AN- Sure I can put the translations in {} at the end of what's originally
being said. No one ever suggested anything like that before so I don't have
a problem doing that for you all if it will make it easier to read.
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Later that day Jimmy called Bobby to let him know that Craig hadn't come back. Bobby was relieved but worried at the same time because if he wasn't there, it's hard to tell where he was. Bobby primarily spent the rest of the day with Kim, letting her know everything would be ok and trying to help her feel safe once again. He had hid the tape from the answering machine so she wouldn't hear the message that Craig had left and told her the news Jimmy had told him.
"Jimmy just called. Craig didn't show up at the station today. He just might leave for good." Bobby said.
"That's a relief, but what if somehow he's watching us? You know like spying or something." She asked, the thought of that making her sick to her stomach.
"Come on Kimmy, don't think like that." Bobby said wrapping his arms around her again; "Things will get better, you'll see."
She sighed heavily; knowing all the worries she had about Craig weren't making matters any better and said, "Have you talked to your mom to see how the kids are?"
"Yeah, I talked to her not to long after Jimmy left. Keira had gone in for a nap and Joey was playing with his gameboy. Joey told me to tell you he missed you and sends his love too." Bobby replied; "You wanna come with me to bring them home?"
"Lemme go change and see if I can cover up any of these bruises with some make-up," she replied heading in to take a shower and get dressed.
While she was gone he called his mother back and told her they were coming over to get the kids. She asked how Kim was doing and he told replied that she was driving herself crazy with worries. About fifteen minutes later Kim came back out and had managed to conceal most of the bruises on her face with some makeup. Her lip was still swollen where Craig had busted it but it wasn't as bad as what it had been earlier. When they arrived at his mothers, they saw Joey in the window looking at them anxiously. When his mother let them in Joey embraced his mother tightly when she sat down on the couch. Keira had started to cry and Bobby's mother said to Joey, "Why don't you go check on your sister for me."
Joey headed off to check on Keira and the three adults sat and talked about how Kim was doing after everything that had happened that morning. After Joey checked on his sister he stood in the hallway and overheard what was being said, feeling scared after hearing what had happened to his mother. He went back in and played with Keira when Kim came in a short time later to check on them.
"Hey sweetie, you ok?" she asked, noticing he was acting strange.
"I'm fine," he replied softly, not looking at his mother.
"No, you're not. Tell me what's wrong?" she replied softly, having him take a seat next to her on the floor.
"Why did whoever hurt you do it? You wouldn't do anything to hurt anyone, why did he want to hurt you?" Joey asked, seeing the tears forming in his mother's eyes.
She hugged him close and said softly as tears slipped down her face, "I don't know baby. I don't know why he did it. You're right, I wouldn't do anything to hurt anyone. I think the person who did this isn't like us. I guess he doesn't care who he hurts or how he does it."
"Dad or Bobby won't do that will they?" Joey asked hesitantly.
"No, they wouldn't lift a hand to either of us sweetheart. They aren't like that and never will be. I was lucky when I met both of them, fortunate I never had to worry about either of them being like that." Kim replied softly, trying to reassure her son that nothing else would happen.
After a while he felt better and she asked as she picked up Keira, "You wanna go back out there with me and your sister?"
"Yeah," Joey replied smiling, following his mother out of the room.
That night after her shift, Alex went out for a few drinks by herself to try and get rid of the memories of that morning. After a while her body shuddered as the alcohol slid down her throat increasing the tingling sensation she was feeling from what she'd drank previously. She was about ready to slam another shot when she heard a voice call out, "Alex! What on earth are you doing?"
Jimmy had planned on getting wasted after work to try and get rid of the anger and hatred he was feeling towards Craig. When he walked into the bar he saw Alex sitting there, obviously doing the same thing he'd planned on doing. He sure had plenty of things to try and forget most involving Craig, and the other the involving the thoughts he'd been having about Alex. When he saw her downing shots, he wondered how many she'd had before he came in. When he got over to her he could tell she was probably pretty drunk.
"You know, the alcohol isn't going to make it all go away," Jimmy said, sitting down next to her; it was ironic he said that to her though, because he'd come in to do the same thing.
"But it makes it feel better though," she replied, her speech slightly slurred from being drunk.
"If you're doing this because of earlier, it's not your fault. No one is blaming you for what happened to Kim, not me, not her and not Bobby. They know you wouldn't have let this happen, you two are too close to let anything happen to the other." Jimmy said softly; "Come on, I'm taking you home, you've had enough for tonight."
"No Jimmy, I'm staying a little while longer." She replied, reaching for another shot.
"After that shot I'm taking you home Alexandra. I'm not fighting with you over this." Jimmy said, turning her head towards him before she drank the shot she held in her hand.
"Fine," she huffed; tossing her head back as she drank the last shot and made an attempt to stand.
Jimmy paid for what she'd drank and grabbed her before she fell and asked, "How on earth were you expecting to get home? You can hardly walk."
Alex never answered his question and he helped her into his car and drove her home. After he got her inside her house he said, "You're going to have one hell of a hang over in the morning after having had so much to drink, but all the same memories you started out with."
He canned the idea of going out and getting wasted after seeing Alex completely trashed and decided to go back home instead. Jimmy walked back into his apartment a little over an hour after he'd first left, intending on drowning himself in alcohol in an attempt to erase some of his feelings. It was rare he ever saw Alex completely trashed like this so he imagined she must have been taking what happened to Kim extremely hard.
After the kids had gone to bed, Kim sat in the living room, lying across the couch deep in thought. Primarily thinking about what the conversation she'd had with Joey at Bobby's mother's house. She sighed softly, picturing his face as he asked her why Craig had hurt her. A pair of warm hands rubbing her neck and shoulders pulled her from her thoughts, startling her at first.
"I didn't mean to startle you," Bobby said softly, taking a seat behind her when she sat up.
"It's ok," she replied, lying back against his chest.
"You looked deep in thought there for a bit," he commented, still gently rubbing her shoulders.
"I was. Just thinking about what Joey asked me when we were at your mom's." she replied softly.
"What did he say?" Bobby asked curiously.
"He overheard the three of us talking about this morning and wanted to know why Craig had done this." She replied hesitantly.
"What did you say to him about that?" he asked gently, knowing this wasn't easy for her to talk about.
"I told him I didn't know why he did it. Because truthfully I have no clue why he seems to target me all the time." She replied softly.
"Did what you say to him help?" he asked in reply.
"For the most part, yeah." Kim replied, thinking about the other questions that Joey had asked her.
He felt her tense up as she replied and he figured there was more and asked, "Did he say anything else?"
"Yeah." She said back, pausing for a moment; "He then asked me if you or Jimmy would ever do that."
Bobby winced at what Joey had asked her and replied, "You know I could never raise a hand to you, Joey or Keira like that, right?"
"I know you wouldn't. I told him neither of you would do that. Jimmy and I had a lot of disagreements when we were married, and even had some really nasty fights. But he never once thought about taking his anger out on us like that. I've been extremely lucky to never have been in a relationship like that." She said back, snuggling against him.
"You'll never have to worry about that. Ever." Bobby replied, taking her left hand in his and gently kissing it.
Later that day Jimmy called Bobby to let him know that Craig hadn't come back. Bobby was relieved but worried at the same time because if he wasn't there, it's hard to tell where he was. Bobby primarily spent the rest of the day with Kim, letting her know everything would be ok and trying to help her feel safe once again. He had hid the tape from the answering machine so she wouldn't hear the message that Craig had left and told her the news Jimmy had told him.
"Jimmy just called. Craig didn't show up at the station today. He just might leave for good." Bobby said.
"That's a relief, but what if somehow he's watching us? You know like spying or something." She asked, the thought of that making her sick to her stomach.
"Come on Kimmy, don't think like that." Bobby said wrapping his arms around her again; "Things will get better, you'll see."
She sighed heavily; knowing all the worries she had about Craig weren't making matters any better and said, "Have you talked to your mom to see how the kids are?"
"Yeah, I talked to her not to long after Jimmy left. Keira had gone in for a nap and Joey was playing with his gameboy. Joey told me to tell you he missed you and sends his love too." Bobby replied; "You wanna come with me to bring them home?"
"Lemme go change and see if I can cover up any of these bruises with some make-up," she replied heading in to take a shower and get dressed.
While she was gone he called his mother back and told her they were coming over to get the kids. She asked how Kim was doing and he told replied that she was driving herself crazy with worries. About fifteen minutes later Kim came back out and had managed to conceal most of the bruises on her face with some makeup. Her lip was still swollen where Craig had busted it but it wasn't as bad as what it had been earlier. When they arrived at his mothers, they saw Joey in the window looking at them anxiously. When his mother let them in Joey embraced his mother tightly when she sat down on the couch. Keira had started to cry and Bobby's mother said to Joey, "Why don't you go check on your sister for me."
Joey headed off to check on Keira and the three adults sat and talked about how Kim was doing after everything that had happened that morning. After Joey checked on his sister he stood in the hallway and overheard what was being said, feeling scared after hearing what had happened to his mother. He went back in and played with Keira when Kim came in a short time later to check on them.
"Hey sweetie, you ok?" she asked, noticing he was acting strange.
"I'm fine," he replied softly, not looking at his mother.
"No, you're not. Tell me what's wrong?" she replied softly, having him take a seat next to her on the floor.
"Why did whoever hurt you do it? You wouldn't do anything to hurt anyone, why did he want to hurt you?" Joey asked, seeing the tears forming in his mother's eyes.
She hugged him close and said softly as tears slipped down her face, "I don't know baby. I don't know why he did it. You're right, I wouldn't do anything to hurt anyone. I think the person who did this isn't like us. I guess he doesn't care who he hurts or how he does it."
"Dad or Bobby won't do that will they?" Joey asked hesitantly.
"No, they wouldn't lift a hand to either of us sweetheart. They aren't like that and never will be. I was lucky when I met both of them, fortunate I never had to worry about either of them being like that." Kim replied softly, trying to reassure her son that nothing else would happen.
After a while he felt better and she asked as she picked up Keira, "You wanna go back out there with me and your sister?"
"Yeah," Joey replied smiling, following his mother out of the room.
That night after her shift, Alex went out for a few drinks by herself to try and get rid of the memories of that morning. After a while her body shuddered as the alcohol slid down her throat increasing the tingling sensation she was feeling from what she'd drank previously. She was about ready to slam another shot when she heard a voice call out, "Alex! What on earth are you doing?"
Jimmy had planned on getting wasted after work to try and get rid of the anger and hatred he was feeling towards Craig. When he walked into the bar he saw Alex sitting there, obviously doing the same thing he'd planned on doing. He sure had plenty of things to try and forget most involving Craig, and the other the involving the thoughts he'd been having about Alex. When he saw her downing shots, he wondered how many she'd had before he came in. When he got over to her he could tell she was probably pretty drunk.
"You know, the alcohol isn't going to make it all go away," Jimmy said, sitting down next to her; it was ironic he said that to her though, because he'd come in to do the same thing.
"But it makes it feel better though," she replied, her speech slightly slurred from being drunk.
"If you're doing this because of earlier, it's not your fault. No one is blaming you for what happened to Kim, not me, not her and not Bobby. They know you wouldn't have let this happen, you two are too close to let anything happen to the other." Jimmy said softly; "Come on, I'm taking you home, you've had enough for tonight."
"No Jimmy, I'm staying a little while longer." She replied, reaching for another shot.
"After that shot I'm taking you home Alexandra. I'm not fighting with you over this." Jimmy said, turning her head towards him before she drank the shot she held in her hand.
"Fine," she huffed; tossing her head back as she drank the last shot and made an attempt to stand.
Jimmy paid for what she'd drank and grabbed her before she fell and asked, "How on earth were you expecting to get home? You can hardly walk."
Alex never answered his question and he helped her into his car and drove her home. After he got her inside her house he said, "You're going to have one hell of a hang over in the morning after having had so much to drink, but all the same memories you started out with."
He canned the idea of going out and getting wasted after seeing Alex completely trashed and decided to go back home instead. Jimmy walked back into his apartment a little over an hour after he'd first left, intending on drowning himself in alcohol in an attempt to erase some of his feelings. It was rare he ever saw Alex completely trashed like this so he imagined she must have been taking what happened to Kim extremely hard.
After the kids had gone to bed, Kim sat in the living room, lying across the couch deep in thought. Primarily thinking about what the conversation she'd had with Joey at Bobby's mother's house. She sighed softly, picturing his face as he asked her why Craig had hurt her. A pair of warm hands rubbing her neck and shoulders pulled her from her thoughts, startling her at first.
"I didn't mean to startle you," Bobby said softly, taking a seat behind her when she sat up.
"It's ok," she replied, lying back against his chest.
"You looked deep in thought there for a bit," he commented, still gently rubbing her shoulders.
"I was. Just thinking about what Joey asked me when we were at your mom's." she replied softly.
"What did he say?" Bobby asked curiously.
"He overheard the three of us talking about this morning and wanted to know why Craig had done this." She replied hesitantly.
"What did you say to him about that?" he asked gently, knowing this wasn't easy for her to talk about.
"I told him I didn't know why he did it. Because truthfully I have no clue why he seems to target me all the time." She replied softly.
"Did what you say to him help?" he asked in reply.
"For the most part, yeah." Kim replied, thinking about the other questions that Joey had asked her.
He felt her tense up as she replied and he figured there was more and asked, "Did he say anything else?"
"Yeah." She said back, pausing for a moment; "He then asked me if you or Jimmy would ever do that."
Bobby winced at what Joey had asked her and replied, "You know I could never raise a hand to you, Joey or Keira like that, right?"
"I know you wouldn't. I told him neither of you would do that. Jimmy and I had a lot of disagreements when we were married, and even had some really nasty fights. But he never once thought about taking his anger out on us like that. I've been extremely lucky to never have been in a relationship like that." She said back, snuggling against him.
"You'll never have to worry about that. Ever." Bobby replied, taking her left hand in his and gently kissing it.