A/N-

This one is kinda longer than the others, I'm planning to update about twice per month by the way!

Enjoy!

Oneshot #3

Neil rolled onto his back, shaking the not-so-sturdy bed while he did so. He stared up at the ceiling, watching the fan above him spin round and round, slightly fearing that it would come crashing down on top of him. There was little light available, unlike in his home, where you'd have to close the blinds tight and even then some light would escape into your room.

He turned his head slightly to the left, his eyes adjusting to the darkness. While his vision was blurry without his glasses, he could still make out Eva, in the single bed next to his own. Her chest was moving up and down, taking steady breaths and her hair was sprawled across the pillow. Her hands were intertwined with each other as if she holding on tightly to something or even someone. While her body laid straight, her head was tilted toward him and looked almost as if it was resting on her shoulder. A small smile spread across his face and continued to stare, not realizing how creepy it actually was. He watched as her nose wrinkled, similar to a rabbit, which made sense considering this place had an old musty smell.

As time passed Neil's eyelids began to feel heavy and he adjusted his pillow once again. As he got settled a pain suddenly shot through his body. He shut his eyes together, trying to relax and ignore the pain that painkillers would've handled. He didn't need them, he reminded himself. Eva was forcing him to reduce how many times he took them per day. She just started recently doing this so she made him only take three as appose to his usual four. It was in progress, besides for him sneaking an extra pill in every once in a while. He began feel a sharp pain in his chest, one of the many side effects.

"Come on Neil, don't let yourself give in." He began to mumble to himself. He sat up and brought his knees up to his chest, as if that could numb the pain. While gritting his teeth together, he noticed his breathing became shaky.

"I can't do this." He finally said, and in one swift motion, he got out of bed. His hand moved blindly on the dresser, searching for his glasses and quickly put them on when he had found them. He moved quickly because for how much he wanted, no, needed, the painkillers.

Goosebumps appeared on his bare skin as he quickly searched through his bag. He didn't even stop to think that this was wrong, that he should be taking these. When he had found the bottle, he began to make his way to the bathroom door.

"Neil, what're you doing awake at two am?" He heard a sleepy voice say.

Before turning around to face Eva he looked down and thanked himself mentally that he was wearing pants.

"Just needed to take a leak." He responded too quickly, his hand clutching onto the bottle and hoping that it was too dark for Eva to notice.

As Eva stared at him, suspecting something, he plastered a smile onto his face, praying that she wouldn't see through it. She shrugged, and waved him on. Neil eagerly ran into the bathroom, turning the lights on and squinting at the sudden change of light available to his eyes. He twisted the bottle open, trying not to let his shaky hands get in the way. Neil shook the bottle, taking note that he was almost out and he counted each pill, making sure it was nothing less than a dose. As he stared down at the small white pills he felt almost ashamed on what he was doing, the guilt began to flow in.

"This wrong, what am I doing? I promised Eva…"

But it's only one dose, not like she'll find out.

"Yes, I know that but just because I can do it, doesn't mean I should."

Instead of continuing the argument with himself, he quickly dumped the pills into his mouth, giving into the small white pills. He cupped his hands together and filled it with water from the sink before him, grimacing at its taste.

Slightly gagging at the taste of both the pills and the mix, he looked up at himself in the cracked mirror. He examined his cheeks, brushing one hand against to see if there was any oncoming beard and thankfully, there wasn't. When he had finished he began to examine his entire face. To his surprise, he couldn't recognize the pale face staring back at him, noticing how he no longer look as fresh-faced as he would've one year ago and it certainly wasn't just because of how he aged.

As soon as the tap water taste had finally faded, he sighed in relief. His thoughts of thinking of the effects it would begin to take and how he would most definitely be able to sleep.

When Neil opened the door he found the light on and Eva sitting on the edge of her bed, facing away from him. The curtains were wide open, revealing the bright moon.

He stared at her for a moment in confusion before he spoke, "Eva, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." She replied almost immediately after.

He nodded slightly, beginning to walk toward her. He just noticed on how the light would reflect off her hair and for some reason, that made him smile?

"We'd both better get to sleep; have a long drive ahead of us."

While both of them were used to having to sleep in motels when we had a case that was far away, Neil was the more likely one to get by the day without any sleep. Of course, Eva didn't know that and he was in no rush to tell her.

"Right, right... I will in a few minutes."

Neil titled his head in confusion because of her being so distant. Eva didn't usually act this way... He continued to move toward her until he stood next to her and which he proceeded to sit down. She kept on staring ahead, as if there was something out in the distance that he could be missing.

"You promised you'd drive tomorrow, and if you're tired you won't want to do it and there is no way in hell that I will."

She gave no answer.

Neil sighed and his eyes wandered from Eva to the window before them.

Outside it was pitch black, there would've been moonlight but it was hidden by the trees just bordering the other side of the road. With his suspicions from before, he adjusts his glasses, trying to see what he could be missing.

"I know you've been taking more of the painkillers

Neil froze, knowing it was no use to pretend he wasn't even though he wondered to himself, how the hell could she know?

"Look, I didn't mean to... I..." He managed to say before Eva cut him off suddenly.

"I trusted you, that you wouldn't do this... that you actually wanted to get better." She snapped at him, causing him to move slightly away from her, afraid that he could be in danger of being punched.

As she said that it felt as if he had got hit by a truck. Her tone practically screamed that she felt betrayed. He had gone against her word, after she had volunteered to help him.

Neil felt horrible.

"Eva... I'm sorry, I just... the pain was just too much and I tried, I really did…"

Her entire body shifted away from him, not wanting to talk nor face him.

He stared at the back of her head, outreaching his hand to her shoulder but before he could touch her shoulder, his hand sank away.

"Goodnight Neil." She said shortly, still facing away from him.

He nodded, getting up and walking reluctantly back to his own bed.

"Goodnight." He answered back and turned off the light.