Chapter 30: Coffee Stains On Tiles

Drip, Drip, Drip, Drip, the coffee spilled over as the numbers swirled together. Sam watches as time shifts slowly. He can't believe Lexie did this to herself. Timing seemed calculated and he wishes Dean was still here. He would know what to do. He felt as if He was alone in this mess. A knock clears out his head, turning his head slightly to the visitor. The girl appeared from behind the door with a soft sad smile crossing her lips. Her eyes were sluggish from lack of sleep and high alert as she looked seriously, critically at the heart monitor. He observed the girl's actions and tried to not let his mind wander back to those thoughts he was having earlier before he laid eyes on her.

The little girl gave a quick smile, " You must be Sam, if I am correct?" His eyes widen in shock causing her to let out a quiet chuckle, " Ah, I was correct! Aunt Lexa spoke about you and Dean all the time." Sam sat up in his chair beside Lexe's hospital bed.

"She did?" He asks softly, The little girl smirked, "Oh. Yes she did and ugh Dean and his music!" Sam chuckled at her distaste to his older brother's music taste. He wasn't a fan as much as his brother and father were. He liked the 90's as the best genre for music.

"Yeah." He agrees with a slight smirk on his features, "I personally think the 90's era is the best music… don't tell Dean though," She nodded in agreement," Pink Floyd and Nirvana are the legends!"

Sam didn't know about this girl but he found himself enjoying her company. It was the first time in months he actually felt somewhat content with himself. Ever since Dean died, he just felt out of place and now that Lexie was disappearing before his eyes. He knows that he didn't handle Dean's death in the best way but there was no changing what has already happened. He just needed sometime to himself, and now that he was back. His head was cleared out.

"Yeah... they are..." His tone mellowed out," I'm JB. Lexie's niece." JB shook his hand and gave him a sad smile.

He looks up in surprise," Yeah she said a lot about you too. And I see that you liked to tease my brother." He knew he almost slipped by saying like. His heart tightened at the thought but he shook his head from those dark thoughts.

JB sighed," Yeah... I miss that guy." She tries to stop her thoughts from getting too carried away. Dean did really keep her aunt happy and now— JB, stop it! She scolded herself. She knows he won't be able to come back. She only wished that he could.

"Me too..." He trailed off, JB notices but doesn't say anything. She knows that he was his brother and someone dying like that — is devastating.

Before anything else was said, a voice startled them both. They looked to the door and sigh," Alice, what are you doing here?" His sister tried to mask her hurt by the tone but she knew he was still hurt by her actions.

Alice smiles weakly," Uh, JB, I'm watching you. You can't run off when— never mind. Let's just go..." JB nods her head and storms through the doorway.

Her eyes float back to Sam,"I'm sorry about her. She's just hurting right now." Sam nods and let's Alice walk through the door.

—-xxx—

FP set down his phone on his work desk. He tried focusing on his cases but his mind was drowning. How was he supposed when his sister is lying in a hospital bed hooked up to wires to keep her wanted to yell, scream and cry at this very second. At times like this he wished his mother hadn't taken off. He needed his mom to tell him what to do. He kept reflecting back to that night she ran off. Although she chose to leave them. They didn't choose for her to leave. He had been so angry over these years. Why didn't she come back for them? Were they a mistake? All those thoughts kept popping up as he tried his hardest to work.

He could feel it. His bones gnawing at the thought of losing her like he lost his mom. He didn't know if his mom is alive. All he knows is he's alone. He can't deal with this alone. He just doesn't know what to do anymore. He has to keep his son, daughter safe from the lose. He got a stable job for them. He needed— no he needs this to work out. If it doesn't, he won't be able to look himself in the mirror.

"FP?" He blinked in surprise, and then anger raged through his body. "What do you want, Gladys?" He spat as he pressed the pen tip into his note pad until it bleed black.

Gladys stood in the doorway, holding a coffee cup in her hands with a small smile," Well, I heard about your sister." She tried to sympathize but she always hated Alexandra.

FP scoffed," Cut the crap, Gladys. You never liked her to begin with and frankly she didn't either."

Gladys's face turns hard and shook with surprise. "I was just trying to be kind, FP. I thought a coffee would be nice, you know?" He laughed," And what? Is this coffee filled with betrayal too... or was that just your fizzle rocks deal?" Her jaw clenched shut.

"Wow... I did what I thought was best for our family, FP!" Yeah right, he thought bitterly. "Don't scoff at me or matter factually, You aren't perfect either! You drank through our marriage, distorted our family and hurt them!"

FP clenched his jaw tightly until it hurt," Oh, Really?! You ran a drug business while our son slept in places, god knows where, you chose drugs!"

"Whose's fault was that? Huh? You're's! You drove me away, forcing me to take JB to Toledo!" She shouted back.

"For your drug business!" He shot back, slamming his palms onto the desk, causing a flinch to appear on her face.

The tension grew significantly as the curry in their faces topped its limit. When he found out was about two weeks prior about her taking over the drug trade from Hiram Lodge. That she was the buyer for Hiram's drugs. They fought for hours while Lexie took JB and Jug out to keep them from the fight. He never thought Gladys could be that devious until now.

She tried to act like she didn't cause a wedge in their marriage. But while he was getting his life together she had their son lying for her. His surprise party at the speakeasy was all lies. Him and Jug spoke about it the other day. Jughead told him that he wanted to tell him but she forced him not to by blackmail. He couldn't believe his wife resorted to extortion on her own son. She even had JB in on it. He still haven't asked why she had. Too much was going on right now. His sister could die any second and now he had to deal with Gladys's bullshit games.

"Just get out, Gladys!" He snapped with complete rage.

She stomped on her heel, "Fine. Have fun fucking Alice! I"ll go and draw up the papers for you and miss 'O' so perfect!" She spat her name with total disgust.

"At least she actually cares for me and the kids, unlike you! YOU LEFT US! YOU KNOW WHAT?!"

"WHAT, FP!"

His tendrils flared up, burning red hot as he spat these words," YOU LEFT US JUST LIKE MY MOTHER DID! YOU RAN OFF, ONLY CARING ABOUT YOURSELF! YOU DIDN'T CARE ABOUT JB'S SAFETY, YOU ONLY WANTED TO DO THAT TO MAKE YOURSELF LOOK BETTER!" But he was far from over. She used him for years but why? He honestly didn't care anymore." SO NO I DIDN'T FUCKED UP, YOU DID!"

Gladys's glares at him with red eyes, grabs the door knob with her open hand and finally yanks it, "FUCK YOU, FORSYTHE!" She screams before slamming the door harshly behind her.

As soon as that door slams, FP smiles. He was free and hopefully Alice takes him back. He sits back down in his chair, opens the folder and examines the name on file. He had his proof, and undoes the recorder from his waistband and looks mischievously at the device in his hands. Gladys was going down. He pulls out his cell phone and dials the number," I got it. yes, she's clueless. Oh you have it? Great bring it in on Tuesday. I can't wait until then. I will finally be free." He hangs up and smiles happily to himself.

A few hours later, He found Sam snuggling up in the chair, holding onto Lexie's cold hand. He decides to slowly walk passed the sleeping man and take another chair to sit down in. He takes a delicate breath in before releasing the air from his lungs. He rubbed at his eyes trying to stay awake and not to cry. He has to stay strong. Lexie needs him to be strong.

He gently wraps his hand around Lexie's free hand, and squeezes, " Who would've thought this would be the outcome, huh?" He tried to ask casually without choking out into sobs. This was a lot harder than he was expecting. It wasn't supposed to be this way. He should be at home laughing at her ridiculously ridicule about him and Alice. He cleared his throat hastily as he squeezed her hand tighter. " I remember the time you tried to hide the fact you ate all my Oreo's I had just bought," He laughed at his failed attempt try not to weep openly. He hated being caught at his weakest moments. He felt as if he was a hostage in his own mind.

He missed his little sister already. Her eye color burned into his brain like a photograph. "Lexie, please wake up. I can't live without you! Gladys admitted her wrongs and now I need you more than anything. Don't leave me like mom did." He cried as tears streamed down his cheeks and he buried his head into her unresponsive chest.

—xx—-

A week later, the room awoke with fear. She stared at the heart monitor with hatred. Why was she still here? She was supposed to be with Dean. She blinked her brown orbitals at the blinding white light. She looked around the white room as flashlights checked at her pupils. She didn't want to be here. Where was Dean? She huffed loudly causing the nurses to turn in her direction.

"Miss, lie still. We need to check your blood pressure." The blonde nurse orders gently as she wraps a blood pressure cuff into one of her upper arms.

Lexie already hated this nurse. She didn't even want to be alive. So why should she be stuck with this nurse? Well apparently god wanted her alive. As the blonde unravels the cuff and jots down her results. She gets a quick sneak peak before the nurse takes the chart away.

Alexandra Jones

Apical pulse rate: 67

Radical pulse: 82

BP: 120/78

Respiratory: 12 (slightly blocked by endotracheal tube; intubation tube)

Diagnosis: Suicide Attempt

Lexie scoffed at that. It should've said failure to attempt suicide properly. She didn't care. She didn't want to be alive.

"Miss..." The nurse looked down at her chart," Alexandra. I'm going to inform your family that you are awake. My name is Dr. Larevn and I'll be taking care of you until you are well enough to go home." Dr. Larevn explained, while Lexie rolled her eyes at the doctor.

The door closed behind him leaving Lexie to stare at her bandaged wrists. She couldn't move her hair out of her face because her hands were handcuffed to the bed frame. It didn't take until Dr. Larevn came back with her older brother. Lexie hated the look in his face as he looked at her. Her heart broke when she caught a tear slipping down his cheeks.

When decided to do this. She didn't think about the consequences she would receive from her family. FP looked at his sister as his eyes welled up with fresh fluid building up behind his pupils. He didn't bothering wiping away his tears when he grabbed her hand. He could see the tears quickly flooding over her eyelids.

Beside him stood Jughead, JB and Alice. Dr Larevn sighed softly, grabbing her chart and looked over to his patient's family. Over his years as a physician it hadn't gotten easier. Every family is different and react in ways that is hard to express. He cleared his throat causing the older man in front of him to shift.

"Mr. Jones or do you prefer to be called by something else, Sir?"

FP nodded before opening his open," FP is good, doc." He said simply, shaking the doctor's firm hand.

Her doctor looked back down at Lexie's chart," As we discussed earlier, FP, I would still like to keep Ms. Jones overnight for observation if that's okay with you as I presume?" FP nodded his head and he continued. " Ms. Jones condition is very critical at this time." He looked toward Lexie with soft eyes," You are very lucky to be alive. Suicide attempts like this could've been a lot more drastic. I know you feel like you are not worth it. But I promise you... it will be worth it." Lexie couldn't help but chuckle at that.

She's not worth saving and why work so hard if she's just gonna do it again. But maybe he had a point. He just had this look in his eyes that made all her thoughts disappear. Maybe he was right. Yeah right, she laughed at herself. She was no angel.

The rest of the night, Lexie tried to think about the good. She didn't want to put her family through anymore pain. She had caused them enough pain for a lifetime. As for her; she was alone. She shifted on the uncomfortable hospital mattress, thinking about him. His smile, laugh that kept her laughing. The tube that was in her mouth had been removed now that she was breathing officially on her own. She no longer needed the tube to help her breathe. She would be released from the hospital after her suicidal watch was over. Legally she could sign herself out but her brother is the one who makes her medical decisions; his her proxy.

Three days after Lexie was released from hospital, everyone kept a good eye on her. Her doctor the first seven days were crucial to make sure she was okay. Honestly Lexie missed her bed, her blades were confiscated from her possession, FP locked the steak knifes away... so she couldn't reach them.

It was like that for weeks after her incident. Sam came to visit before heading back, Bobby called her a damn Idjit. She guessed she deserved that after all the unnecessary pain she put them through. FP signed her up for therapy to help cope with her great loss, he even offered to go with her. They had to be careful to not to say anything suspicious and stayed away from supernatural topics. Therapy really helped her on her lonely nights. Now she was fully recovered. She hadn't thought self-harming or trying again. She was at peace. No she wasn't happy, but she was getting herself through the hard times. Her life was no longer in shambles or coming undone. She had days where she wanted to run away, yes she did but she didn't. She now has a family to think about.

Personally She still couldn't date. Dean was still the love of her life. She tried dating, she went on a date with her old high school friend, Gavin but her heart wasn't in it. Honestly she was still very much in love with Dean Winchester. He still took her breath away. Her love life was put on hold until further notice. As for work life, It was still very busy. She didn't work for Alice anymore. She's now working at Riverdale General hospital as registered traveling nurse. Her day consists as suturing, cleaning bed pans, charting and taking vital signs all over.