Disclaimer-I do not own Mary, Carlos, or Charles. Only Mary's nephew and neice, Lucas and Kendra. I do not own the song 'Whiskey Lullaby' either nor the lyrics.

A/N-This is my first song-fic so please be easy on me.

Whiskey Lullaby

 Part 2

The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself

For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath

She finally drank her pain away a little at a time

But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind,

Until the night...

The rumors flew, of course. It's glen oak were talking about, right? It's Reverend Camden's daughter were also talking about. Rumors always flew around Glen Oak especially about Reverend Camden's family. Like the rumor's about Mary when she was sent to Buffalo at the age of 19, but we shall not go into that. That would be a whole other story in it's self. And besides everybody knows about it. For years and years she tried to hid the whiskey on her breath from her parents, siblings, nephew's, neices, and the rest of her family, even her own son! Oh yes but that 7-year-old wasn't stupid. She finally drank her pain away a little at a time. But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind until the night...

She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger

And finally drank away his memory

Life is short but this time it was bigger

Than the strength she had to get up off her knees

They found her with her face down in the pillow

Clinging to his picture for dear life

Then they laid her next to him beneath the willow

While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby.

Bring! Bring! Went the phone at Reverend Camden's house.

"Hello?" Annie answered.

"Annie this is Detective Michael's from the Glen Oak Police Department. I'm sorry to have to be the one to tell you this but, Mary's dead!" Said Detective Michael's slowly. He hated having to be the one to tell the family. Especially a family he was close to. "Are you there?" He asked when the other line had become silent for some time.

"Y...Y...Y....Yes....Yes" Annie stuttered.

"We found her similar to Carlos's position, with her face down in the pillow, she was clinging to his picture for dear life. Could you come and pick up her son, Charlie, and Lucy's kids Luke & Kendra?" Detective Michael's told her and then asked. "Or would it be easier for the officer to drop them off?"

"Me or Eric will get them." She replied. They hung up. About a week later they buried Mary next to Carlos beneath the willows and said goodbye to the sibling, aunt, and daughter of many.
Did you like it? Should I do like an Epilogue or something for it?