Ghost

Lose You

AN: So this is part 2 of the heartbreaking chapters. This one is going to be difficult for different reasons than the previous chapter. Because I want to showcase the emotional connection, I may or may not have pulled a Juke in episode 9 of Season 1 on you guys. Enjoy!

TW: Depression, mental breakdown

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Despite the fact that Ghost came back to them, keeping their family intact, things weren't sunshine and rainbows. It had been a week since the rollercoaster that was Ghost almost leaving, but Madison was still distraught. She didn't want to leave Ghost and almost always had him either at her side or in her arms. And she did the same with Charlie.

The Canadian didn't understand it. He knew that it would take time to get over what happened, but it was like she was getting worse instead of better. He didn't really want to poke the bear so to say, though. Having her so close did help him. The feeling of guilt and failure wasn't as soul crushing that way. But that didn't excuse the situation they were currently in.

"Mads, I can't do this with you latched onto me like that," he groaned as he had his hands at the button of his pants, facing the toilet.

Madison shook her head against the middle of his shoulder blades. "No. I don't want to leave." She had her arms securely around his waist like a vice. Normally he'd love it but he could barely move to take the piss that he desperately needed. Unless there was something he didn't know about Madison, he'd rather not pee all over himself to appease the young woman.

Charlie sighed and looked over to Ghost who was sitting and watching the two of them. "Ghost, a little help here. Can you get your Mommy to let me go for like two minutes?" Ghost barked and forced his way between them to try to push Madison off. Instead of achieving his goal, Ghost just ended up stuck between them in a weird human-dog-human sandwich. Ghost whimpered. "Great. Now I really can't move."

To Charlie's relief, Madison released her hold on him and grabbed Ghost. She set the terrier to the side who happily flopped onto his side on the bathroom floor now that he was free. Charlie's celebration was too quick as Madison was back with her arms around him the next second. "Just go. I'm not watching."

Charlie fumbled with his pants, his hands shaking as he contemplated if he should bite the bullet and pee or not. "I don't know. I mean my....Mads, your dad will have my head if he knew about this."

"We are wasting more time going back and forth instead of you going. Do it fast and it will be over with." Charlie cursed in French under his breath and shoved his boxer briefs down so he could relieve himself. He tried not to think about the idea of Madison spotting him bare. He didn't want this to be how she saw him in that state. Mortifying didn't even cover it.

He sighed once he was done. "That's better. Remind me to not play What are the Odds with Owen regarding drinking. I think I drank my body weight in water." He fixed his pants back to their original position and shuffled over to the sink with Madison attached to him.

"At least your insides are clean," Madison replied with her head still snuggled into his back. He was wearing a basic sleeveless shirt so there was no doubt Madison could feel every twitch of his muscles especially when she tightened her grip on his shirt.

He washed his hands with Ghost watching the whole time. "Don't even boy. You cannot take a bath in here." Ghost grumbled. "Sorry. It's either the bathtub or the groomer for you. So I have to do my scenes. You are going to be watching from my seat, right?"

Madison nodded putting her head on his shoulder. "Of course. Ghost and I will be there the whole time."

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