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Fiona didn't go back on her word. Not long after she went out of the room she went into the hospital's cafeteria to get Cordelia a small turkey sandwich. She was pretty sure of herself in knowing that she had saw Cordelia make a turkey sandwich one time. Fiona was sure her daughter liked it.

Once back in room 233 Fiona smiled to herself. Myrtle was a smart woman. That red head was out of sight when she got back. Filling now confident Fiona sat down in one of the chairs in the room and put the sandwich on a transportable table next to the hospital bed. It was like Fiona didn't notice that it took her daughter to nearly take her own life for her to actually be somewhat caring towards Cordelia.

Cordelia's eyes began to move under her closed lids. She caught mother's attention when her breathing began to change. Fiona got up and walked over to the bed in hoping that Cordelia would soon wake. She wasn't sure what she was supposed to say to her suicidal daughter. It had been a while that she had even seen her daughter. Fiona would only rarely drop in on the academy every once in a while. For her own selfish reasons of course. How would Cordelia react to seeing her and not her all loving Myrtle Snow?

Cordelia's chest rose high as she inhaled a large breath before exhaling. With that the young blonde's eyes flickered open. At first it was as if she was in a daze before realizing she was in a hospital bed. Her hazed eyes scanned the small room , before landing on the Surpreme.

Cordelia's eyes filled with tears when her eyes met her mother's. "No…no…no" She sobbed. Fiona didn't know what the hell to do. So she did what she did best, tried to control. "Oh Delia stop crying." Fiona said in an almost non emotional stern voice. This only made Cordelia cry harder. Cordelia's non stopping tears stung Fiona in the weirdest way.

Fiona sighed in stubbornness and went to touch her daughter's upper arm. Cordelia jerked away from her mother's hand and stared at her as tears slowly ran down her face. This angered Fiona and pulled her hand away. "Why must you make this harder than it already is?!" She lashed out backing somewhat away from the bed.

"Why are you even here?!" Cordelia answered back harshly. "Does it really take for me to almost die for you to come and act like a real mother?" Cordelia watched her mother as now angry tears began to flow from her eyes.

Her daughter's words hit her unlike anything she had ever heard. "If I wasn't a real mother then why did I always made sure you got the best to be the best you could be? You are a Goode woman. Delia you are made to do so many great things." Fiona said with full confidence.

The young witch snorted at her mother's words. Almost finding them cruel in the situation she was in. Look at her, all connected to machines because of her failed attempt of suicide. Everything to her that she did was a failure. "Yes because abandoning me at the academy the first chance you got was just for my wellbeing." Cordelia shot back with a hurt expression.

Before Fiona could say anything back a nurse walked in. "Alright time for some more pain medication." Another nurse, different from the first one Fiona walked into, said with a rather bright tone. Fiona stared her down and Cordelia wiped her face making sure all the tears were gone. The nurse looked around and tried not to show that their expressions made her feel a bit awkward.

Fiona glanced back at her daughter and walked past the nurse making her way to the door. "I'm going smoke, I'll be back." Mostly directing the statement to Cordelia to let her know their conversation wasn't over.

Fiona lit a cigarette once outside in front of the hospital. Taking a long drag and letting the ash fill her lungs. The warm New Orleans winds whipped around her gracefully as she folded her arms. 'Why does Cordelia have to be so damn complicated' she thought looking around while she smoked her cigarette. A bright flashing neon sign caught her attention, it read 'Bar'. Fiona was so temped to go and grab her a couple of shots of vodka, but she knew she had to stay with her daughter. She knew her daughter needed her in one of her weakest moments and in the back of her mind she didn't want to leave Cordelia alone.

After Fiona finished one more cigarette she made her way back to Cordelia's room. When she opened the door Fiona saw Cordelia walking back to her bed. She looked as if she was about to fall. Cordelia looked so weak and fragile, more than usual to Fiona. The Supreme walked towards her daughter and began to try to help her lay back down.

"I'm fine" Cordelia let out dryly as her mother helped her to the bed. As always she was trying her best to look strong in front of her mother.

"If your fine, I'm not a smoker." Fiona replied sarcastically as she laid Cordelia back in bed. "Now before you pass out again, eat this." She handed her daughter the sandwich she picked up earlier for her. "Last thing I need is to call another one of those god awful jolly nurses in here, because you passed out." Fiona said sitting back down.

Cordelia looked at the sandwich Fiona had handed her and then slowly looked back up at her mother. She made a disapproving face after her mother disapproved of the nice nurses that had been taking good care of her. Without saying anything she began to eat the sandwich slowly. Cordelia noticed it was turkey, one of her favorites, she wondered if her mother knew this, or better yet if she even bothered to know and was just coincidence.

It didn't take long for Cordelia to eat most of her sandwich. It was hard for her to eat the whole thing, because she wasn't that hungry. The room stayed quiet while she ate, and when she was done she placed the rest of the sandwich on the transportable table. The young blonde glanced down at her gauze covered wrist and it hit her with realization. She felt her body go numb and tears began sting her eyes, threatening to come out. Why did she have to still be alive? The way she saw it, there was no reason for her to be alive she was a waste of space.

Fiona looked over and saw the expression on her daughter's face. "Whats wrong now?" She asked seeing clearly Cordelia was about to start crying. Fiona had seen that face plenty of times. She didn't understand what could be wrong. Cordelia now had a second chance of living, she should be grateful.

"Stop acting like you care!" Cordelia yelled out as her tears let themselves free. "From day one I was nothing but a failing mistake that has always got into your way. You act like you care, like I'm something important to you, but we both know I'm not and never will be!" The teenage witch yelled out to her mother as tears streamed down her face. "I'm nothing but a failure, everything I do is never good enough. I mean I couldn't even do this right." Cordelia let out as she help up both of her wrist as she kept crying to show her failed attempt of suicide.

Fiona for the first time in a very long time was silent at first with wide eyes. As if all of what Cordelia said was some kind of awakener for her. She had no clue her daughter felt that way and was almost speechless. How could she be so blind into not noticing? Fiona might have not been the best mom, hell she didn't even know she could be a mom, but she still loved and cared for Cordelia. She was her own flesh and blood, her own child. Fiona just had a special way of showing it in her own way.

Fiona stared there motionless and watched her daughter cry out before she gathered her thoughts and walked towards her daughter's bed.