Warren

I can't believe Kirsty would do this to us. I'd questioned everything in the last couple of days after finding her there on the bathroom floor surrounded by my tablets. I hadn't left our bedroom since I'd dragged Nita away from the hospital. I knew she was desperate to see her mum but I didn't care. She was going to leave us both so why did she deserve us to do and see her? She didn't. Every time I told Nita no though and I saw the look on her face I soften to the idea. I felt myself doing it even though I didn't want to.

I knew that the next time she came and asked me if we could go and see her I wouldn't be able to say no. I wanted to see her but part of me hated her for what she did. Then there was a small knock on the door I didn't answer knowing that my mother would never knock like that leaving only one person who it could be, Nita.

She opened the door slowly, stepped through then closed it behind her.

"Dad." I didn't move to acknowledge her knowing that she would come right out and ask me what she wanted. Then it came.

"I want to go and see mum." She said in a small voice afraid of what answer I would give.

"I know; I want to see her too." I surprised her by admitting what I wanted.

"Then let's go." She said cautiously and I sat up to look at her. She looked scared and my heart broke how could we have done this to our daughter we always vowed to protect her from all of this. That's when I knew I defiantly couldn't deprive my little girl of seeing her mother if she wanted to so I nodded in agreement. I was her question my nod before realising not to question it.

"Ok." She said before she turned and ran off to get her shoes and coat.

We were out the house and down the road before my mom even knew we intended to go out. We had another silent journey in the car and all I could think about was how we used to be. Nita and I would always be chatting, about anything and everything. Now though everything was different. The only reason she was sitting by me was because I was taking her to see her mum other wise she wouldn't want to be anywhere near me.

I pulled into a hospital parking space and Nita got out the car. She didn't wait; instead she started walking towards the entrance. She didn't look back to see if I was following her and I just watched her walk away from me, something she'd have done already with Kirsty if she hadn't turned mute.

I caught up with Nita out side the Psych ward. She was waiting to be let in. She looked nervous. A young nurse opened the door and led us inside. We followed and she led us through to Kirsty.

I told Nita to wait outside for a minuet or two. I knew she wouldn't be happy with it and the expression on her face told me I'd thought correctly but I didn't want her getting more hurt than she already was, so I needed her to stand outside while I was Kirsty first. I pushed the door open and stood hovering in the doorway unsure of how she was going to react to my presents. She looked so thin and fragile sat in that armchair and I wondered if she was even going to look up to see who had entered the room.

I waited for half a minute and she didn't. I sighed loudly. I didn't want Nita seeing her mother like this, but what could I do? As I was thinking about Nita I closed the door behind me and stepped further into the room. It was quiet light with the afternoon sun streaming through the window. I stopped a pace or two from Kirsty.

"Kirsty." I spoke softly. I saw something change in her eyes although she didn't turn to look at me. I knelt in front of her taking her hands in mine.

"I know you can hear me. I need you to talk to me, I can't lose you and neither can Nita; you have to talk to her at least she's outside waiting for you." She looked into my eyes as I spoke and I felt like I had my old Kirsty back.

"Kathy." She whispered. I barely hear her.

"She's not here." I said confusion filling me. Kirsty visibly relaxed.

"You want to see me? Nita wants to see me?" I could see the joy in her eyes. I cupped her face with my hands, stroking my thumb across her soft cheek. This was probably the softest moment we'd ever had together.

"Of course we want to see you." I said slightly confused by the whole conversation.

"It wasn't me." She suddenly burst out. She stopped, looking at me to see my reaction. I just looked at her even more confused.

"I promise it wasn't me. I didn't try, I promise." I knew exactly what she was talking about now but it just created more questions than answers.

"Who then?" I asked unsure whether I believed her or not. She didn't answer straight away staring into her lap, making me question the truth in what she was saying even more.

"Kathy." She finally whispered.

So the part of the truth is out. What's Warren going to do now? Sorry this has taken so long, I started two new fics with out thinking about not having time to write them all. I love it when you review