Prompt: Paige watches as Mike almost dies

Paige hadn't left the hospital waiting room since she had realized that Sid had attempted to kill Mike because of her, she paced back and forth, her head in her hands and tears streaming down her tanned cheeks. The flannel she had wrapped tightly around her had been stolen from his closet, which had remained untouched since he and her had ceased talking. There was a loud commotion all of a sudden, doctors rushed through the relatively empty corridor, she heard shouts of "code red!" ring throughout the hall and she chased after the mob of doctors. Her worst fears came true as she watched the doctors pile into Mike's room, she desperately tried to see what was going on,

"Ma'm I'm going to need you to return to the waiting room." A doctor tried to usher her away, but Paige fought her,

"That's my boyfriend!" She screeched, ignoring her word choice in her subconscious,

"Please just let the doctors do their jobs." The woman said, trying to fend off a shrieking Paige,

"NO YOU DONT UNDERSTAND!" Paige screamed, tears gushing, the female doctor tried to take Paige by the arms to calm her but Paige was inconsolable, "THIS IS MY FAULT!" She shouted in hysteria, the doctor again looked at the woman falling apart in front of her, and watched as the blonde slumped to the ground, controlled by her sobs, the doctor took her in her arms, and tried desperately to console the wrecked girl. Paige's entire body wracked with heavy, deep, screams of anger as she fell apart, her head buried in her hands, her tears wetting Mike's flannel, this was all her fault.

The doctor assured her that Mike was in good hands and helped her out of the deserted hospital wing, Mike and the team of doctors in the operating room halls down, and Paige crying as she made her way to the front door, she managed to return to the cool California breeze, it whipped her tear streaked face with anger and resentment, every cool whisper stinging her skin with the sharpness of reality. She didn't know what to do, she felt hopeless and helpless, that's when she decided she was going to do it.

She drove home in silence, the radio still tuned to Mike's favorite Broadway station, but the volume off, she returned to the empty house, glad her roommates were gone for the day, she found a piece of paper and started to scrawl her goodbye,

/ Mike,

I watched life slip out of you today, I watched as the doctors fruitless efforts only pumped the tiniest sliver of breath back into your chest, I listened to the doctors contemplate pulling the plug, I heard them discuss the challenges you'd face if you were to miraculously wake up from this coma that I put you in. This is all my fault, I tried to make things right with Lena and I ended up destroying the one man I knew, and I loved, the most. The one person I could turn to when days got dark and when nights got too cold, and now suddenly you're laying in a hospital bed because of me, you're unable to open your eyes, or your mouth,or move because of me, you lay in this place between life and death, this hellish sleep, because of me. I don't think you will ever forgive me, you don't have to, hell, please don't. I know you're gonna wake up Mikey, I know you're going to be the best FBI agent this country has ever seen, and you're going to marry a nice girl, and have a beautiful family, I know you will pull through this, because you deserve to. I however don't deserve the gift anymore, I've lived my life out, I've had the best moments i will ever have with you and I want you to know that my last memories are sweet ones of you, and that I didn't feel a thing.

I'll love you forever.

Paige/

Her tears dripped onto the outside edge of the paper that she set on the table, and she rummaged around the medicine drawer, pulling out a bottle of prescription pain killers, she poured a handful into her sweaty palms and one by one, took each pill. She didn't lie, she didn't feel a thing as she slipped onto the cool tile floor of their kitchen.

Charlie came home from baby shopping, feeling quite happy, she walked toward the kitchen and she stumbled upon her friend sprawled out on the floor, she quickly dialed 911, and tried desperately to search for signs of life in her blonde companion. Charlie noticed the white paper, and quickly grabbed it off the counter, reading it, and realizing what her friend had done, the next few hours were a blur as paramedics swarmed he house, and tried to revive Paige.

Meanwhile, Mike was waking from his coma, albeit weak, he had not long lasting impacts, his doctors were expecting a quicker recovery than they had anticipated. He wasn't asking for much in his delirious state, except he kept mumbling Paige's name as doctors checked his vitals, Charlie came bursting in,

"MIKEY!" She shouted, throwing her arms around the younger agent, crying into his shoulder,

"Where's Paige?" Mike whispered hoarsely, and a grave look came over Charlie's face and he knew something was wrong,

"Mikey...Paige is...she's in the other hospital wing..." Charlie answered, and Mikes face filled with alarm,

"Did she get shot? What happened?!" He asked worriedly, Charlie swallowed hard,

"She tried to kill herself yesterday." Charlie said quietly, and Mike's eyes filled with fear, "she wanted you to read this." Charlie pulled out the piece of paper Paige had addressed to Mike. His eyes widened as he read the note, tears filling his yes and his entire being becoming crushed, mortally defeated.

Charlie left when Mike dosed off into a deep slumber, silently making her way back to Paige's room, she stopped quickly though when she heard the mumbling of doctors outside her friends room,

"Did your test results come back as we thought they would?" One of the doctors asked the other,

"Yes, Ms. Arkin is approximately 9 weeks pregnant."