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Chapter 12

Looking up Jo could see how dark the sky was. Huge black clouds that were filled with rain loomed over, threatening to burst at any moment. It was cold, really cold, her whole body was shivering, her teeth chattered together.

Beyond the sound of her chattering teeth she could hear voices, muffled voices, like she was hearing them through glass. She looked up, straining her eyes, but she saw no one. She wanted to get up, sit up, just move somehow, but her body was like lead. She couldn't help but become more and more frustrated, what was wrong with her body, why couldn't she move it?

As the voices suddenly got quieter she saw faces appear above her. People were standing above her, looking down at her. She saw so many familiar faces, including her children's, and someone she had never met, an older, balding man in a long white gown, a priest's gown. Where the hell was she?

She was suddenly able to move her arms and immediately she lifted them up towards Mac but with a clunk they hit something hard but seemingly invisible. It was only when Jo hit the thing again that she realised what it was…glass.

She turned her head to the side and saw walls of dirt around and when she looked up she seemed to have sunk down further. What the hell was happening?

"MAC!" she screamed, looking directly at him and although his eyes were fixed on hers he made no indication that he had heard her.

"MAC!" she screamed louder and began banging against the glass. "Flack! Sheldon!" she tried, looking them in the face. "Danny! Lindsay, help me please!" she cried as tears streamed down her face.

She wanted to know why they were just watching her, no one helping her as she sunk lower into the dark dank earth. She screamed as, with another loud clunk, more dirt was thrown down onto the glass above her.

"NO!" she screamed as more quickly followed. "Help me!" she screamed as the downpour of dirt continued. "MAC!" she screamed as loud as she could but it was no good, she could no longer see him through all the dirt.

All she could do now was cry. How could this be happening to her? Why weren't her friends helping her? With an angry cry she hit out at the glass above her. Mistake! A loud crack was followed by an even louder smash and as the glass caved in on her so did the dirt, pinning her body to the floor of her glass coffin, pressing down on her chest so she couldn't breathe, holding her arms down so she couldn't move…..shaking her body….?

Suddenly Jo opened her eyes. There was no dirt in them, just tears, tears that at first blurred her vision, but the second she blinked them away she saw a familiar face looking back at her from just inches away.

Jo sat up right and threw her arms around Mac's neck. It shocked Mac how tight her grip was right now, but when he felt her shaking against him he knew it was fear giving her her moment of strength. He wrapped one around her waist and the other up her back, gently pacing his hand on the back of her head. He held her for a moment and just let her cry.

He had known the moment he saw her thrashing about in her bed and crying out that she was dreaming again and as gently as he could he had tried to wake her but he had had to grab the top of her arms and actually shake her to finally bring her out of her nightmare, and unlike the other times she had finally fully woke up.

After a moment Jo pulled out of the hug and looked at him, having to check once more he was actually there. Mac smiled at her and reached up and wiped away her tears. Seemingly knowing what she was thinking he said, "It's me, Jo."

Jo half laughed half sobbed at his words. Mac smiled but when he studied her he could still see she was badly shaking. He then noticed how she had begun to look around, trying to work out where she was. "Am I in hospital?" she asked.

"St Catherine's." he told her.

"I don't remember…. When did I get here?" she asked, her face showing her confusion.

"Jo, you've been here for three days. Since we found you." he told her.

"Where did you find me?" she asked him after a while.

"You were out in the Catskills. We got to you just in time."

Jo just nodded. She refused to let an image of the last thing she remembered into her head. She didn't need to remember her cell under the earth right now. She didn't need to remember the smells and the deafening sounds of the insects crawling through the ground. She didn't need to remember anything of what she had been through.

Realising it was best to just simply forget it all she looked back to Mac and asked. "Where's Tyler and Ellie?"

"They're with Russ. I'll go give them a call in a minute. I'm sure they'll all be thrilled to hear you're finally awake." he said with a small smile.

"How long have I been asleep?" she asked with a slightly nervous laugh.

"You've been out since you arrived here, Jo."

His words clearly shocked her but he watched as she seemed to quickly shake them off. Then rather casually she began to speak, a smile even spreading across her face. "How is everyone? It's seems like it's been a year since I saw the team. I can't wait to see the kids! I can only image the things they've been up to recently."

Mac couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. She was acting so natural, which was not how she was supposed to be acting right now. Mac knew she'd been through hell. He'd heard about all her injuries and more from the doctors and nurses. He sighed but smiled at her as he suddenly realised that she was far from out of the woods yet. If anything he knew she was still very much lost in them, now fighting her own battles.

TBC

This chapter is kinda short but I only wanted it to contain Mac and Jo.

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