Fragile Glass
Part Two: Shards
By: Lizzie B
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Author's Note: And now, part two! Don't ask how many parts there will be. My muse has grabbed me and is dragging me along for the ride. And man is present tense really hard to write, lol. Please enjoy!
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Alex has never been to Carmel Ridge before tonight, and finds the place exactly like she imaged. It's a mix of a hospital and a nursing home with the same decorator as every Holiday Inn she's ever stayed at.
She finds the isolation wing by following the signs and pauses outside the door to study her partner at the end of the hall. If there was anyone who ever looked like Atlas it was Bobby right at this moment. Someone thought to bring him a chair, but he stands looking into one of the rooms, lost in thought and a pain she can't begin to understand.
Yet, he'd called her and she can't think of a reason why. He had said he needed her, but after that one confession, he'd apologized for waking her. She spent the next few minutes getting him to tell her where he was. Something was seriously wrong. And how pathetic did it make her that she was just glad he'd called her? She sighs and pushes the door open walking down the hall to him.
"Hey Bobby," She calls gently and he looks away from the window.
"You didn't have to come Eames."
She rolls her eyes and ignores the comment, "What happened?"
For a moment he looks like he's not going to tell her, but after a minute of tense silence he sighs in defeat, "She had a dentist appointment today. She's got…a cavity. One of the orderlies went to get her and she was having an episode. She…she…"
"She what Bobby?" She asks.
"She attacked him," He whispers, looking guilty, as if it was his fault. "She threw something at him and it knocked him out. Mom…mom ran out of the room and hid in the laundry room. They called me when they went to see what was taking so long."
"She's okay now?"
He shrugs, "Dr. Shima's…worried she might…might not recover."
"Oh, Bobby," She reaches out for him but he sidesteps before she can touch him so she folds her arms across her chest instead.
"There are some stronger medicines he recommended, but I want to wait until she wakes up."
"Did he tell you when that might be?" Bobby shrugs, so she sits in the chair.
"Eames, you don't…"
"Have to stay?" She looks up at him and gives him a tight smile, "Yes, Bobby I do." Something passes just behind his eyes, so quickly she can't catch it. She figures whatever it was, it was good since he just nods and turns back to his silent vigil over his mom.
