A/N I have to warn you, like AshlynValerie did, Elizabeth has a lot of nicknames:
Liz, Bess, Beth, Bethie, Bessie, and Lizzy….

Of Past Regret and Future Fear

Ch. 2- What's Old is New Again

Caitie, took a deep breathe, paid the taxi driver and walked into the hospital. "Can you tell me where ICU is?" Caitie asked a woman, but soon found herself face to face with Marguerite Waite.

"Caitie! Hi, I was just going to pick you up from the airport." she stated. Marguerite's long curly red hair tied up in a ponytail, covered by a baseball hat and sunglasses.

"My flight got in early." Caitie replied shifting the weight of her suitcase into another hand.

"Well, I'll take you home, you must be tired from your trip."

"I was just going to stay in a hotel." Caitie said, just only really wanting to see Jamie, at that moment.

"No, no. Besides Bess and Nat have been dying to see you."

Caitie smiled, she loved Jamie's kids. "Alright."
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"Hank, Tyler, Brooke, and Val wished they could come." Caitie replied minutes later at Marguerite's house, over coffee in the kitchen. She nodded. Caitie felt strange. It hadn't been the first time she stayed at Jamie and Marguerite's house, but now it wasn't Jamie's home. He lived in another house not far from here. She felt uncomfortable. Marguerite and Caitie had never really talked before, and weren't friends. Well, Caitie liked her and had nothing against Marguerite but, somehow she always felt Marguerite resented her because Jamie and Caitie were so close.

"How is Jamie?" Caitie asked, as four year old Nathaniel plopped himself on Caitie's lap.

"He received internal and brain injuries. Jamie's in a coma right now." Jamie's ex wife stated shaking her head sadly. "I told him to get rid of that stupid motorcycle. But, he doesn't listen to me, especially not now."

"What happened between you two?" Caitie asked.

"This and that, he was gone all the time at work, I never saw him. We just grew apart, you know?"

Caitie nodded. She felt sad for them. They had been married for almost nine years, and had two wonderful kids. That was a lot more then Caitie had. She hadn't been serious with anyone for years.

"Mommy, can I see Daddy now?" eight year old Elizabeth said, coming into the room, looking at her mother and then hugging Caitie.

"Maybe Auntie Caitie can take you, I have to pick up something at work." Marguerie said, referring to her job, as teacher.

"Sure." Caitie replied. "I can take them."
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A/N Good? Bad? What do u think?