She was about to say something before she shook her head, her hand going to her mouth. "I am going to be sick." She muttered out before she spun around to the bathroom attached to the room, dropping down on the tiled floor once again and losing...well nothing, her stomachs contents had long since been emptied so it was yucky stuff really. She absently noted how bad it tasted through her tears before she just reached up, patting around to find the faucet and turning on the water, running her hand over it and bringing her hand to her face, her hands shaking as she fought the sobs that were inside her throat, tearing it apart. This wasn't just an emotional pain, it was physical, her family was falling apart in front of her and she couldn't do a damn thing to stop it. She was supposed to be the strong one, damnit, the one who held everything together and kept everyone else going and she just couldn't stop crying. -- RD Future: County Hospital

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Date Posted: Mon, Feb 13 2006, 11:15pm PST
Author: Kate
Subject: She was about to say something before she shook her head, her hand going to her mouth. "I am going to be sick." She muttered out before she spun around to the bathroom attached to the room, dropping down on the tiled floor once again and losing...well nothing, her stomachs contents had long since been emptied so it was yucky stuff really. She absently noted how bad it tasted through her tears before she just reached up, patting around to find the faucet and turning on the water, running her hand over it and bringing her hand to her face, her hands shaking as she fought the sobs that were inside her throat, tearing it apart. This wasn't just an emotional pain, it was physical, her family was falling apart in front of her and she couldn't do a damn thing to stop it. She was supposed to be the strong one, damnit, the one who held everything together and kept everyone else going and she just couldn't stop crying.
In reply to: Kate 's message, "We're making up " on Sun, Feb 12 2006, 10:35pm PST

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(He watched the woman run out of the room and registered the fact that her words had elevated her husband's pulse, showing he was near free of the sedatives effects. He sighed and followed her out into the hall, getting one of the nurses to take her a glass of water with electrolyts in it to calm her stomach and to show her back to the room her husband was in while he went to check in on her son. It would only be another ten minutes before Quin was able to blink groggily at the door opposite him, his throat was dry and he was feeling really disoriented and confused,, but for the first time in a long time his head felt clear. He kept opening and closing his hand on his thigh as he tried to figure out what had happened and why he was in this room when it all started to come back to him.. the fight, the accident, Kate and Karlie and his anger.. ) (NT) -- Doctor, Mon, Feb 13 2006, 11:34pm PST