Rachel
Safe now, home soon...all be better when I got home...I was mumbling under my breath
as I tried to calm the panic I was feeling. "Kat...n Miranda....gotta keep'er
safe...can't, not strong...gotta let Patrick...oh Patrick." I moaned as I buried my
head in Nick's chest, "came back...came back....like before...god save me...can't go
on....make it stop, make it stop...home soon, there ther little one, home soon."
Alex
I frowned as I pulled the car to the front of Rachel's house, looking at Nick in
horror, this was terrible. I wondered if after all she had been through her mind had
finally crumbled...I couldn't help but remember what she'd told me about her trip to
the psychiatric hospital...maybe she was in need of help that we weren't equipped to
give her. As soon as I was able I'd call Derek for advice, but until then quietening
her down seemed to be key.
--Nick--
Why did leaving the house seem like a very bad idea right at this moment? He heard
bits and pieces of what she was muttering but it didnt make any kind of sence to him.
He looked up and saw the look on Alex's face. She was horrified and well he was
getting to that point too. "Rach..." Nick said looking back down at her. "we're
here..."
