I'll Fight Hell to Hold You

Eric's P.O.V.

I walked into the hospital room and was shocked to see how pale Tommy was. His unruly mess of blonde hair was tangled and he was unshaven and in dire need of comfort and care. "Tom, I don't know what's really going on but damn! Whatever it is it's kicking your ass good. You look like complete and utter shit."

Tommy just looked at me and blinked his hazel eyes. I could tell he was fighting demons but it looked more like they were in control.

I sat down after practically making Tommy drink an entire bottle of water. "While we figure out what you need, I want you to take a shower and shave. On second thought, I'll shave you. Can you at least shower without help?" 

A nod indicated he wouldn't need me in there but I thought it best I at least stand inside the bathroom.

After managing to get his things together, Tommy headed to the bathroom. I purposely hid the razors and blades until he was done. Without a word, I combed out his wet hair and went to turn on the dryer. Tom's hair was thick and took awhile to dry. An hour later I was able to shave him. I had to keep him from trying to grab the razor from me. "NO!" I said firmly. 

Tommy dug his nails into my arm and drew blood. I grimaced but stood my ground. Finally I was done and purposely walked down the hall to dispose of the razor and blades.

Going back into the room I stared in horror as I walked in on Tommy trying to cut his wrists with a piece of glass he had found. "What in the holy hell!?" I yelled loud enough to bring a nurse running. 

She and I got the glass away from him. I didn't want to hurt him being pregnant and all but it scared me to death. After physically getting him into bed, I held his wrists down as the nurse restrained him by tying them to the bed frame. As the sedative kicked in, I had to make the hardest call I had ever done in my life. I had to tell Paul his husband had snapped and was now restrained and mute.

My hand shook as I held the phone. I could hear Paul burst into tears on the other end as Gene told him. I was now in tears as well as Paul and Gene were. My next calls were to Bruce and Pat.

Doc was also notified.

That was the worst day of my life.