Authors Note: Once again a big thank you to TragicTales for helping me!

After hearing the Door slam shut, Frank shut his eyes tight and rubbed his hand over his face, he knew he had to do something and quick before Denise got so depressed that she made herself sick. Then he got an idea, he grabbed the phone and called Claudia Joy and hoped she answered

He was thankful when he heard her voice "General Holden's residents"

"Claudia Joy it's Frank I need your help" he said "Can you come over here?"

"Yeah sure thing" she replied cheerfully.

"Thanks we'll see you in a little bit" he said and hung up.

Claudia Joy was at their house in less than ten minutes; Frank's tone was enough to make her rush right over.

She walked into the house and smiled and hugged Frank "Welcome home" she said.

"Thanks, listen Denise is having a really hard time dealing with Jeremy's death and I'm worried, she went into depression after her father died and it lasted for months." he said, it was clear he was very concerned. Can you help me cheer her up?"

"I don't know if I can?"

"What about getting her out of the house?" he asked "Lord help me but what about going to the Hump Bar?"

"Hopefully we can get her out at all."

"It's worth a shot" he sighed and went to the bed room, Denise was sitting on the bed looking at pictures of her son, tears once again streaming down her face.

"Denise?" he said speaking as softly as he could so he didn't set her off again.

She looked up at him but didn't bother speaking; she was done talking, done with everything.

Claudia joy walked over to the bed

"What are you doing here?" Denise asked a bit cold.

"You need to get out"

"I don't feel like getting out" she replied looking down at the picture in her lap. Tears spilled out of her eyes once again.

"Why not"

"I just don't" she shouted, Frank was at his wits end, this woman was not his wife, his wife would not speak to her friends that way.

"Denise stop it!" Frank reprimanded her; his wife was not going to behave this way, grieving or not.

"No!" she screamed and started to throw the picture but Frank caught her hand and took the picture from her "Go change clothes, you're going out, it's not negotiable anymore." he told her firmly but tried to keep his temper under control.

"Look! I won't you hear me? I won't! And don't you dare make me"

"Denise hush!"

"No!" she screamed and started to throw the picture but Frank caught her hand and took the picture from her "Go change clothes, you're going out, it's not negotiable anymore." he told her firmly but tried to keep his temper under control.

"Look! I won't you hear me? I won't! And don't you dare make me"

"I'm not trying to force you to do anything, but honey you have got to stop this, I know you miss Jeremy but this is not going to bring him back" Frank said sitting next to her and placing his arm around her shoulder.

"No now come on, I'm going to, and we are going to the Hump Bar" he said pulling on her arm to make her get up.

She gave him a death glare. "Fine"

Frank smiled at her and hoped she would at least try to have a good time. They both changed clothes then they left the house with Claudia Joy behind them. When they got there Frank was very uneasy, this type of environment wasn't his thing but he had to do this for Denise.

"I want tequila!" she told Roxy as soon as she got to the bar and slammed her purse down.

Frank couldn't help but laugh as did Roxy "Coming right up" she said and gave Denise and Frank both a drink.

Denise shot it down. "Another!"

Frank's eye widened "Calm down woman you're going to be drunk before we've been here ten minutes if you keep that up." he said laughing

"Good! That's the point, I want to be!"

"Denise hush that, no you don't, come dance with me" he said trying to get her away from the bar, Roxy was standing behind the bar looking like she was going to fall over, she had never seen Denise like this.

Denise took another shot. "No! Another around Roxy!"

"Denise I think you need to slow down" Roxy said

"I think you should get out of my life!" she said bitterly.

Roxy's eyes widened and so did Frank's, "Denise stop it, apologize to her!" he snapped grabbing the shot glass from her before she could get anything else.

"Why I'm not sorry! Another round!"

Roxy didn't say another word she just continued to feed Denise drinks until she was satisfied, and very wasted, she was soon dancing with random strangers while Frank watched in shock.

"You know," Denise said to her dancing partner. "You look like my son!"

"Well thank you ma'am" the young man said smiling

"Never! Join the army! No sir noooooo"

"Don't plan on it" he said and pulled her closer and held tight, Frank was three second away from killing this guy, that was his wife he had his hands on.

"Hahahah, you're beautiful!"

Frank had enough; he went and pulled Denise by the arm toward the exit.

"Let me go!" She got out his grip. "What was that for?"

"Denise I brought you here to have a good time, not for you to get drunk and throw yourself at men half your age!" he snapped.

"You're old! And I love him! Take me back!"

"No, we are going home, now get in the truck" he ordered.

"No! You've just jealous I can get other men and you can't get other women"

"I don't want another woman Denise, especially if they're going to cause me as much trouble as you've caused me in twenty-two years" he said, not really meaning that.

"You knew that before you married me. I didn't hide anything"

"No but you've never acted like this before either" he replied

"Leave me! You should have left me!"

"No Denise, now let's go, you're drunk" he said and picked her up and put her in the truck himself.

"I hate you!" she yelled as he shut the door.

Frank didn't even bother saying anything; he just got in the truck and drove them home. He went around and helped Denise out of the car and into the house so she wouldn't fall. "I don't need your help I'm not a baby" she slurred, she was nearly passed out standing up.

Denise got out and fell face first into a pile of dirt. "Leave me Here!"

"No Denise, stop being stubborn, come on let me help you" he said helping her back to her feet.

"Now leave! I don't want to see you again."

Frank just sighed and helped her into the house, he took her to their room "Fine I'll leave if that's what you want but just remember I am only trying to help you Dee" he said and left the house and let the door slam behind him. Denise felt like she had been slapped in the face, she hadn't thought he'd actually leave.

She went over to Jeremy's old room. Since it was now the nursery she sat in the rocking chair and sobbed, she was completely alone, Emmalin had taken Molly for the night and now Frank was gone and she didn't even know where.

She threw a family portrait towards the window and smashed it.

She sobbed until she made herself sick then she lay in the bathroom floor wishing her husband would come back home.

'Oh Frank.' She thought over and over again. She chased him off for good she told herself.

What she didn't know was he was sitting outside in his truck debating whether or not to go back to her.

She lifted herself up from the tub. Shed have to leave she told herself. Jeremy left, Frank left, and now she should too

She stumbled to Frank's gun cabinet and pulled one off the rack, she lifted it to her head but before she could shoot she head Frank's voice "Denise no!"

"Why? What do I have to live for?"

"What about me, and Molly?" he asked "What about our baby girl?"

"She deserves a better mother" she said so calmly that it made him shiver.

Denise you are an amazing mother" he said walking slowly toward her "please honey, give me the gun."

"No!" She shouted and held the gun close to her chest

"Denise please don't do this" he begged "Please, give me the gun baby"

She hesitated but gave it to him

Frank took the gun then pulled her into his arms and held her tight "I love you Denise, we're going to get through this, I promise" he said and kissed her head gently.

"Oh Frank" she sobbed.

Frank held her tighter and rubbed her back "Denise don't ever do that again" he told her "You scared me."

"I'm sorry Frank" she said and meant it.

"It's okay just don't do that again" he said and kissed her cheek, he couldn't believe he had almost lost her "Are you feeling okay, I've never seen you drink like you did tonight."

"Yes I'm fine Frank"

"Denise you look like you've been hit by a mac-truck" he said and she slapped his chest "Oh thanks" she said rolling her eyes but smiling.

She got up and walked over to couch "Frank, we need to leave"

"Leave?" he asked confused "Why?"

"I can't stand being in this house"

"Denise, sweetheart we can't just leave, I have work and so do you" he said

"You work in another country!"

"I'm home for a while, at least until after the funeral" he said which was not what she wanted to hear.

"No! I won't be here when it happens"

"When what happens?" he asked

"The funeral"

"Denise he was your son, you have to go" he said shocked.

"No! I won't see my son dead!" She got up and walked away towards the other side of the room.

"Fine, don't go" he said giving up "I'm done fighting with you."

"Why would I go!?" she screamed.

"I don't know" he said "I don't know anything about you anymore."

Denise glared at him; she got up and walked towards her bedroom. "You know what Frank, I'll leave."

"Is that what you really want?" he asked

"You expect me to be like Claudia Joy. Smile and say nothing but yes and no. But I'm not. My child died and damn it I can't stay here."

"Denise one expects you to be like Claudia Joy, I didn't marry Claudia Joy I married you, and yes we lost our son, but is that really how you want to handle it, by running away?" he asked "Cause that's not the Denise I know"

"But you wish you had Claudia joy." She ran threw her drawers and pulled random clothes out.

"Denise stop!" Frank said and grabbed her by the arm "Stop it now!"

She stopped and calmed herself. "Don't. Touch. Me."

Frank didn't attempt to let go "Stop right now, you are acting crazy!"

"I am leaving, with or without you Frank."

"Fine" he said "Then go!" he let her go and walked into the bed room and slammed the door.

She ran to the door and opened it. "Keep the child!" She picked her bag and walked towards the living room.

He didn't bother to stop her, he let her go, it had to be her decision whether she wanted to stay in this marriage or not and right now he was only sure of one thing, it could go either way.

She went towards the door. "Frank,"

"What Denise?" he asked emotionlessly.

"I'm sorry, for everything." She then opened the door and shut it behind her. She caused him misery beyond anything all their lives together.

Frank didn't reply or attempt to stop her from leaving. She got in her car and started to cry for what felt like the millionth time that day. Where was she going to go?

Denise then remembered when she was girl she would pass a small cabin by the sea

She pulled it together enough to drive and drove to the cabin, she got out of her car and walked inside, the last time she was here she was with Frank for their anniversary.

She walked inside. Every other place her son had been in but not here

She put her bag down in the bed room and looked out the window at the water.

The sea always relaxed her. It relaxed her son. That was one of the few traits he got from her. In small way she felt it as a connection to him

She decided since it was after 2 a.m that she would try to get some sleep, she was emotionally and physically exhausted. She went to the bed and fell to sleep instantly.