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Chapter 29

Susan's POV

I found out Stan is currently a patient at a mental hospital due to a suicide attempt. "I'm here to see my husband. Stan Marsh." I tell the receptionist. She gives me Stan's room number. I head to his room and I see Stan strapped to a bed wearing nothing, but a hospital gown. "Stan?" I call out as he's staring out into space. He looks at me.

"Hi Susan. How did you know I was here?"

"Your friend Kyle called your mom."

"Oh..."

I move closer to him. "How are you feeling?"

"I want to get out of here!" He tries to move, but the restraints don't allow him to move much. I notice his wrists are red. I'm guessing he's tried to hurt himself again since he's been here.

"You will, as soon as you're no longer a threat to yourself."

"Why do they care if I want to kill myself? Who are they to stop me?"

"Are you serious?" This doesn't sound like the Stan I know and love.

"Yes. All I wanted to do is reunite with my son. What's so wrong about that?"

"You have a family that loves you very much."

"I love them too, but I love my son more!"

"You know this isn't fair, right?"

"It's not fair that Eli died at 5 either!" He starts to cry.

"No it's not, but killing yourself isn't going to bring him back." Just then, my phone rings. "Excuse me, I have to take this." I step outside and answer the phone. "Hi mom."

"Are you with the psycho?" She asks.

"He's not a psycho."

"No? How about coward?"

I sigh. "Please stop calling him names."

"Did you tell him the news?"

I move further away from the door. "Not yet!" I whisper loudly.

"What are you waiting for?"

"He's in a really fragile state right now. I can't get his hopes down and have his world come crashing down again!"

"This is exactly why I'm going to Utah with you! You can't depend on your husband in your time of need! It's pathetic!"

"He needs me mom."

"You can't have all this stress right now. It's not good for the baby!" That's right, I'm pregnant. I'm only four weeks along and it was definitely a shock to me since I was told my chances of getting pregnant were slim to none.

"I don't even know if I'll be able to have this baby. The doctor said, I'll be lucky to make it through the first trimester."

"All the more reason to let me take care of you. Worrying about Stan will cause you to miscarry. I'm not losing another grandchild!"

"I'm not going to stop worrying about Stan. He's my husband and I love him."

"I know honey, but now you have to think about your baby. This baby is a miracle and you need to everything you can to make sure you have a happy and healthy pregnancy."

"I'm going to try my best."

"I like Stan, I really do, but I just feel like you're paying for his ex's mistakes and that's not fair to you."

"Mom!" She wants me to stay calm, but she's saying things to upset me. I don't understand it.

"I mean it. She hurt him and now he's trying to find ways to hurt you. Like telling you, you weren't Eli's mom."

"Mom, we'll talk later." I hang up and go back in the room. "Sorry about that."

"It's fine." He doesn't make eye contact with me.

"So what can I do to help you?"

He looks at me. "You really want to help?"

I nod. "Of course I do."

"You can divorce me…"

I'm completely in shock. I wasn't expecting that. "What?"

"I'm bringing nothing but pain and suffering to your life. I've never been good enough for you so get out while you can!"

I swallow nervously and chuckle. "Stan honey, you're not making any sense."

"You deserve to be happy. I can't make you happy."

I touch his arm. "That's not true. If you didn't make me happy, we wouldn't have gotten married." I start to tear up.

"You're not as happy as you could be. You need a man who will treat you like a queen and that man isn't me."

"Stan…" I start to cry.

"Please don't cry. That's the last thing I want. You're so good at holding in your emotions while, I'm the emotional wreck. You deserve someone who can control his emotions better."

"Where is this coming from?"

"This is how it has to be. I'm sorry Susan. I think you should leave."

"No! We need to talk about this."

"There's nothing more to talk about. Goodbye, I love you." He turns away from me. I look at him and wipe my eyes before leaving.

Wendy's POV

I'm moving my stuff back into the house. Cartman walks in the room and sees the boxes. The look on his face right now is priceless! "What the hell are you doing?" He asks me.

"What does it look like?" I smirk.

"I had you removed from this house!"

I shrug. "Now I'm back. I have the right to be with my children! Besides, we both know Heidi isn't moving in."

Cartman narrows his eyes at me. "You messed that up didn't you?"

I look away and smile. "I don't know what you mean."

"What did you say to her?"

"I didn't say anything!"

"Bullshit Wendy! She was prepared to move in here!"

"Maybe she came to her senses..." I shrug again.

"I know you had something to do with this. What other reason would she have to give me 20 year old paternity test results?"

"Are you sure she didn't alter the results? I mean that kid doesn't look anything like you or any of our kids!"

Cartman raises his eyebrow. "So you admit this was your doing?"

"I only questioned Josh's paternity. I don't believe you're his father."

He shakes his head and sighs. "As much as I hate to admit it, he is."

"He doesn't look anything like you!"

"He looks like Heidi!"

"But he's so short!"

"So is Heidi!"

"I don't understand how your genes can be so strong in 3 out of 4 kids!"

"I don't understand how genetics works! But that boy is mine unfortunately."

"Well either way, he's an adult and should be over "mommy and daddy" being together. Our kids are still young!"

Cartman frowns. "What's your point?"

"We need to stay together for their sake. It's not right for young kids to be raised with one parent missing."

"We can co parent. What's the point of sacrificing our happiness?"

"Don't be so selfish! It's better for the kids if we're together." I lean in towards his ear. "Do you want them to end up like Julia?"

"I need to get out of here!" He storms out of the house.

"So you're moving back in?" I jump and turn around and see Julia.

"That's right! This is where I belong." I notice she looks down. "Is something wrong?"

"I just got off the phone with Grandma Sharon. Daddy is in a mental hospital."

"Why?"

"He tried to commit suicide."

My eyes widen. "Oh my God! We need to see him!"

"But-"

"No buts!" I interrupt her. "Your dad needs us!"

Stan's POV

I'm in the middle of a nap, when I'm woken up by one of the orderlies. "Mr. Marsh, you have visitors." He informs me.

I look and see Julia and Wendy and I immediately turn my head. "Oh come on Stan, we came to check on you." Wendy pleads.

"Go away!"

"Daddy, we're worried about you. Why did you do this?" Julia asks out of concern…well her level of concern anyway.

I glare at her. "This is your fault…"

"What?"

"You told Eli he was going to die!"

She looks down. "I know and I'm sorry."

"He lost the will to live because of you! I'll never forgive you for that!"

"I deserve that…"

"You deserve a lot more! You're a selfish, spoiled little bitch! You were so angry at me, but instead of taking it out on me, you took it out on a sick and helpless child! You're trash!"

"Stan, there's no need to talk to her like that!" Wendy steps in. "She made a mistake and she's sorry. Can't you forgive and forget?"

"Is that going to bring my son back?"

"Well…no, but-"

"Then no, I'm not going to forgive and forget! I hold Julia responsible!" I look at Julia. "You wanted me out of your life, remember that? Well I'm giving you exactly what you want! I'm completely done with you!"

Julia tears up before frowning. "Fine! I don't care!" She leaves the room.

"You can go too…" I tell Wendy.

She shakes her head. "You know, I'm trying really hard to be mad at you, but I can't." She stares me up and down. "You look so vulnerable lying there strapped to that bed. Where's your wife, by the way?"

"That's none of your business!"

"Well I noticed she's not here. If you were still my husband, I wouldn't leave your side."

"Well I'm not your husband anymore."

She laughs. "You're so cute." She runs her fingers through my hair. "Why did we get divorced?"

"Because you cheated on me with that fat fuck!"

"Ancient history. I don't know what I was thinking. You're so hot!" She bends over and kisses me. I try to turn my head away, but she holds it in place and continues kissing me. I try to move my arms, but I can't! If I try any harder, they'll sedate me. Damn these restraints! "I want you so badly right now!" She whispers as she grabs my dick. "I'll give you something to live for…"

"Leave now or I'll scream and have you thrown out…"

Wendy looks at me in shock. "You would do that to me?"

"Yes! I don't want you and I don't want you here! I want you to leave me the fuck alone!"

"You'll change your mind." She kisses me on the forehead and leaves. Damn her! She has a lot of nerve of her! She's always trying to find ways to come back into my life! I don't want anything to do with her. I don't want anything to do with anyone! Damnit, I need to get out of here! I try to forcefully move within the restraints…