thinks JJ did it cause he won't go to the funeral. Fucker doesn't deserve a funeral."

Google nodded. "You seem to value your family."

"I do I love 'em," Chase whispered.

Google grabbed the man's hand. "They would miss you."

Chase froze. "They would."

Google nodded. "Are you going to drink that or shall I walk you home?"

"You don't have to," Chase whispered.

"You just tried to throw yourself off of a bridge. I'm going to walk you home."

Chase sighed. "Thank you."