Disclaimer: I own no one cept for my self and my imaginary squirrel friend who does not appear in this story. So don't sue me.
Elizabeth threw up. Susan ran back inside to report what had happened.
"Why Robert?" Elizabeth thought"Why not some stranger or even Weaver, but not Robert. I..I.don't even know if he has any family to contact."
As Elizabeth started to cry a small crowd was gathering. From in the middle somewhere she heard mutters of "It's about time God smited that basterd." , and "Thank god if it had to be anyone, it was him."
She couldn't handle it and ran away
**********************************************************************************************************************************
a month later
**********************************************************************************************************************************
The memorial was had been short. People had only really showed up because it was the appropriate thing to do.
Elizabeth still cried now and then. Robert had meant a lot to her, more than she had let herself think. She missed his cutting remarks, his obvious flirtation, everything about him. Everything made her think of him even after she'd leave the hospital and go home.
"Ella, sweetheart, please eat your vegetables. They're good for you"
"No, Veggies yucky."
I wonder what if Robert would have liked Ella?
"Mommy sad again."
"No, Sweetie, mommy is ok."
No mommy is not ok honey, mommy misses Robert very much.
Later on after she'd tucked Ella into bed, Elizabeth finally fell into a restless sleep filled with strange dreams.
Elizabeth threw up. Susan ran back inside to report what had happened.
"Why Robert?" Elizabeth thought"Why not some stranger or even Weaver, but not Robert. I..I.don't even know if he has any family to contact."
As Elizabeth started to cry a small crowd was gathering. From in the middle somewhere she heard mutters of "It's about time God smited that basterd." , and "Thank god if it had to be anyone, it was him."
She couldn't handle it and ran away
**********************************************************************************************************************************
a month later
**********************************************************************************************************************************
The memorial was had been short. People had only really showed up because it was the appropriate thing to do.
Elizabeth still cried now and then. Robert had meant a lot to her, more than she had let herself think. She missed his cutting remarks, his obvious flirtation, everything about him. Everything made her think of him even after she'd leave the hospital and go home.
"Ella, sweetheart, please eat your vegetables. They're good for you"
"No, Veggies yucky."
I wonder what if Robert would have liked Ella?
"Mommy sad again."
"No, Sweetie, mommy is ok."
No mommy is not ok honey, mommy misses Robert very much.
Later on after she'd tucked Ella into bed, Elizabeth finally fell into a restless sleep filled with strange dreams.