Okie, here is the end of the first story, preview of the second to come in the next week or so!

Epilogue

Spencer sighed as he set down his phone on the table in front of him, rubbing his chin. It had been two months and he had returned to work two weeks prior. Him and his team were just coming back from California and he called Chloe to let her know. While he didn't like leaving her, her mood had seemed to lighten, her work helping to distract her. Or at least he hoped it was her work.

"You ok?" JJ asked, taking a seat across the table from Spencer, hand on her growing stomach.

"Worried about Chloe." Spencer sighed. "She seems happier, busier and happier. The house is always spotless. Riley is always worn out after Chloe takes him for a run, she's taken up cooking, and the food is amazing." Spencer rattled off. "She's even been ok with getting more physical."

"It sounds like she's getting better, not worse." JJ smiled.

"Yeah, but it's too fast, I'm afraid she's using something." Spencer whispered. "She's not herself."

"What are you thinking?" JJ asked.

"I'm afraid she's back on adderall." Spencer frowned.

"Have you asked her?" JJ asked.

"No, she seems so happy and I can't stand to see her cry anymore." Spencer pulled his one year medallion from his pocket, flipping it over in his hand.

"Yeah, but she could lose her licenses and job if she isn't clean. The VA does random drug testing." JJ stressed.

"I know." Spencer whispered.

"Do you want help?" JJ asked.

"I'll call Shannon, he might be more helpful, no offense." Spencer whispered.

"I understand, but let me know." JJ said before standing up and walking away.

Spencer looked down at his phone, slowly scrolling through his contacts. He found the name he was looking for and stood up, finding a spot to be alone to talk.

"Talk to me, doc." Shannon answered his phone.

"Hey, are you doing something right now?" Spencer asked, shoving his free hand into his pant's pocket.

"Just got done with my shift, about to leave, why?" Shannon answered simply.

"I think Chloe might be on something, I'm worried about her." Spencer started.

"Yeah, I've noticed her acting strange too." Shannon agreed. "Do you want me to check on her?"

"Please, just until I get home." Spencer said.

"Yeah, I'll grab some stuff from the hospital incase she has to detox, and get Alex to come with me." Shannon said.

"Thanks." Spencer sighed. "I'll try and get home as soon as I can."

"It's no problem, I'll call you with an update once we get to the house." Shannon said.

Spencer got home two hours later, nervous when he didn't see Riley greet him at the door. He walked up to his room, noticing Shannon leaning over the large bed, his black haired boyfriend walked out of the bathroom with a washcloth.

"What happened?" Spencer asked, setting down his stuff and walking up the stairs. Chloe was laying on the bed, an IV in her arm, the bag rigged to the headboard. Her forehead was covered by a wet washcloth and she just looked too pale.

"We came over and we found her on the bathroom floor, needle still in her arm. She told us that she felt stranger than she should, then passed out." Shannon's boyfriend, Alex explained.

"I started the IV and gave her some Narcan." Shannon sighed. "We knew she would lose her job and licenses if we took her to the hospital."

"I went though the entire house, flushed all the Adderall I found, dumped all the Dilaudid down the drain." Alex sighed.

"Is she breathing?" Spencer asked.

"It was shallow when we got here, but it's been improving." Shannon said. "It was good that you called."

"Is she feverish?" Spencer asked, walking around the bed and sitting down by Chloe's side.

"Yeah, probably from the Adderall." Shannon said. "We didn't find a note, and she knows how these drugs work. This wasn't a suicide."

"Gah." Chloe groaned. "My arm is killing me." She mumbled.

"You have an IV, try not to move your right arm." Shannon said, setting his middle and index finger on the inside of her wrist.

"Shannon? Where's Spencer?" Chloe whispered, staring at her friend.

"Right here, sweetie." Spencer said, touching her hand. "I called Shannon from the jet, I was worried about you and asked him to check on you."

"You overdosed on Dilaudid." Alex said.

"I just wanted to sleep and not dream." Chloe whispered, eyes shinning with unshed tears.

"How long?" Alex asked.

"Since Spencer went back to work." Chloe bit her lip. "I added Adderall two weeks ago to counteract the effects of Dilaudid and to help me get through work."

"I'll go put on a pot of coffee, we're going to have a long night." Alex sighed before leaving the room.

"Please no." Chloe whispered.

"Sweetie, you can't live on drugs, we have to get you clean." Spencer said. "We have a long weekend, I'll stay with you."

"I'll be here too, I don't have a shift until Monday." Shannon smiled. "Same with Alex, and you know if anyone can understand painful detox he can."

Chloe shut her eyes, letting her tears fall. Shannon excused himself and Spencer laid down next to Chloe, pulling her into his arms.

"I'm so sorry." Chloe cried.

"I know, sweetie, but I'll help get you through this." Spencer whispered. "I'll always be here to help you through anything." Spencer whispered against Chloe's forehead.