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Cael shook his head.



"You need me more, and things will either work out, or they won't in there. I can help here."

Alyson smiled sadly.



" how? by reminding me i'd liekly have out lived even the child, so it doesn't matter?"



She asked, heart break way too clear.

Cael let a deep breath move through him before replying.



"It's not fair to ask me to apologize for being what I am. I would never ask you to regret what you are."

Alyson shook her head.



" I do not want one."



she replied faintly.



" I hate what i am though, so if you want an apology, by all means you deserve one."

"You don't even know what you are."

" an abomination. A easy tool to be used."

"No."



Cael shook his head a little but didn't expound beyond that.

Alyson sighed, wiping her tears away.



" I think I will leave you here with him."



Even as she left the hospital, little Ben flatlined, and Cael was needed to make medical decisions concerning his son, since the mother couldn't be reached.

Cael had to make the decisions, but that didn't mean that he was all put together about it. For now, this man was alone.



Mason had even left the hospital. He just needed to get out of there for a while.

Alyson had gone back home, because she had nowhere else to go. she merely snuggled into her bedding and sobbed her heart out, wishing she understood why she had to lose everything.

Mason was currently burning a coffee filter. Why couldn't he figure out this stupid new machine?

Alyso only came downstairs when she could hear him shouting curse words, helping him put her kitchen fire out, then brewing some coffee for him in the spare coffee maker before she left back towards upstairs... after she broke the phones in the house.

"What are you doing?"

"I don't want calls... or you telling him that i don't want calls.."



She reasoned, eyes welling with more tears that would resuming their downpour.

Mason stared at her.



"Are you serious?"

" I can't... he's wanting more of me then i can be. Our son is dying, or dead, and he will be soon too."



And with that she would be unable to talk and sobbing in her bed again soon enough.

"You should have just told him to leave, then."

Alyson shook her head, looking up from her pillows.



" I can't, Mason. I love him just as I love you."

"You can't have him here, but you can't have him away? What's left then?"

" I am facing them both dying, and he's angry at me for being unhappy at this."



she replied softly.



" i guess i just need to not have him..."



She wanted him, direly bad... her depression was amplifying so badly that she had reached over and opened a picture frame, breaking the glass pane. She hadn't moved further at the moment, but...

Mason caught her.



"Stop breaking things! Kick him to the curb if you want to, but... Don't do this."

" I can't let anyone down if i'm dead."



she replied gently, looking over Mason.

"You haven't!"



Mason shook his head.

"I have done nothing but let Cael down, selfish self centered, i believe is what he was screaming at me to get me to go with him."

"Cael just gets moody sometimes. You know that."

" ... i let him down."

"No. He got upset and took it out on you."

" he was right."



She offered back, looking over her wrists.

"No, he wasn't."

Alyson looked over Mason.



" How is she doing?"

"She's doing just fine. Perfectly healthy."

Alyson nodded.



" I am so happy for you."



She offered, sincere even if she was this far down.

"And you. She is your daughter too."

" I am in the process of losing a son."



she replied gently, looking over her hands. the decision was hard to know when it happened but it wasn't her wrist that she caught but a vein along her neck. she'd be unconscious in moment.s

Mason looked at her for a long moment as he caught her.



"You want so badly to leave..."



He pressed a hand to her neck for a long moment before letting it drop away, slowly lowering her to the ground.



"This time, you really did let someone down. Forever."



Mason squeezed her hand for a moment before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a cell phone. He would never be able to recall exactly what he said to the emergency operator. Some part of it was just simply so that he wouldn't be accused of murder. Most of him wasn't even there anymore. He had saved her life over and over and over... There was nothing he could do now.

Alyson would feel her eyes slowly roll open as she looked about she was over come with the cold. then she noticed something else. The space. she barely had enough room for her body. Where was she? What was going on? She was in the hospital morgue awaiting the autopsy to confirm suicide rather then murder.



Alyson shifted about, unaware of where she was until she managed to rock herself from the little cubical. Alyson scared the crap out of the security guard, and even more so out of the lady working not too far away.



Alyson frowned, catching herself crossing her arms over herself as she held the sheet close over her body.



" Um... may i have a phone please?"



She asked softly. The ironic thing being she was only ten floors down from her two children. As she was given the phone, she paused, shaking some. slowly she would start to dial.



" Cael... I think I just defied death... call me, please."



She left that message simple as she would take the clothing offered from the guard a few moments later, batting away the woman who was trying to check Alyson over. The woman would walk out, staff liking it or not.



She would walk to her house to find Mason gone. She would pay the cab to take her back to the hospital. she was thankful to find Mason there, even if Cael and her son were gone. Flown to another hospital for the much needed surgery on the little one's lungs.



Alyson was sobbing as she climbed right into Mason's sleeping lap. She knew he likely didn't want her, but she needed somewhere to cry. She had just come back from being dead. Her heart was so torn.



" Did he die?"



She asked, unaware the boy was in the middle of surgery as they spoke.

Mason looked up at her, and he could only stare for a long moment. It took him a little bit to process what was going on, but then he just sort of numbly shook his head.



"Cael opted for surgery."



That man would not be calling her back until after the process was through. He was in the operating room right now.

Alyson looked at him, eyes filling with tears.



" I love you.. I am sorry... I don't know what I'm doing or how to handle things..."

"Suicide was probably not the best choice."



Mason's eyes had turned back to the baby he was holding.

Alyson looked over the baby, kissing the small one's forehead



" I still have her, even if I lose him..."



She looked up at Mason, snuggling him.



" I still have you."