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"I commend the body of Madeline Margaret Genevieve Fitzpatrick to the afterlife, In the name of the father, the son and of the holy ghost." Marion Moesby sat awash with emotion in the stalls of a Boston catholic church, it was not grand, but it was the place chosen for Maddies funeral. At the pulpit was the father; dressed in his full regalia reading the catholic funeral rites, beside him was Maddies coffin covered in flowers. "Madeline was taken suddenly in the prime of her life and we gather today to pay our final respects to her and we pray that god takes her into his arms in the next life" The father continued on as Moesby tried to stay strong. The ceremony was beautiful but small scale, it was as the Fitzpatrick's wanted it, and their large extended family had taken up much of the small suburban Boston church which was now filled with sobbing. It was a sombre but formal service which involved speeches only from Maddie's immediate family along with biblical readings, throughout the service, as expected, there was no mention of Zack, or Maddie's unborn child; such matters were decided best swept under the rug.
As the service ended and the church bells were rung in a sombre ominous way Marion Moesby, along with the other attendees stood as Madeline's casket was marched by six pall bearers out of the church to the waiting hearse. Moesby recognised Irving, Maddie's father, and Liam, Maddie's brother, but did not recognise any of the other pall bearers; he assumed they were various other family members. Moesby managed to hold back tears for the most part, wiping his eye on his trademark pocket hankie occasionally as the casket made its slow precession down the hall with Amazing grace playing on the bagpipes.
"Again, I'm so sorry" Moesby said to Maddie's mother who waited at the rear of the church as the guests moved out to see off the hearse, she muttered a weak "Thank you" before he left. Carey, Kurt and Zack would soon be arriving into Boston and Moesby was to be at the airport awaiting their arrival. After entering the back of a chauffeured black Mercedes he made calls to the Tipton ensuring that alternate suites were available for each of the Martins assuming that they did not wish to return to their penthouse, with all its memories of Cody. He had also ensured that for the past week Cody's room had been tidied (as if it needed tiding) but nothing was to be removed; only the Martin's would decide what was to become of Cody's possessions. It had been a hard day for everyone, a hard week, an unimaginably hard week, but it was not going to get any better with Cody's funeral set down for the day after tomorrow. As Moesby approached the airport he thought of all the things that had happened, and all the secrets that had been kept from everyone; Zack still did not know he was to have been a father, Max didn't know what to do with her baby and the welfare of both Carey and Zack played deeply on his mind.
Such thoughts also plagued the mind of Carey Martin who sat across an aisle from her Son 25,000 feet above the earth. She looked across at Zack as he stared out the window, she wanted to tell him about Maddie's baby, about his baby, but she couldn't. Carey didn't think it fair to subject Zack to that pain, he had lost his brother, his best friend, and she thought it best to let him try to get past that before giving him yet more to deal with.
"Folks, we're beginning our descent into Boston at this time, so if you could please take your seats and fasten your seatbelts and we should be on the ground shortly, thank you" Squawked the pilot over the radio. Landing was Cody's second favourite part of flying after takeoff, he always looked forward to that announcement and so it made Zack sad to hear it without Cody being there.
As the jet touched down Zack couldn't get out of there fast enough, all the plane did was remind him of Cody, it was horrible, a prison he couldn't escape, a prison of memories haunting him. Zack quickly stepped out of the plane and issued a weak "hello" to Mr. Moesby, who stood waiting on the tarmac, before getting into a waiting black town car. Carey stepped off the plane second and was more enthused to see Moesby, embracing him in a sad hug and exchanging kind words. Kurt then stepped off the plane and after greeting Moesby stepped into the car with Zack. The bags were loaded into the two cars sent to pick up the martins and the convoy then departed for the Tipton hotel.
"We understand if you don't want to stay in your normal penthouse for the next while Carey" The duty manager said as she greeted Carey, "We've reserved three other suites on the 27th floor if that would be more acceptable?" She continued
"Thank you very much" Carey replied, she wasn't on first name basis with this new duty manager, she was relatively new and Carey hadn't spent all that much time in Boston over the past year.
"Here are your keys" The manager continued and handed Carey the three keys before calling a bellboy to take the bags up stairs. Zack knew the new duty manager a little more than Carey but he was in no mood to speak and so he silently took a key from Carey and proceeded toward the lift, saying something about feeling tired under his breath.
Zack tried to sleep but found he was unable, truth be told he wasn't that tired, he just wanted to escape his memories of Cody; Zack wished he could just put himself into a trance and forget everything and stop feeling. Becoming hot and flustered Zack moved to the bathroom of the generous suite to be his face in the basin trying to cool down. Above the basin was a large mirror and as Zack looked up from the basin he saw his face in the mirror, but in it he saw his identical twins. Zack couldn't take it, he couldn't stand seeing Cody every time he looked into the mirror it was too much for him to bare and Zack, wanting to escape seeing that reflection wound his fist up and smashed it into the mirror, breaking it in the centre; he didn't feel the deep cuts now on his fist. Zack was in a rage now, he had to eliminate reflection, he couldn't bare seeing Cody. With tears streaming down his face Zack walked out into the lounge room of the suite and saw his reflection in the glasses on the mini bar and with one fell swoop he threw them all off and sent them shattering on the floor. Zack smashed the bottles too, and a small mirror behind the bar, anything he could see himself in, he was in a desperate rage, a desperate panic. He walked into the bedroom, now dripping blood and threw a glass vase at the mirror in there. Anything Zack could smash with a reflection he did, in his mind it was an imperative that he do so. Returning to the bathroom still in a rage Zack saw the glass door around the shower, and instead of seeing a broken, bloodied and depressed man in the glass, all he saw was a smiling Cody, enjoying life, enjoying a life he could have shared with Zack at his side. With all his might Zack ran at the glass screaming "Why did you have to leave me!" this was the deathly blow for Zack, his body went right through the glass with shards slashing him and imbedding in his body, he still didn't feel the pain, still didn't notice the blood.
Carey, however, in the next room, did hear that last crash, and the thud of Zack falling into the shower. Suspecting she may have needed to get into Zack's room she had been sure to get a key to his room and she quickly rushed over and as she opened the door she was taken into complete and total shock. Glass was everywhere, everything was smashed, but most shocking was the blood, there was a trail of blood across the lounge room, and into the bed room, and mostly into the bathroom. It was in the bathroom she found him, barely alive, bleeding massively into the bathtub, glass embedded in him with other wounds all around.
"OH GOD ZACK, PLEASE ZACK. HELP HELP ME HELP" She screamed as loud as she could, running to Zack, grabbing towels anything she could to stop the bleeding, there was so much blood.
"Zack please, talk to me" She begged her son who lay going whiter by the second as she lost more and more blood.
"What's going on?" a maid asked as she rushed into room after hearing Carey's calls
"Call 911" Carey said "now, quickly" she yelled and the maid rushed to the nearest phone.
"I could see him everywhere mom, everywhere, in my reflection" Zack said weakly as Carey desperately tried to stop the bleeding.
"Paramedics are on their way, I'll get more help" the Maid called before leaving the room. Shortly after more people arrived and they got Zack out of the tub, he was barely conscious and close to death. Towels were wrapped all around him desperately trying to stop the bleeding. It seemed like it took an age for the paramedics to finally arrive, grabbing the barely alive Zack and desperately trying to bandage his wounds and transfuse blood into him. At this point, Zack's life was on a knifes edge.
Well there we go; I'm back, and some extreme drama! I've been thinking of that precise Zack going mad scenario for about 2 months now so I hope you liked it, I hope this chapter was worth the wait now that I'm back from my lovely tropical holiday. So yeah, please, as always, tell me what you think.