Without A Trace

Fifty-One.

Its been a week since the accident. Lewis and I have been in the hospital and haven't woken up yet and Robin is dead. The rest of the family have barely seen Anna or Thomas because they either have been at the hospital with us or if at home they hardly come out of their rooms or in Thomas's case his office. Tensions being high at home are a complete understatement. Thomas has been working with everyone tirelessly to figure out who set up the explosion at the pub.

At the hospital John stands outside of the door clenching his jaw, listening to the screaming match going on inside. The nurses glance up at John from the nurse station as he stands there glancing back at them and then to the floor at the chaos unfolding in the room behind him.

"Because of you and your families fuckin carelesness my fuckin husband and best friend are dangling for their life back Thomas. So take a good fuckin look at them because I swear to you after my husband wakes up I will be taking him and we will be leaving this fuckin family," she says as tears roll down her face.

Thomas sits there silently, letting Anna take out her pain. "Look at your fuckin wife. LOOK AT HER," Anna screams to him. Thomas clenches his jaw holding back tears as he glances over to his wifes lifeless body before meeting her eyes again. "You did that to her and I hope that haunts you for the rest of your miserable fuckin life. You are a wretched man Thomas," Anna says as her voice cracks. Tears flow down her face as she leaves the room hastily.

Once Thomas hears the dooor click closed behind him he sits there silently as he lets the tears form in his eyes. Shuffling with his hands he studies my face before looking over at Lewis and doing the same with his.

He reaches for my hand and holds it in his, but the cold touch is not comforting, "I have everyone working to find out who caused the explosion. Because I know Robin wouldn't kill himself to kill you. Hes too much of a coward for that," he says as his voice cracks. "I just need you at Lewis to hold on a little longer for me. But I really wish you would wake up my love," He says as a tear falls down his cheek. "I know we fight a lot, but I will not live in this world without you in it. You are the breath that I breathe Cora. So please, just hold on for me. I know I'm a hard man to love, but nobody's ever loved me like you do. Pentru totdeauna si o zi iubirea mea, (Forever and a day my love)." He says bringing my hand to his lips and placing a kiss on it. He gets up and leaves the room, meeting John and Johnny Dogs outside the room.

"You two go on back home eh? I got this under wraps here," Johnny says before giving Tommys shoulder a sympathetic squeeze.

Thomas thanks him before leaving hesitantly with John. The long white hospital hallways and tile floors are becoming an unsettling familiarity to him.

"Aurthurs waiting for us at the Pub. I know you're probably going to want a drink after all of that eh?" He says after a few moments, breaking the silence.

Thomas doesn't respond and keeps walking down the cobblestone road. The rocks crunch under his quick steps as he lights a cigarette and takes a long drag off it.

John narrows his eyes at Thomas's neckline at the shimmering chain, "What are you wearing?"

Thomas glances over at his brother and then back down the road, "Coras wedding ring on a chain. Her fingers were so swollen from the accident they had to cut it off her. I'm sure you've seen Anna wearing Lewis's, same reason."

Back at the pub Thomas leans against the bar counter as Aurthur walks over to him and hands him a drink, "Michael is going to relieve Johnny at the hospital later and watch tonight. Ivy's been at the office all fuckin day looking for anything that we haven't seen...we're all trying Tom."

"We're not trying hard enough apparently," Thomas says coldly as he takes a drink out of his glass,  "When I find who did this to my wife and my brother I will make their death just as agonizing as the pain this fuckin family is feeling right now."