Disclaimer: I don't own anything sadly enough. -_-

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The months slowly passed and then came the birth of James L. Rook. Everyone couldn't help but notice Madison fall into an even deeper depression than she had been prior to James' birth. She began isolating herself and disappearing leaving the baby alone crying until someone noticed; it was usually Jacob or Logan who noticed.

 It was Jacob who found James this time, lying awake in his crib screaming his lungs out. Gently he picked his son up cradling him to his chest as he walked down to the kitchen to make him a bottle. Logan walked in grimacing slightly at the high-pitched wail emitting from his grandson's lungs.

 "She's gone again." He grunted more of a fact then a question.

Jacob nodded testing the milk on his wrist before feeding it to James; he smiled sadly at his son as he drank the liquid down. He had big blue eyes that stared straight into Jacob's as he ate, Jacob loved him more than anything and it made him sad that Madison was never around anymore.

 Logan shook his head running a hand through his hair, "Tried ta talk to her last night," He drawled opening the 'fridge and pulling out a bottle of pop, "she wouldn' listen."
Jacob knew Logan was worried about his daughter even though he wouldn't admit it to anyone.

 "She's been depressed." He spoke softly taking the bottle away from the now fusing baby.

Logan sighed, "I don't know what ta do ta help her."

Jacob glanced over at Logan as he patted James gently on the back, "I know what you mean, I've tried everything."

 "Whatever happened to her?" Logan rubbed the back of his neck, "I mean one day she's happy an' the next she's depressed an' angry." 

 "Talking about me again?" Came an angry voice from the doorway.

Both Jacob and Logan looked up and James started to cry from the sudden noise. Jacob gently rocked him trying to comfort the infant as he glared up at Madison.

 "God shut it up!" She growled rubbing her temples, "All it does is cry! God I got such a migraine…"

Logan scowled at his daughter; the scent of beer and cigarettes clung to her like a second skin. He could tell that Jacob could smell it too by the way he scrunched up his face and took a step back.

 "You've been drinkin' again." He growled narrowing his eyes at Madison as she carelessly leaned up against the wall lighting up a cigarette.

She rolled her eyes at him taking a long drag, "So what if I have?"

 Logan growled taking the cigarette from her hand and crushed it in his own, "I don't like it." He growled dangerously trying to figure out what had happened to his little girl.

 "She was raped and murdered!" Madison shouted reading Logan's mind then stormed out of the kitchen.

Jacob sighed at the renewed bursts of screams coming from his son as he rocked him back and forth softly shushing him. Logan scowled appearing as though he was either going to punch a hole in the wall or have a mental breakdown as he opened and close his hands absentmindedly. He closed his eyes debating if he wanted to chase after her or just let her be, choosing the later he collapsed into a chair.

 "Things never seem ta get any easier." He sighed.

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The soft breeze played with her hair from where she sat by the edge of the pool, her legs crossed Indian style and her jacket held closed by her free hand. She glared at the semi frozen water as she took a drag from her freshly lit cigarette holding it in briefly before blowing it out into the wind. A pang of guilt rang through her and she frowned tossing her cigarette into the water, she had only recently started the bad habit only because it gave her something to do while she moped. It started to snow lightly causing the air to become bitterer; she shivered doing her best to ignore the weather. From the corner of her eye she noticed Jacob approaching her, his arms crossed over his chest in a vain attempt at keeping warm in his light jacket. He walked up next to her and sat down pulling his knees to his chest as he stared out at the pool.

 "Do you love him?" He said softly glancing at her then back to the water.

Madison lifted her eyebrows and looked at him with hooded eyes, "Who?"

 "Our son." He voice was almost as icy as the air around them.

She shivered looking away, "Yes." She said after a minute.

 "Then don't do this to him." Then he stood up and walked away leaving Madison behind thinking about what he had just said.

She pulled her knees up to her chest wrapping her arms around them and resting her chin on the top, she felt the rage inside her subside for once and took a deep breath.

Yes she loved James; she loved him more than life itself. 

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When I sit and think of the days we shared
and the nights you covered for me
Every little thing that I ever did
You would stand by me
Every time you cried it would take my wind
My heart would break
If I could be strong like you were for me
You are my faith

Won't you cure my tragedy?
Won't you cure my tragedy?

Don't take her smile away from me
She's broken and I'm far away

Won't you cure my tragedy?

Won't you cure my tragedy?

If you make the world a stage for me
then I hope that you can hear me scream
won't you cure my tragedy?

-Cure 'My Tragedy' by Cold-

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