It had been a few days since the whole mess that practically hospitalized the entire group, and right now GoGo found herself sitting with Honey Lemon, trying to help the blonde girl with her idea for new types of chem-balls. So far most didn't sound too safe.

"I don't know… a chem-ball like that might suffocate anyone you hit with it," GoGo admitted much to Honey Lemon's disappointment, though she was glad she had the peace with her friend once again. Everything for the most part had returned to normal, but GoGo realized what time it was and groaned, getting up grabbing her bag.

"Sorry, but I have a date," the raven haired girl said.

"With Hiro or rehab?" Honey Lemon quirked with a smile.

"Both. I'll see you later," GoGo bid her friend farewell for now. She had to do a lot more rehabilitation, if she wanted any hope to keep her leg from hurting any more than it did. Thankfully though, she didn't have to suffer it alone. She happily left her friend's home, beginning to make her somewhat long walk to the hospital. GoGo was glad she could relax again, but she knew she had a lot of work to do if she wanted to get herself back to full strength.

Hiro found himself walking alongside Baymax. The two were entering a small business office, though the place was packed with workers who were handling various tasks.

"Come on, Baymax. I'd like to hurry before we're late for rehab," Hiro requested. He wanted to finish this visit and leave. But as one could see, he didn't get out entirely unscathed from the situation. That machine being removed from his arm left a nasty scar in his forearm and had damaged a lot of his muscles. He still didn't have many of his memories back, but he knew they will come back overtime, hopefully. The two entered into the nearby doorway, leading into an office.

"Oh! Hiro, Baymax! What are you doing here?" Bell's familiar voice chimed. The little girl was now wearing a blue suit. Paula, her parrot, was resting on her shoulder, looking as content as they were since everything calmed down.

"We wanted to drop by and check on you. How is it to be the new owner of the business?" Hiro asked. Ever since Kristoph left, the only person available to take over the business was, in a sudden twist, Bell. She had a bright smile on her face.

"Oh! We're starting back from the beginning! We've sold off most of our assets and now our factories are producing medical equipment for hospitals!" Bell exclaimed. Baymax was glad his patient seemed better. How well the two of them got along, it was like they were siblings.

"That's great, Bell! ...I'm sorry about Michael though," the young boy apologized. He felt bad for knowing what happened to Bell's true father. Now she didn't have the chance to ever see him again. She did seem saddened by this, but she looked to her parrot.

"The future! The future!" Paula squawked, before being pet by her owner.

"Paula is always here to remind me what to not forget. And I shouldn't forget what the future will have to surprise us! I'll never be alone as long as I have the other workers, we're a family business after all!" Bell exclaimed. She seemed pretty happy from the reminder her bird gave her. For a young business owner, and by extension a child prodigy, things seemed to be going smoothly. Hiro looked to Baymax, ready to leave so he could get onto his next visit, though before they left, the young girl grabbed his hand.

"Um… Hiro," she stuttered, gaining his attention.

"Is something wrong?" Baymax asked. She shook her head, claiming everything was fine, but she had one thing on her mind.

"I know you aren't Gavin anymore, but… will you still be my big brother?" Bell requested. She didn't want to lose all contact with him. They survived this together, after all. Hiro nodded, rubbing her head, slightly messing up her neat hair.

"Yeah, of course I will! …I have to go now. I'll come back tomorrow," Hiro reassured. She nodded with a smile, bidding the two goodbye. The medical assistant and his best friend left the business. They had another place to stop at before they went to the hospital so he could attend his rehabilitation.

Hiro and Baymax had taken the cable car to another nearby part of town, one that seemed less business oriented. It was mostly small apartment complexes, though the building the two approached had a sign out front that read, 'Sans Fransokyo Psychological Healthcare Facility.'

"It's going to take some time to get used to this place," Hiro said, feeling Baymax pat his head.

"You have done good helping him like this," the puffy robot said as they entered inside. They could see a lot of security at the entrance, but once they got past that, it seemed pleasant. Some various psychiatric patients were allowed to roam freely between room to room of various activities. There were workers always on watch who did their best to help. They then heard his voice.

"Ah, visitors. Do you have a family member here you'd like to see?" that voice that spoke so calm but still struck fear was heard. Hiro and Baymax turned around, seeing Kristoph standing before them. He was wearing a white coat on top of green medical scrubs, but he only had one arm now and his hair was let loose instead of done up, the length of his hair reached to his shoulders.

"Oh, yeah we were just leaving. I'm Hiro and this is Baymax," Hiro said, shaking hands with Kristoph. The man had started taking the medicine to erase his memory shortly after his amputation. It didn't take long for him to find his way, and wind up working in this psychiatric facility as a nurse. For some reason though he fit right in with everyone when he began working.

"I'm Alex. It's a pleasure to know the young still care for others," Kristoph claimed. It felt creepy, knowing they will have to keep checking up on him like this, but Baymax felt reassured knowing their former employer had no remote contact with his old life now. He adjusted his glasses.

"If you'll excuse me, I need to go do rounds to make sure everyone's taken their medication. Drop by anytime," Kristoph told them, walking away to get back to work. Hiro looked up to Baymax with a smile. The two of them bumped fists before they began to leave the mental hospital.

"You appear very relaxed," Baymax commented as the two were walking. Hiro shrugged.

"I dunno. I feel like… well, a whole new me. Everyone's still happy after all this. I'm just amazed that we did this," he answered after his admittance to being astonished, trying to fathom all they had done thanks to everyone they had met, and all their friends. But then Hiro began to grow depressed shortly after as their quiet walk began. The raven haired boy looked at the scar on his forearm, feeling somewhat like an idiot to have done something like that to himself, though about twenty minutes into their walk, Baymax felt it was right to press the depression issue to try and help resolve it.

"Are you depressed because of what the doctor said after your surgery?" the medical assistant inquired over what they had heard from the doctor the other day. Hiro nodded, rubbing his head.

"Yep… just that. Well, only you and Aunt Cass know right now, but I wonder whether to tell GoGo or not. I don't want to upset her when everything's just looking up," Hiro stated. He didn't want to be the bearer of bad news because of his own medical condition. His best friend nodded, not too happy by the news they had received either.

"Only 10% of your heart was damaged, Hiro, and they said there is a good chance it will recover," Baymax reminded him of what else the doctor said. The overclocking device had done its damage, it had physically hurt Hiro's heart. Now he was at greater risk for arrhythmias and heart attacks. He was the biggest casualty in the end of all of this.

"And if it doesn't recover, I'll be lucky to make it to 25 without a pacemaker, and if the damage does get worse, I'll not live to be 50 without a transplant," Hiro counter argued in what was the main worry in his head, fearing of not knowing what would happen to him. But he knew that for now, he had to focus on the future. Any problems that came around, he was willing handle when they came. The two were at last beginning to reach the hospital. They could see GoGo there waiting outside. She gave a small wave, seeing them.

"I cannot tell you what to do, Hiro. Do you want to keep it secret or tell the truth?" Baymax asked. His best friend thought it over for a second, seeing his girlfriend coming over to him. She wrapped her arms around him.

"I was worried you weren't going to show up. You ready to start rehab?" GoGo asked.

"You ready to pick back up on yours?" Hiro nodded, joking before getting lightly punched in the arm. The three walked into the hospital. Baymax was there to help the two with their rehab workout if they needed his aid. Hiro knew he had to either tell GoGo or not about his heart damage. He gripped her hand in his, looking at her, those reassuring eyes of hers that seemed to display her joyous spirit again. Hiro put on his bravest smile and kissed GoGo's cheek. She didn't mind his affection. It was welcome, after all that had happened the last few days.

"I'm glad we can all move on from this…" Hiro said, feeling his arm throb in pain as some sore reminder. But he had reached his decision.

"Yeah… it'll take some time for us to adjust to each other again, won't it?" GoGo wondered aloud, since he had no real memory, just fuzzy images left in his mind. This did nothing but raise a question of what would become of their relationship, but her boyfriend smirked.

"His memory should restore in due time. However, I believe your crush symptoms are incurable," Baymax declared. His scans could tell the two were relaxed and happy. They didn't mind that answer, though when he talked about crush symptoms, they did their best not to laugh too hard. Now they could all get back to their somewhat normal lives, even with a few more secrets and changes added to it.

The End...

Authors Note: I hope you all enjoyed this fanfic! It was my first time attempting a big hero 6 story, and I was surprised by the response it received! Will I make another big hero 6 story? Yeah definitely, I love writing the world of it. I made sure that this story got updated every other day. Thank you all so much for your support, it wouldn't have gotten far without you.

Written by: TheBlueBomberBoomer. Proofreaded by: The-Irish-Clover of DeviantArt. Have a good day, and take care!