Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters on the tv show Third Watch, though I will take Bosco if offered. I am not earning any money for this story so please don't sue me
"I ran, Faith. God help me, I ran." All of the pain that had been building inside of me was released in that short time. I knew that I had to talk to someone and Faith was the only one who I could trust. I could hear her comforting words and feel her arms around me, but just knowing that she cared would be enough to get me through this.
As we sat there, all of the memories of the last few months ran through my head. Hobart. Shaquanna. Arresting Mikey. Beating the hell out of the jagoff who beat my ma. The towers. The screaming. The bodies. The storm that had been building inside of me was finally released, and Faith, again, was picking up the pieces. And what had I ever done for her?
Nothing except put her in situation after situation where she had to save my ass. No wonder she didn't trust me enough to tell me about the abortion or that she was sick. What could I ever do for her? I kept her away from her family, built tensions between her and Fred. She had missed Emily's birthday because of me, and although Em is a strong kid someday her memories, or lack thereof, of her mother would built towards resentment. And it would be my fault. I poison everything I touch.
This is wrong. I shouldn't be here. Iam hurting this family with every passing minute. I have to leave. As I slowly pull away from Faith, I realize that she is not looking at me but at the door. I turn towards the exit and see a very confused Fred.