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The whole next week, Will noticed Grace was eating more. He was so relieved. She didn't seem to gain any weight, but she was definitely eating. By the time her appointment came around, Alicia wasn't even sure she should take her.

"What if we just were too worried? I don't want to make her go to the doctor if she is fine. What do you think?"

"I think you should still take her. Better safe than sorry right?"

"Yeah, I guess you are right."

Alicia took her, and Grace weighed in at 120. 5 more pounds than what she weighed in the ER. She told the doctor all about how stressed she had been, but she was doing better. The doctor listened, asked questions, did a physical examination, and came to the conclusion that Grace really has just been overly stressed. He recommended she gain at least 10 pounds, eat 4-6 small meals a day,and prescribed something to help her not be as stressed. When they left, Grace looked triumphantly over at Alicia.

"Told you I was fine, mom."

"Being almost under weight and extremely stressed out is not what I would call fine."

"Don't worry so much."

"Im sorry. I just love you so much."

"I know, Mom. I love you too."

Alicia and Will talked that night, Will still not entirely convinced stress is all it is, but glad the appointment went well. Alicia seemed to think she was ok, so he was going to worry less. He still vowed to himself to look out for his daughter and notice any more weight changes.

A few weeks later, Alicia announced she had to go to DC for a client. It would just be a weekend trip, and would Will and Grace be fine with that?

"Of course we will. We can stay up late and watch Disney movies. Or binge watch Once Upon a Time episodes. Right grace?"

Grace giggled. He liked Once upon a time more than she did. "Yep. Maybe even paint each other toenails. That sounds fun, right Will? I saw some new nail designs on pinterest I am dying to try."

Will looked worried. "Uhh..."

"Kidding, kidding. But really mom. We will be fine."

Alicia smiled.

"Ok. If you are sure, then I will leave early next Friday, and come home late afternoon Monday."

"Great. We will be here, getting tattoos, juggling fire, and learning how to shoot firearms."

Alicia gave him one of her looks, and he just laughed. "We will be fine babe. Pinky promise. I did live on my own before we got married. I do know how to take care of myself, and Grace is a big girl. Don't worry!"

"Okay. Maybe I will be gone for longer then. If you are so fine on your own, then you don't need me." she smirked.

"No. Not allowed. You can be gone four days max. I have spent too much of my life without you." She giggled and he pulled her into a kiss. Grace laughed, and rolled her eyes. "Get a room, you two. Please." But, she was glad to see her mom laugh. She was glad she was happy again.

The Saturday when Alicia was gone was a snowy one. A huge snowstorm had rolled in, so Will and Grace were stuck at home. A Perry Mason marathon was on, so Grace decided they were going to watch it. Will rolled his eyes at the cheesiness of the show, but it was Grace's turn to pick what they watch. After dinner though, he was going to pick, and they were going to watch Once Upon A Time on Netflix. He made a lasagna, and it was pretty good, if he did say so himself. Grace had been eating more, and he couldn't even begin to express how happy that made him. After they finished eating, Grace excused herself, saying she was going to put other pajamas, and get the show ready. He was just finishing up the dishes when he heard a thump from down the hall.

"Are you ok Grace?"

No answer.

"Grace? Are you okay?"

No answer.

"Gracie?"

He walked down the hall and stopped at the closed bathroom door. He knocked.

"Grace? You are freaking me out. Are you ok?"

No answer.

"Grace."

No answer.

"Gracie, I am coming in. You are really scaring me."

They had a faulty doorknob, and of you twisted it four times while it was locked, it would unlock from the outside. When Will opened the door, nothing could have prepared him for what he saw. There was blood. Everywhere. He started to panic.

Grace was lying on the floor, a gash on her forehead bleeding, and blood on her mouth. He dialed 911 before he had time to think.

"911. What's your emergency?"

"My daughter is unconscious and bleeding." he looks around the bathroom and noticed the toilet. His voice cracked trying to hold back tears, "I also think she was throwing up blood."

He gave their address to the dispatcher and applied pressure to the head wound. "Oh baby. What did you do? I am right here. You are going to be okay. I got you. Hang on, honey. Gracie I love you."

Once the paramedics got to the apartment, everything was a blur. He doesn't remember rising in the ambulance at all. Once they got to the hospital, they rushed her back to a room, to get the bleeding to stop and run tests. He called Alicia, and he couldn't comfort her when she started to cry. He felt so helpless. She was going to head straight to the airport, but with the snow, she didn't even know if she was going to be able to fly in. He promised to keep her updated, and they hung up. He called Zack, and the college student said he would leave campus right away to come to the hospital. He even called and left Peter a message to call him, and briefly described the situation. After pacing around the waiting room for over an hour, a doctor finally came out to speak with him. Are you with Grace Florrick?

"Yes."

"Well, she took a pretty nasty fall. She has 11 stitches on her forehead, and a mild concussion. We are also preparing her for emergency surgery. She has a tear in her esophagus, and we have to repair it immediately."

"A tear? How is that possible? Emergency surgery?"

"Tear are commonly caused by eating disorders, when someone forcefully make themselves throw up, repeatedly. Given the circumstances, and how little she weighs, we think your daughter has an eating disorder. A pretty serious one."

Will felt sick. No. She was doing better. She was eating. He saw her eat that night. But she was also making herself throw up? How could she do that to herself? He didn't hear the doctor ask him if he was okay, and didn't realize he had slid down to the floor out of worry fear and panic. After a few minutes, when he calmed down, he looked at the doctor, who was now sitting next to him.

"Is she going to be okay?" he croaked out.

"I am not going to lie, it is very serious, but with help, she can recover. We are going to recommend admitting her into our rehab. Starting treatment right away is going to be necessary."

"Ok. Thank you doctor."

"We will let you know when she gets out of surgery."

"Thanks."

Will continued sitting on the cold floor. He has to call Alicia. She picked up after three rings.

"Hey. I am trying to get a flight, but Chicago is completely shut down from the storm. How is Grace?"

"Leesh."

"What? Is she okay? Tell me she is okay!" She started to cry again.

"She has eleven stitches and a mild concussion. But, she-"

His voice cracked and he started to cry.

"She is having emergency surgery. She tore her esophagus, by making herself throw up. She has a really serious eating disorder. And they want her to enter rehab."

Alicia was completely silent.

"Leesh, please say something. Anything."

"I don't know what to say. I am the world's worst mother. I believed she was fine. This is all my fault."

"No baby. It's not your fault. It's no one's fault. You can't blame yourself. We can't look back. We have to move forward. We are going to help her get through this. We are all going to get through this."

"I am going to be on the first flight I can get. If you see her before I get there, tell her I am coming. You can explain what is going or you can wait for me. Did you call anyone to come and wait with you?"

"Yeah. I called Zack. He should be here in like an hour. I also called Peter. But he hasn't returned my call."

"You called Peter?"

"Yeah. But like I said, he hasn't called back. He needed to know. It is his daughter. Was that ok?"

"Thank you. And yes, it was ok. And Owen. Call Owen."

"Okay."

"I am glad you are there with her, Will."

"I'm glad I am too. I love you, and I will see you when you get in."

"I love you too, Will."


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