Hey peeps, this took awhile but I've finally done it.

This is the final chapter for Burden.

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Chap 14

Jamie POV

My mind wouldn't shut off. I tried restlessly to sleep, my dad slumbering beside me. But all I could think about was what happened those few hours ago. I nearly died, that feeling haunted me. Looking towards my father's face, he looked relaxed since the time I first saw him. I was glad that he stayed, I didn't want to be left alone. As much as I wanted to say I can live with this, I can fight on, something new inside me told me no. That's why I can't sleep. I was in pain, my body broken before me, I watched Natalie take the hits, I even thought she died. All these memories won't leave me alone. Rolling my head on the pillow, I see my casted up arm. The doc told me I might lose sensitivity in my arm. The way Morty smashed my arm and the way it was left untreated has caused nerve damage. It was then I leisurely began to lose hope once more. What if I can't return to the job I once loved? Am I even worth it after this experience? I didn't save us, Danny did. My older brother saved my life, I couldn't even escape.

'Are you really a Reagan?'

Dean's words echoed over in my head. Am I? I know I shouldn't be asking this but am I? Dad, Danny and grandpa went to war, Erin is the toughest woman I know, raising a kid on her own. What have I achieved? I dropped out of law school, I lost my engagement and I'm still a rookie cop. Everyone worries about me, it's nice to be cared about but it's also annoying. Clenching my right fist, the frustration creeped on me. I had it easy, I was guided and told the way to go. I just want to be a man on my own, kinda like Joe. He was an idol to look up to. He wasn't like Danny who had a temper and fought with sis, he wasn't like me who was sensitive but tried to be tough. He wasn't as wise as dad is or as inspirational as grandpa. In fact, he was all of us in one go. When we lost mum, he looked out for us, he was there. Why can't I be someone like that? Like Natalie.

She's been through a lot. I know she hasn't told us the full story of her life, but out of all the odds, she still hangs on. It reminds of my brother, maybe that's why we get along. And Zoe, a cute, innocent, bursting bubble of life. She influences everyone where ever she goes. It's an effect that's is special. Something to count on.

Me? I don't know...

But I don't want to worry anyone, I'll have to keep fighting on. Otherwise I wouldn't be happy with myself and everyone will want to know. I can't play the baby anymore. From now on, I'm going to try, for the sake of myself. I remember back to when I decided to escape, I remember saying that if I don't escape, I'll kill myself. If I was my old self, I would believe that to be bull but now, it doesn't seem to be stupid anymore. Finally my eyes started to drift, my vision blurring. I'll fight my own battles from now on, no matter how big or small. Closing my eyelids, I whirl off into the blankness of my mind, letting the numbing feeling take over.

Natalie POV

'Dad?'

'Its ok honey, everything is going to be alright'

'Dad'

'I love you all so much, наша связывают любви навсегда с тобой (our bind of love forever with you)'

'Dad!'

'See you after school darling, I'll pick you up'

'Dad!'

'I'm so sorry to inform you, your father had a tragic accident'

'Why dad? Why did you leave me?'

A blur formed, covering my vision. It was hard to see but it soon cleared up. Dazedly I see the ceiling as my body rested on a soft surface. I took in my first breath, it was dry and cold. Turning my head, I realised I was in a different place. I didn't know why, I thought I still was at the apartment with Jamie. Wait, where is Jamie? Leaning up, my head began to spin. Clutching it with my hands, I forced my eyes to wake up, my mind to wake up. Looking around, I finally gathered I was in hospital. The place was white and outside were doctors and nurses scurrying by. I saw monitors beside my bed and I was hooked up. Looking down, my leg in a cast with a splinter to reframe it from moving. Suddenly the door opened and a dark-haired doctor walks in.

'Natalie, it's good to see you awake. How are you feeling?' she smiled.

'I'm...ok, I guess' I frown.

'I see your in a state of confusion, were you aware you had an concussion?' She sat by my bed, staring at me.

'Um, I'm not sure' I try to remember, my head hurting.

'Don't worry about it, the effects of the pain killers should wear off soon so everything will be much clearer' she patted my hand and then turned to her clipboard, writing things down.

'What happened?' I questioned, wanting to know.

'You had surgery, we needed to restructure your knee. It was in a bad condition for it to be unable to heal on its own. Other than that, no other major injuries to stress over. You were lucky to escape' she showed an X-Ray scan of my leg.

'And Jamie?' I cringed at the broken bones, reminding me the pain I went through.

'He's fine, he also had surgery and pulled through successfully. His father is with him now' she informed me.

My heart jumped, 'is Zoe here?'

'I'm afraid she left a few hours ago, do you want to see her?'

I nodded. 'Yeah'

'I'll arrange it, in the meantime get some rest' she advised me, standing up.

'Thank you' I mumble.

'No problem' she closed the door, leaving the room to myself.

I closed my eyes. The memories eventually come to me. Now I remember. We were about to be killed. It was crazy and terrifying. I don't know how we are still alive. But I couldn't help but smile at that moment. We got out, we defeated Abbey, Morty and Dean. It's actually over.

Soon I felt at ease, staring at the roof and started to count the dots. It was boring but counting was a good time passer. Then, a sound cut through my numbers. I turn towards the door as it was opening. The doctor entered and then gestured for someone to come in.

My heart bled. We locked eyes, her hazel eyes against mine. I couldn't think anything, my heart pounding loudly. We didn't have to say a word, we didn't need to. Zoe came running up to me, tears falling from her face. My chest began to ache, it was overwhelming. Pulling her close, I cried. I've never thought I would get to see her again but now, it was real. I played this moment in my head over and over. That feeling was so hard but so good. I now know she is safe, she's ok. It's all that mattered.

'Natalie, I missed you' she croaked.

'I missed you too' my throat hurting.

'Don't ever leave me'

'I don't plan too' I smiled, hugging her tighter.

It's still good to have one last family member to hang around. As much as if I don't seem to mind, I hate being alone, Zoe was my comfort. Nothing can replace that.

A while later, we were chatting. She told me about how she drew drawings of me and Jamie escaping. Her first visit to a restaurant, telling me about all the different foods she tried. But most of all, she told me of how happy she was when she moved school. She was happy with Jack and Sean, she loved living with Frank and Henry. She also apologised for her sin but I couldn't careless. It made me happy to see her happy. It was my purpose when I first took her from mum. To make her live a life on the other side of mine.

'Am I interrupting something?' A voice startled us.

Standing at the doorway was a formal-suited man.

Wait, Dad?

No, it wasn't. Dad's gone, it was his good friend, Frank Reagan.

'Frank' Zoe waved and I smiled.

'How are you handling?' he entered the room.

'Better, I suppose, other than my ears falling off from Zoe's chitter chatter' I tinkled Zoe.

'I don't talk that much' Zoe whined, pouting her bottom lip.

'Of course you don't' Frank smirked, rubbing her head.

'Thank you so much for looking after her, even if she's a real hand full' I graciously smiled.

'It was my pleasure, it's good to have you back'

The next thing I knew, Frank surprisingly hugged me. I wasn't sure how to react. It's been a long time since anyone even cared about me. It was strange but yet comforting.

'Your too kind' I whispered to his ear, tears filling my eyes.

'Natalie, your always welcomed to this family'

Those words pulled a string in my heart. I felt like it was my dad who was holding me. Frank could have easily turned his back on us, but instead he gave us a home, me a job and Zoe a real family. I felt so lucky to be alive, to be apart of the Reagan's lives.

'Hey, I want a hug too' Zoe felt left out.

'Come here' I motioned for her and we hugged tight.

After our hug, I decided to ask. 'So how is Jamie?'

'He's doing fine for now, but he seems pretty keen to get back out there' Frank told me.

'I bet' I willingly smiled.

Erin POV

Curled up in bed, my mind wondered. What a day it has been. It was positive though. Abbey, Morty and Dean were successfully captured. Now I had a new case and challenge. Danny was already busy at work in gathering all the evidence he needs to put them behind bars. I'm not going to hold back though, I have to cover every angle. The pressure is on me. I screw this up and I could put justice in the face of the devil. But I was prepared for that, no matter what.

Seeing Jamie today made me feel more relaxed. He looked pretty bad and distorted from what happen but I hoped he is willing to testify against Abbey. Hopefully Natalie would do the same, otherwise I would be limited with crucial evidence.

I began to worry about my little brother. Normally I trust Jamie that he can handle his problems, but this one may be too big for him alone. I knew dad stayed behind, he was worried and he wanted to support him. We could of lost Jamie, like Joe. If that ever did happen, I couldn't bare to go through that again. The pain we went through, it was devastating. Dad wouldn't act like himself for a whole month, he became an emotionless robot. Grandpa even told me that dad didn't sleep, he kept having nightmares about Joe running to him in blood, dying in his arms.

'Hey mum, can you help me with homework?' Nicki opens the door.

Leaning up, I shut my thoughts down, 'yeah sure'

'You ok?' she noticed my mood.

'Of course I am' I got up and kissed her forehead, 'what is it you want me to help you with?'

'Just some maths equations, but we can do that later. I mean we could talk you know' Nicki offered.

'I'll be alright' I rubbed her back and headed off to her room.

Jamie POV

Opening my eyes, I see dad was gone from his chair. I checked the time on my phone, left by him also. It was lunch time. Where could he have gone? Maybe he went to get something to eat. Sighing, I rubbed my tired eyes. I never like staying in hospital. It was always boring, nothing to do but lie there helplessly. But what if I permanently get stuck like this for the rest of my life? Then a thought struck me, what if I can't do what I love? To be a cop, patrol the streets and save people's lives. The thought scared me, I could not have a normal life. What if I'm going to be traumatised? Waking up everyday fearing that someone might attack me. I shake my head, no I don't want that. I'm going to be ok, I have faith in god, I have faith in my life. I shouldn't have to pay for what happened to me, I didn't deserve it...right?

All of a sudden, I felt this tremendous wave of fear. My heart provoked, it's beats pounding against my chest. My upper body began to ache and it was slowly getting harder to breathe. I didn't know what was happening, this appeared all so sudden. The beeping sound of the heart monitor were becoming more frequent. It was then that I thought I was going to die. Am I having an heart attack? My chest grew tighter and my airways thinned. I was panicking, I looked around for any sign of help. I opened my mouth to call for someone but the words weren't coming out. I grasped my chest, I tried to gain control and reach for my phone. It was useless, I didn't want to go, I don't want to die.

Out of grace, dad opened the door and took in what was happening to me.

'I need a doctor right now!' He raced to my side, grabbing hold of me.

'Jamie, what's wrong?'

'Can't...breathe' I choked, my head slipping from reality.

'Jamie, stay with me, Jamie' dad attempted to keep me awake.

As much as I wanted to fight this, the pain and the lack of oxygen took over, leaving me to fall into the darkness once more.

Frank POV

We stand close together, the storm clouds grey as ever. Black umbrellas hid the formally black dressed people from the pouring rain. The words lingered in the air as the eulogist recited a life. One of our own's. It was a sad day, in fact it was harder on me than the kids. Gazing around, Erin and Danny were side by side. They were always like that, a tight bond of excessive arguing and joking with each other. But when the going gets tough, they stand together. It made me proud. Linda huddled with the kids, Zoe clinging to Nicki. Pa stood beside me, whispering the words of grace along with the eulogist. I think back to the old times. When our lives were together, when the family was complete. We were all happy, the Heston family together, Robert and Abbey part of the group. Those days were rare and those days I would relive to this day. The picnics, the family outings to the lake and the park. The children used to race over fields, playing with each other in harmony. And of course the casual argument of who was better between Erin and Danny. My lovely wife, Mary, always laughed at my jokes, listened to my stories. Pa was a lot younger then, then again so was I. But his attitude never changed, he is still the same wise old funny guy. Robert was the trickster of the group, playing practical jokes for his entertainment. Heston and I sometimes debate about things in which we believe in. Most of the time it was about justice. Similar to what we have at the dinner table every Sunday night. It was great to have that again. Charlotte and Haley used to chat about their parenting with the children, Haley being a smoker but she kept it away from the kids when possible. Coming to see what now shows of the future, indeed we have lost a lot, but we also have gained.

As the rain continued to shower down, the ceremony was drawn to a close. An end of a chapter and beginning of a new one. I made sure the grave was placed specifically beside the Reagan family. We keep close alive and we keep close when were gone. Robert was Mary's brother, my brother in law. Although the children didn't understand the connection we had, he was family. A broken piece of history has finally been placed back into the missing void. I can be at peace, for knowing the truth. Robert wasn't behind the kidnapping. But I still held regret of our decision many years ago. A burden that has left a mark and now has been carried onto my children. I won't make the same mistake. Back then, Heston and I were just cops. Now, I'm the commissioner, I have the power to make a difference and that's what I plan to do.

Steadily positioning the bouquet of flowers, we all make our prays, we all come to peace. Hopefully this new chapter gives us strength in what we have to do as a family. We have to support Jamie through his troubles, we have to get Natalie back on her feet. We need to set Zoe a bright future and Danny and Erin need to stand together to fight this case. And I, as commissioner, need to make sure that this never happens in our city again.

As the family drifts away, there were only two of us left.

'Its time to turn a new leaf' pa commented, standing beside me, following my gaze.

'Lets hope it doesn't catch this time' I remark, pursing my lips.

Putting my hands into my coat's pockets, pa and I stray down the path to our awaiting vehicles. I have a flash back to the hospital. I couldn't believe what I saw. Jamie was struggling to breathe, he passed out in front of me. I thought that was it, it was his turn to leave. The doctors filed in, ordering and rushing their words for me to leave. I waited outside for sometime, I kept checking my watch. Soon a doctor emerges, stating it was not serious as it seems. Jamie had a anxiety attack. Those words burned into me, my Jamie had an anxiety attack. The doctor explained that the symptoms are quite similar to of a heart attack but remain merely as self defence of the body trying to deal with stress. Inside, I felt guilty, clearly Jamie was suffering more than I anticipated. Knowing my son, he always tried to deal with it on his own. I was never sure why he does that but I don't want him to fall down the wrong path. They advised me to let him rest for awhile, wait until he comes to. I waited for an hour before the doctor returned. Thinking she was going to give me the all clear or medical advice, she instead tells me that Jamie had a visitor waiting for him. The past always seems to come back around. Especially now. But it was the name I didn't expect to come back into our lives, particularly Jamie's.

Sydney Davenport.

I'm not sure if I'll continue this story. If I do, it'll be under the title of Rupture - Burden Series, so keep a look out. Opinions are very welcomed and any other questions if you like to ask. So until then, chao peeps :)