Chapter Five

Walking down the hallway, Marcy walked to the doorway to Campbell's room when she stood against the doorframe and smiled. From the light from the hallway, she could see Logan's head resting on Campbell's chest as they slept and Buttons the teddy bear was laying on top of Campbell's head. Slowly walking to the bed, she carefully sat on the edge of the bed as she took Campbell's hand in hers and watched them sleeping. Campbell's eyes moved then slowly opened as he blinked and she smiled, brushing the hair from his eyes.

"When did he crawl in with you?" she asked, nodding toward Logan.

"Dinnae really know," Campbell said as she picked Buttons up and placed the teddy bear on the nightstand.

"You want me tae move him?"

"No."

"This does look rather sweet."

"What does?"

"You two look so perfect, lying there like that. If I didnae know better, I'd say you look all father and son like," she said as he gave her a confused look and she gently squeezed his fingers.

"We do?"

"Aye and I like it."

"What are you trying tae say?"

"That I like you. That I was scared out of my mind when you collapsed. That I was so afraid you were going tae die. I mean nae only in my arms but in the hospital."

"You know, I've been feeling something, too. I nae sure when it happened but I was starting tae hate going back to Saint Jude's when you'd take me there after work. I liked coming here for dinner and spending the night a few times a week. It was like I had this secret family. The problem was I didnae want tae say anything in case you didnae feel the same way."

"I do feel the same way."

"So, what do we do now?"

"We can go out, unless my being older than you is a problem."

"No, that's nae a problem."

"I am eight years older than you."

"Seven years and seven months," he corrected and she smiled.

"Well?"

"But what if I mess it up? I'd lose three ways. I lose a great producer and friend. I lose the sweetest little boy I have ever known. I'd also lose a large chunk of my heart. I dinnae think I could handle it."

"How could you mess it up?"

"I'm manic/depressive."

"There are a lot of people that are. You're using that as an excuse."

"But you have never seen me full blown manic."

"Think back a few months ago. The station had that big charity thing where they wanted tae see which disc jockey could stay awake the longest."

A few months earlier

"Come on, Marcy," Campbell said as he followed her into the break room and she headed for the coffee machine.

"I said no," she said, placing some coins in the slot then pushed the button.

"It's mandatory."

"I know that," she said and removed the paper cup, sipping on the coffee. "But you're nae doing it."

"I'll get in trouble."

"Campbell, they want tae see how long the disc jockeys can stay awake."

"It's for charity."

"Aye, but…but…I dinnae want tae risk your health or mine. And who would look after Logan?"

"You have a sitter."

"Aye, but I cannae afford tae ask her tae stay there for days."

"You're ashamed of me," he said with a sad look on his face and she sighed.

"No, I am nae ashamed of you," she said and brushed some of his hair behind his ear. "You really want tae do this?"

"Aye," he said then sighed and she rolled her eyes, smiling.

"Ok, but only if your doctors say it's alright."

Day One

"Ok, let's get this party started," Campbell said as he placed his earphones on and Marcy smiled at him. Her mother agreed to look after Logan and she was surprised that Doctor Greene agreed to let Campbell do the challenge. She also didn't like the look on Doctor Greene's face.

"He looked like he wanted Campbell tae fail," she thought. Campbell had brought his medications and he sat back in the chair, placing his feet on the console.

Day Three

"And that is when I realized that peanut butter, bananas and pickles dinnae mix," Campbell said and Marcy wondered if he was alright. He had been babbling about his past for the last few hours and would giggle every now and then. She knew several of the disc jockeys had given up but Campbell showed no sign of tiring even though she was. "Oh, I just remembered this cool story where my cousins and I went fishing."

"Campbell, we need tae do a commercial," Marcy said and tried not to yawn.

"Right," Campbell said as he nodded his head and smiled.

Day Four

"Campbell, please stop," Marcy said after he played several songs backwards and he frowned.

"But it's fun," he said.

"You're ruining the records and you might break the turntable," she said and he looked at the turntable.

"Ah, you're right. Good thing we have extras of the records I just played," he said then giggled and she was starting to get worried. More disc jockeys had quit and she wondered how much longer he could stay awake. He hadn't even noticed that she had slept on the couch in the booth and had done the show without her.

Day Five

"Campbell," Marcy sighed as he sang with the record and he looked at her.

"What?" he asked.

"You on the air with the record again," she sighed and he smiled.

"Oh, sorry, Guys," he said then flicked the switch. There was only one other disc jockey still awake and Marcy wondered what Campbell was taking to keep himself awake. She did see him yawn a few times but he didn't want to stop and she sighed, placing her chin in her hand.

Day Six

"Campbell, calm down," Marcy said while holding him in her arms and he was shaking.

"Dinnae you see them?" he whispered, looking around the room with wide eyes.

"There's nothing there."

"There're spiders on the walls," he half shouted and she was glad she took them off the air. He had taken his shoes off and tossed them at the walls and was shouting about spiders. A few seconds later one of the interns from Saint Jude's arrived she held him as the intern sedated him. She asked if she could come with them and had kissed the top of his head after they had put him to bed.

Campbell's bedroom

"What about the other side of it? Can you handle me when I'm REALLY depressed?"

"Do you remember what happened after you freaked out? You didn't want tae come back tae work. Remember what I did when I went tae Saint Jude's tae see you?"

"You pinned me against the wall and told me tae knock it off. All the other guys had quit and I had raised the most money."

"So I can handle that end of it, too," she said as she moved closer and kissed his lips.

"Do that again," he whispered and she kissed his lips again.

"Still have doubts"

"Nope," he said, shaking his head.

"Want tae go out for dinner on Friday?"

"You mean on a real date?"

"Aye, if you think you're up tae it," she said, arching her eyebrows up. Campbell nodded then hissed when Logan's hand bumped the stitches and closed his eyes tightly.

"Ow," he whispered when she stood up, picked Logan up and headed for the door. Watching them leave the room, Campbell thought about what had happened when he smiled, closed his eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep.