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mmmm.." mare groans as she starts to wake up. she semi opened her eyes, her eye sight blurry but it was still clear enough to see her family sat around her. helen, drew, siobhan and frank. they were all chatting to eachother quietly waiting for her to wake up. she had a cast on her arm from where she had gotten shot in the wrist yesterday by wayne potts, who had kidnapped katie bailey and that other girl.
"m-mom?"
"hey, look who's awake! you scared the crap outta me!" helen sniffles.
"see I told you gran would be alright," frank says to drew.
"hi gran," Drew's tiny voice speaks
"go back to sleep, honey, okay?" helen smiles sadly at her.
"colin... is he.. okay?" mare asks, her voice mixed with tiredness and anxiety.
"hes still unconscious mare."
"it's all my fault," she whimpers
siobhan shushes her. "no it's not mom. go back to sleep."
the 45 year old woman's eyes closed, falling back to sleep for a couple more hours.
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mare stared at her food not feeling hungry at all. she felt so guilty for making colin go with her to check out the blue vans, not knowing what would happen at the 2nd house...
she wanted to go see how colin was doing so badly, see what she had done. she slowly climbs out of bed and walks to where her colleague was. they had shared a kiss on the seafront so were they more than colleagues? of course not, he hated her for what happened to him, well that's what she thought.
she eventually gets to his bedside and her eyes immediately started to well up. he had gotten shot in the head so he had bandages wrapped all around it. would he remember her when he woke up?
"fuck.." she curses herself. "what have I done to you?" she sniffles, tears immediately streaming down her cheeks. she puts her hand on top of his veiny one half praying that he would wake up and also half praying that he wouldn't. she didn't him to wake up and forget who she was or hate her.
Colin's fingers twitch a little bit which catches her attention. he then grunts and moves his head slightly. she waits to see if he opens his eyes which he does eventually.
"colin?" she asks him in a small voice.
"hmmm.." his eyes look to her and he had a distant look in his eyes. "mare..?"
"hi.." her voice breaks.
"where.. where am I?"
"you're in the hospital." she sniffles. "you got shot in the head.."
"I remember.."
"I'm so sorry colin it's all my fault that you're in here. I shouldn't have brought you with me.."
"why?"
"because then you'd be at home with your mom, unharmed."
"no I wouldn't.. I'd be here visiting you in hospital." he semi smiles at her.
mare sniffles, wiping away her tears.
"we found them, mare. both of them. together. teamwork makes the dream work, the chef and the sous-chef," he repeated what he said when he first started working with her.
the woman couldn't help but let out a small, tearful laugh at what he said. "even when you have a hole in your head you're still able to make me laugh."
he smiles ear to ear. "good because I'm not having you, mare sheehan, blaming yourself for what happened to both of us. come here.." he holds out his hand for her to come closer.
colin leaned up and pressed his lips to hers softly to which mare reciprocates. they stay there for a few moments before she pulls away and gently rests her forehead against his, closing her eyes.
"I'm so glad you're here..." she whispers content.
"I'm glad I'm here, too." he kisses her again and dot dot dot.