My mouth goes dry, as I see a familiar face splattered across New York News.

My mind begins to go numb, I couldn't process what I was seeing in front of me.

"Aunty Maya, isn't that Uncle Lucas?" My six-year old god-daughter, asks from beside me.

I nod slowly, "Y-Yeah it is"

A hand intwines, with mine I look up and see my best friend Riley Minkus sat next to me, "It's going to be okay Peaches"

I shake my head, "I don't care Riles, honestly. Me and Lucas got a divorce two years ago"

"That doesn't mean, that you don't care"

"I really don't care, honestly"

Riley sighs before she picks up, Poppy into her arms, "We're going to go visit Daddy, before school aren't we baby?"

Poppy's face lights up, "Yes!"

I sigh loudly, "I'll come with you, seem as we're going to the same place anyway"

"Mommy, why doesn't Daddy live with us?" Poppy asks, as we climb into the car.

Riley shifts uncomfortably, "Because, Daddy made a silly mistake. So he needs people to look after him for a little while"

"Is he coming home soon?"

Tears burn in my best friends' eyes, "I promise, he's coming home soon baby"

"It's not fair, Aunty Maya can see him all the time"

I reach over and grab her small hand, "It's because I work with who's looking after him sweetie"

"Do you look after him?"

I nod, "Sometimes, I do. And everytime I do, he tells me he loves you, very, very much"

Poppy grins, "I love him too, please tell him that!"

"Course, I will"

"Thank you, Aunty Maya"

My heart swells, at her innocence.

"Is he doing okay?" Riley asks, as she looks at me in the mirror.

I laugh slightly, "You ask me, this everyday. And everyday I tell you he's fine"

"So no one is giving him trouble'?"

I shake my head, "Not that I'm aware off"

We pull up outside of my workplace, 'John Quincy, Penitentary'.

"I'll see you guy's later. Good luck!" I say quickly, as I climb out of the car.

I head into the front doors, before walking through the metal detector scanner, and show the guards my I.D badge.

"Hey Hart!" One of the guards say.

I refrain from rolling my eyes, as I look at the sleazy guy which is Charlie Gardener.

"Hello Charlie" I murmur.

"We've got an new inmate, and apparently he's got diabetes. So he'll be all yours doc"

"I haven't heard about him" I muse, tiredly, as I make my way towards the infirmary.

"His file, is waiting at your desk"

I sigh loudly before nodding, "Well thanks for the head up Charlie"

I get the keys out of my lab-coat before opening the infirmary door, and going towards my practice room.

And there, just like Charlie said, is a brown file.

My heart drops, when I read the label on the file.

'Friar, Lucas'

My eyebrows knit together, Lucas doesn't have diabetes?

Unless, he had recently developed type 2 diabetes, but it was very unlikely, almost impossible. He avoided sugary foods at all costs. Because they made him feel sick.

I leave my room, and walk towards one of the guards who was stood outside, "Can you please call Lucas Friar into my office?"

The guard nods and begins to walk away.

What was Lucas doing?

What was he planning?

My eyes widen slightly, as my entire body freezes. When I see Lucas being guided into the room.

Lucas' face drops as he sees me.

"I'll be fine on my own" I say dismissively to the guard, who nods and leaves the room.

"M-Maya? You're my doctor?"

I nod slowly, "Why are you pretending you're diabetic?"

"I'm not, I found out I had type 2 diabetes last year"

I look at him in disbelief, "And why don't I believe you"

Lucas sighs loudly, "Well, you've never believed me ever since day one"

I shift uncomfortably, "Lucas, If I'm going to look after you and provide medical care, than everything that happened between us, didn't happen. Me and you are nothing you understand?"

"It's crystal"

"So why did you rob a bank?" I ask, as I roll up his sleeve.

Lucas narrows his eyes at me, "Why would I tell a stranger intimate details of my life? You're nothing to me"

My blood turns cold, at the venom in his words.

I shrug, as I wrap plastic around his arms so that I'm able to identify his veins easier, "Fair enough, but you are going to have to co-operate with me, I am your doctor now. So I have duty of care, no matter how much either of us dislike it"

I sterelise my hands with anti-bacterial gel and apply a pair of latex gloves. My practice room door swings open causing me to whip my head around, there stands Charlie with a lazy smirk on his face.

"Hey doc, I need to ask you something"

I refrain from rolling my eyes, "And I need to do my job, so can you save your question till later"

Charlie chuckles, "Course, I'll come find you on my lunch"

Dread fills inside of me.

"Great" I mumur, before I gently inject the needle into Lucas' arm.

"Is that guy a dick or does he just have it out for me?"

Despiste myself, a smile graces onto my lips "Probably a bit of both"

"Do you see Farkle a lot?"

I freeze slightly, "No, just on his check-ups and physios"

"Do you still believe he did it?"

"You're all done, you can go now"

"Maya-" Lucas starts.

"You can go now" I say sharply.

The man infront of me nods sullenly, before standing up and leaving room.

I close my eyes, in an attempt to hold back tears. Even after all these years seeing Lucas hurt, and it hurt like hell. I hadn't seen him, in nearly five years.

…

I sigh loudly, as I walk out of the penitentory, and typical the one day I don't drive to work, it's pouring it down with rain.

Luckily for me, I had a stop I need to visit before going home and by the time I leave, I won't care if it's pissing it down with acid rain.

I quickly make my way towards, the gas station across the road from my place of work. I cautiously I check my surroundings before dashing towards the run-down toilets beside the gas station shop.

As soon as I enter the toilets, I lock myself away into a cubical. Putting my black leather bag on the top of the toilet, I root for what I need. I get out my elastic band, needle and vial of morphine.

I tighten the elastic band around my arm, and fill up the needle carefully before closing my eyes and letting bliss over take me.