~Y/n's POV~

Me and Sans have been walking for quite a while now, we haven't seen any people or cars go by so I guess that's a good thing. The full moon shone brightly against the millions of stars. "What time is it?" I asked him. "Probably around 2:00 am." He answered. "Are you tired?" I questioned. "Nope, you?" He responded. "Not at all." I answered. "Wait, I have an idea!" I announced. "What is it?" Sans asks. "I know a really nice park around here, maybe we could hang there." I suggested. "Sure, sounds fun." He replied. I grabbed his hand and started to drag him over to the park.

[At the park]

I hopped onto a swing and started to go back and forth. Sans took the swing next to me and started to do the same. Eventually I was going the highest I could. "Wee!" I exclaimed. Sans was still low to the ground. "Come on lazybones! The air is great up here!" I told him enthusiastically. He only sighed and started to do little effort to get higher. I groaned and stopped my swing. "What are you doing?" He asked. I didn't answer and I started to push him. "Hey!" He exclaimed playfully. Eventually he was as high as he could go. I quickly got onto my swing and got to his pace. "Told you it was great up here!" I giggled. He chuckled and I could've sworn I saw light blue blush appear on his face. He's so cute when he blushes... Wait a minute, am I crushing on him? I mean, he is a great guy. He's sweet, funny, caring, laid-back, smart, and observant. Oh my God I'm totally crushing on him. "Something on your mind?" Sans asked knocking me out of my thoughts, this is what I mean by observant. "Oh, uh, yeah sorry." I said while heat rushes to my face. "Its ok." He replied. "Also, I can't help but notice you blush an awful lot. What's up with that?" He mentions. I felt my face heat up even more. "U-Uh, I j-just... Um..." I was lost of what to say. Suddenly Sans' phone started to ring, he pulled it out of his pocket and stopped the swing. I did too, who could be calling this late? "Hello?" Sans asked into the phone. I heard a distressed female voice come from the phone but I couldn't make out what she was saying, all I know is that it was bad based on Sans' expression. Sans went stiff and his face was flooded with concern. "I'm on my way with a friend." He told who ever he was talking to. "Sans, what's going on?" I asked him. "Frisk is hurt, bad." He said while getting off the swing swiftly. I got off too and he quickly took my hand and teleported me somewhere. My feet hit solid ground and I opened my eyes. Sans didn't let go of my hand and he ran into the building in front of us. I soon realized it was a hospital. We ran through the doors and straight to the receptionist. "We're here to see Frisk." He explained, I was gasping for breath. "She's in room 256." The lady told us. Sans rushed me over there and he nearly bust down the door. Once we were inside I saw 7 monsters huddled around a hospital bed. One turned around, she looked like some humanoid goat lady. "Sans, thank goodness you're here." She said. Sans still didn't let go of my hand as he walked over to the bed. They made space for us and I got a good look at Frisk. She had a deep scratch under her left eye, that was the only injury I saw because she was wrapped in a hospital blanket. I felt Sans squeeze my hand, I squeezed back in reassurance. "Sans, who is this friend of yours?" The goat lady asked. "I'm Y/n, nice to meet you." I answered. "I am Toriel, it is nice to meet you too." She told me. I nodded and decided to look at some of the other monsters. There was a potted golden flower with a face on the table next to the bed, Papyrus, a blue fish lady with red hair in a ponytail and an eye-patch, a yellow lizard-dinosaur thing, a robot which I've seen on TV, and the king of monsters. They all wore worried expressions along with myself. I knew how much Sans cared for Frisk, she was one of his best friends. A male doctor then came into the room. "Frisk is in a fatal condition right now, does anybody know how this happened?" He asked. Everybody shook their heads. "I see, well I must tell you that her soul has been ripped in two and she only has one half of it left." He explained. We all gasped. "We are trying everything we can to restore the other half." He told us. Then an idea rushed into my head. I looked to Sans, he looked back. I could tell he knew what I was thinking. "Y/n, do you really think you could?" He asked. "I think, I'm pretty sure I know everything in a soul and how it works." I answered. "It couldn't hurt anybody, could it?" He questioned. "It shouldn't, it would just take a lot of energy out of me." I explained. "It's better than nothing." He said. I nodded and just now realized everyone was looking at us. I cleared my throat and began to explain what I could do and how I might be able to replenish her soul. They all agreed and I took a deep breath in. I focused on everything in a soul, Frisk's trait was Determination so I focused on that too. Suddenly half of a soul appeared and I imagined how it worked, the soul then started to light up. "Please send out her soul." I said while not loosing my focus. The soul came out and I drifted the half I created over to it. The other half that Frisk originally had was being drawn to it, before I knew it the two pieces collided and became one. I then collapsed onto the ground.