At first Frisk vehemently opposed going to see the dinosaur, having had enough of fighting, but Sans whispered words of encouragement in the hopes that she would change her mind. When all else failed, Sans unwrapped his arms from her waist and moved away with a sigh, "Do you really think you can just avoid her altogether?"

"Yeah. That was the plan," She pouted stubbornly.

Sans pinched the space above his nasal cavity, "I understand you don't want to see her after everything-"

"Damn right!"

He cast her an exasperated look before continuing, "But she's the only one who can monitor our child."

That seemingly snapped the hybrid out of her defiance. A hand unconsciously held her stomach and she looked away uncomfortably. Even if she stayed mad at the dinosaur they would still have no one else to turn to in order to provide prenatal care, and deep down Frisk knew she couldn't stay mad at Alphys for long. The two of them had grown to be good friends over the years and to let their friendship crumble over a stupid argument would be downright idiotic. Anger now partially deflated, she took a seat on the old bed and looked down at her hands folded neatly in her lap.

"You know I'm right." Sans said gently and took a seat beside her, dipping the bed just a tad from his weight. Frisk gave a small dejected nod.

"Yes, you are. It just hurt to see her so mad at me. She's never mad, especially not at us."

The skeleton wrapped an arm around her shoulders, dragging her into his rib cage where she snuggled closely, "I know. It was certainly.. unexpected.. but can you blame her? She was worried beyond belief that you had been hurt beyond repair. Frisk you were in a coma, there was no guarantee that you'd wake up."

Tears formed in her eyes at the guilt she harbored, the fear that she would have left behind her family and friends.. Even the unborn life inside her. It was certainly scary to think that one minute she was on her way home from work and then the next she was on the brink of death. She gave a pitiful whimper before clinging on tightly to her husband. Stroking her hair calmly, the monster looked down at his distressed wife with a look of apprehension.

"You know," The skeleton began hesitantly, unsure if what he was about to say would make his love understand just how serious this situation was, "when she found out you had been hurt she rushed over with a suitcase full of medical supplies, gave you a checkup and stayed by your side despite everyone's protests. She helped us to monitor not only your body, but our child's soul. Day and night she stayed camped out in the living room so that in case anything were to happen, they would be there. Frisk, you need to understand that her anger wasn't genuine, it was a cover, a ploy if you will. Instead of letting on to her despair, she masked it with anger."

A few tears fell as she listened quietly to his words, allowing the information to fully sink in. She knew he was speaking the truth, their friend would never be unkind without something terrible happening, and sure enough her coma had been the catalyst. Finding herself growing completely restless and regretful, she loosened her hold and looked up to Sans, "I get it.. I need to apologize for the mess I made, huh?"

At his nod the girl brushed away the streaks running down her cheeks and whispered that she was ready to go see their friend. He nodded and stood up holding his hand out. Once she took it, he closed his eyes and teleported them outside of Alphys' laboratory. Frisk looked away nervously, after their fight the half monster doubted that her dinosaur friend would even want to look at her yet alone talk. Sans, sensing her distress, reached out and held her hand encouragingly before knocking on the locked door.

And then they waited.

And waited..

Finally after five minutes of polite knocking and waiting, Sans pulled out his phone and gave their friend a call. Frisk on the other hand was beginning to worry. It wasn't like Alphys to ignore the door, or at the very least Undyne would be around to hear it if the dino was tied up with her inventions. Frisk turned to Sans when he mumbled a curse, her worries now confirmed as her skeleton pocketed the phone.

"No answer. Maybe she's not home?" He suggested.

The girl shook her head, "I don't think so. Something doesn't feel right Sans. Can you get us inside?"

He nodded and teleported them inside the lab where Frisk immediately started to call out for their friends. Not getting any response, the girl whirled around to Sans, "You search down here, I'll check upstairs."

And the two of them split up to search. The lights were off except for a few flood lights along the wall, barely illuminating the walls and steel floor of the first story. Sans frowned as he inspected the ground floor, finding nothing of significance other than a few haphazard cups of noodles that were spilled on the old worn desk. Her kissy kissy mew mew action figure lied on the ground broken from impact. It was.. odd to say the least. A feeling of foreboding pooled in his nonexistent stomach, something was seriously wrong if Alphys didn't care about her beloved anime character, she'd had that long before even being with Undyne! Speaking of, he noticed a particular lack of spears in the vicinity, which was odd since the fish monster had them strewn along the wall in some sort of prized collection, right where Mettaton's gigantic hole used to be.

Frisk's search wasn't going much better. The escalators were no longer running, which was odd, but could be overlooked due to the fact that the main power was out. So she hurried up the escalator, frowning as she had to move in semi-darkness, and although she normally wasn't afraid of the dark, something about this whole situation had her on edge. The atmosphere was disturbing to say the least.

After making it to the top floor, Frisk made her way through the dark, stumbling into a bookshelf where she promptly smacked her face. Cursing under her breath, she rubbed her throbbing nose and maneuvered back to the escalator where she promptly felt for the wall. It was considerably more dark on the top floor since there were only a sparse amount of lights, so she let her hand trail the wall while she walked, still calling out for her friend. The soft sound of shuffling caught her attention and encouraged her onward. Realizing she still had her phone with her, Frisk pulled out the phone and used the built in flashlight to illuminate the darkness, moving it around the room as she kept walking. Although it did give her some visibility, she still could only see a few feet in front of her. Flicking the light back towards the other wall, the blown up anime picture hanging from it caused her to screech in fright and stumble backwards, falling on her butt.

Sans appeared by her side, eye blazing and fist glowing as he hovered over her protectively. Frisk looked up at him dazedly, trying to calm her frantic heart. The stupid poster had been long forgotten, but it's huge cartoonish face had definitely given her a fright. Sighing exasperatedly, the girl stood up and clamped a hand onto the skeleton's shoulder explaining what had happened. Her monster let out a sigh of his own and calmed himself, "Only you would get scared by a cartoon, babe."

Brow furrowing, she let out a snort and was about to retort when a groan and clatter were heard not far from where the couple stood. Both bristled, ready for something to emerge from the darkness, but when nothing came, Sans told Frisk to stay put while he investigated. She nodded and he slunk further into the darkness, out of sight.
With nothing more to do, the girl slumped against the wall and waited until Sans returned.

It didn't take long before another groan was heard accompanied by a quiet yawn. Sans stalked forward, his eyes taking in the surroundings a bit better than Frisk's human ones. Making his way closer to the tiny desk, he noticed a slumped form laying on top of the wood surrounded by what looked like cans of.. beer? The site puzzled the skeletal monster, but he approached cautiously nonetheless. His approach didn't startle the figure, but as soon as he saw the overly large lab coat and pale yellow scales, he let out a sigh of relief. Turning back, he called out to the partially afraid girl, telling her they were safe. He nudged the passed out monster gently at first, but with her grunts and hisses to go away he only shook harder and harder until she had no other choice but to wake up.

With a grumble and finally a slurred yell, the dinosaur sat up, rubbing sleep from her eyes and squeezing her eyes closed as a throb of pain wracked her brain. Another groan fell past her lips before she finally took in the annoying pest that woke her from the decent sleep she was having. Despite having almost drank her weight in booze, she was surprisingly well considering how much she had consumed. On further thought, she supposed it was either her monster genetics or the possibility that human alcohol was weak at best. Maybe it was both? As she went to stand, she teetered unsteadily before falling unceremoniously on the table. Maybe she wasn't as fine as she first thought..

Sans looked down at the obviously drunk monster and gave a sigh. Clearly she couldn't hold her liquor as well as she seemed to think, but what truly bothered him was the distinct lack of a certain fishy companion. Surely Undyne wouldn't get her lover drunk, especially not to this extent, and then just leave? So that posed the question: What really happened?

Sans helped the girl to stand upright, although it was very difficult with her wobbly legs making her sway back and forth. He noted the dull glaze over her cerulean orbs, how every breath exuded nothing but liquor, and the way she was sweating lightly. Frowning thoughtfully, he looked around for a light source. Fortunately, a small desk lamp sat upon the tabletop and when the switch was flipped a fair bit of light illuminated the surrounding area. Frisk came over upon seeing the light and her clearly intoxicated friend. That feeling in her stomach refusing to budge, something had happened for Alphys to drink herself into this state.

Upon seeing Frisk, the dinosaur stiffened, stifling a choked sob while simultaneously mustering up the fiercest glare she could. Her words, although slurred, bit with an intense chill,  "W-What are YOU doing here? Come t-to y-yell at me some more?"

The half monster shook her head and slowly approached her friend, noting the redness in her eyes and the unbidden tears that she was desperately holding back. Alphys looked downright miserable, her words although sharp merely proved Sans point. She was hurting..

"No, Al, I'm here to see you." She tried to reason.

Alphys snorted and leaned against the desk when Sans released her, trying in vain to hold herself together. She let out a shaky breath before steadying her voice, "Why?"

Frisk moved until she was only a few feet away, much to the dinosaur's displeasure, "Friends don't abandon one another. I-I know that I was wrong, Al. I shouldn't have been so reckless, especially not with my child-"

"You're d-damn right! Do you have a-any idea how wrong i-it all could've gone?" She spat halfheartedly, tears flowing down her cheeks.

"I know, I'm sorry-"

"Sorry doesn't cut it! Y-You have n-no idea what it felt like!" The monster slammed her fist onto the table effectively knocking more beer cans to the floor and leaving a large hole in the wood, "You almost died! Y-You should've waited for Sans, c-called one of us, something! Anything other than leaving yourself defenseless!"

The hybrid nodded, tears clinging to her lashes. She should have done more, been less rash, but at the time she was blindly unaware that she would become a target for assault. Her body trembled with her grief, regret for putting herself in such a situation and for the guilt and worry she put her friends through.

Frisk broke the distance between her and Alphys, enveloping her in a tight embrace, "I'm sorry, Alphys. It must have been so hard for you. To have seen so much, and to be able to do nothing must have hurt you so bad. I'm so so sorry, please forgive me.."

Alphys' eyes widened and at first she tried to pull away, but at Frisk's words, she found herself clutching the half monster desperately, wailing her heart out. She hadn't meant to lash out like she did, but she never had to face something so devastating in her many years of life. Frisk was their hope, their friend, and knowing that she had nearly been killed tore at her heart more than anything else. How could she live with herself, knowing that her friend died when she could do nothing more than watch her life flicker from existence?

The two stayed in their own world, oblivious to the heavy footsteps approaching or the fact that Sans had mysteriously disappeared for a few moments.

Alphys tried desperately to convey her feelings, finding it difficult with the throbbing headache accompanying her heartfelt crying, and the hoarseness of her throat from her sobbing. Nevertheless, she choked out the most important things.

"I d-didn't want to l-lose you.. Y-You c-can't go back.. please don't g-go back. I n-never meant to be su-such an ass, but I was scared! I-It hurt so much and I was so mean to everyone! You, Sans, Asgore, Undyne, I was horrible... I'm sorry!"

Neither one heard the sound of armor rustling due to their tearful embrace. The two openly shrieked as a pair of metallic arms wrapped tightly around the both of them.

"Apology accepted." The all too familiar voice whispered, making Alphys cry that much harder.

Undyne stood up, armor clanging lightly as she brought the pair into the air, hugging them tightly in her arms, relieved that their fight had been resolved.