It had been 2 days since they found her, almost dead on the floor. At this stage in the game, she was suffering from cold and hot flashes, trembles, shivers and shakes. Her skin was pale and she threw up everything she ate. Bosco was worried about his sister, but never told their mother. He knew she couldn't handle 2 druggy kids. It was around 8 PM on the second day, things went from bad to worse.

Bosco sat at the kitchen table, across from Carlos. They were playing a game of Rummy. Mercedes was sitting on the couch, swaying with 5 blankets wrapped around her. She was shivering and her teeth were chattering. She claimed she was cold, but she had beads of sweat developing on her forehead. She looked over at them and growled.

"Shut off the damn TV! I have a headache!" She suddenly threw off the blankets and was fanning herself. Bosco reached for the remote and turned off the TV. Carlos looked over at her and sighed softly. She looked terrible. Her hair was greasy, she was deathly pale and the trembling was getting worse. He looked at Bosco who knew what he was thinking and only nodded in agreement. Carlos moved to her and took her wrist, to make sure she was still stable. She yanked her arm back.

"Get the hell off of me!" She slapped his hand and moved to the other side of the sofa. He moved to face her and grabbed her shoulders.

"I have to check your pulse. You're doing good and I don't want you to de-stabilize." He looked into her eyes. They were bloodshot and somewhat glazed over. He sighed and tried again. She slapped him across the face.

"I said leave me alone! Go away! Go back to the orphanage you came from!" She moved and went into her bedroom. Carlos' mouth dropped as she said the orphanage insult and looked at Bosco. They both knew she didn't mean what she said, but it still hurt. Bosco got up and went after her.

"Mercedes! Get back here! We are doing this to help you!" He shoved her door and moved to her. She looked up at him and stood up, getting in his face.

"Helping me? You're trying to help me again? Last time I checked, you're helping me only got me beaten more by our father! You never helped me! You're help got me shoved in the closet and thrown down stairs! Why don't you help me by using that gun attached to your ankle and killing yourself!" She shoved him away from her. Bosco stumbled back about a foot as Carlos walked in. Bosco grabbed her by the arms and pinned her to the bed.

"Watch your mouth. I couldn't help Mikey, but I'll be damned if I am going to let you go down like he did. Carlos, check her out, I got her." Mercedes fought against him, but Bosco was twice the strength she was. Carlos checked her vitals and wrote them down. There was a knock on the door. Bosco got off of her and pulled her into the living room, sitting her on the couch. Carlos answered the door and let Ty and Sully in. Mercedes snorted and looked away.

"Well if it isn't Krispy Kreme." Mercedes smirked at her joke and moved to the window, opening it, trying to cool off. Sully looked at her and rolled his eyes, then looked at Ty.

"Was I that bad?"

"You were worse." Bosco looked at him and smiled. He looked at his sister, who was half hanging out the window.

"It's 10 degrees out, shouldn't you shut that?" Ty said, looking at her.

"She's going through a hot flash, if we don't let her cool off, she could spike a fever and become worse." Carlos sighed.

"Watch her, she's spitting out some evil things. You get a hold of Jimmy and Kim?"

"Yeah, they are coming to help out. Kim got some more supplies and said she would do a watch, with you and Carlos. Jimmy said he would stick around with me, and then Sully and Yokas can work together. Kim said she would pull doubles with Yokas and you. She thinks a paramedic should be here at all times. They will be here in about an hour."

"Good, maybe Jimmy can hold her down. She's saying some cruel things, and I am trying not to hurt her." Bosco said softly, looking down.

"Hurt me, please. I would love for you to turn into dad. Beating on me and knocking me around like a toy. Bring it Mo. Let's see how Ma likes you hitting me." She slowly moved towards him. Carlos stepped in front of her; and stopped her from getting in Bosco's face again.

"Mercedes, go sit down. You don't want to start a fight you will lose." He looked at her and pointed to the couch.

"Who the hell do you think you are? I knew I should never have married you. You're a waste of space that womanizes and has no emotion. I can't believe I wasted my time with you! I should have stayed single, and then maybe I wouldn't have turned into a cokehead!" Everything she said stung him like a needle. He knew it was because of withdrawals, but it was killing him hearing this. She looked up at him with an evil smirk, turning. She was satisfied that she hurt him, she would do anything for a fix, and getting them to leave her alone would do it, in her mind. As she moved to the couch she went slack, her body started to tremble. She fell to the floor, in a seizure, as white foam started to come out of her mouth.