Sometimes Love Isn't Enough

Casual Affair

**Time Skip to later that night**

**Brendons POV**

The pain in my head is starting to subside as I try to remember where I am. Shit, I'm in hospital. I can smell the aroma of disinfectant and antiseptic. This is new, I haven't smelled this before. Am I waking up. I can hear a voice it sounds like a phone conversation as I can only hear one voice. It sounds like Pete. I hear him hang up and let out a big sigh. I want to let him know I can hear him, but I still can't seem to be able to move or open my eyes.

**Petes POV**

Brendon's has had his ventilator removed as he was showing signs of fighting against it. Dr. Merrik states this is a good sign. He's now breathing on his own, and it's another step towards him waking up. I am so relieved. It will be a nice surprise for Carlyn when she comes back in the morning. I do need to speak to Brendon. though but it can wait until the Doc has finished all her checks.

"Hey dude, I really hope you can hear me cos I really need to speak to you.  Look, I don't know how to say this, so I'm just gonna say it.  When I was in the office earlier, I went through the security feeds for the rehearsal venue from the night of your accident. What the hell were you thinking, Brendon? You had been drinking and were pretty wasted. What the fuck possessed you to get up on the platform? What the hell were you trying to do?  And another thing. How long have you been fucking Elise? You obviously forgot about the security cameras. They caught everything, and I mean everything.  I can't believe you've been so fuckin stupid man. You do know this will come out. Carlyn will go utter apeshit when she finds out. You have a baby on the way and you just fucked up big time".

Carlyn had told me about their fight that night. I can't believe he would risk everything again. I really thought he had learned his lesson 7 years ago. Carlyn forgave him eventually, but man, she made him work for it. Elise should have  known better as well. I mean, you do not shit in your own backyard! She's been Panics wardrobe coordinator for long enough to know what Carlyn will do when she finds out. Christ, she's been witness to plenty of their arguments in the past. We all have.

**Brendons POV**

What the fuck Pete??? I might not remember much but I'm pretty certain I didn't cheat on Carlyn. I would definitely remember something like that. Sure, Elise has always had a thing for me. Yeah, shes kinda cute and we have flirted back and forth but fuck her? I don't think so.

I can vaguely remember Carlyn and I shouting at each other, we were obviously fighting. I think I stormed out of the house. I needed some space and time to myself to think about the changes that were happening and the planning for the tour.

I'm now in the rehearsal area. Why does my mind keep jumping around? I had grabbed a few beers from the kitchen and sat at the piano. I remember playing I Can't Make You love Me on the Piano and Elise coming through from the back clapping. I honestly thought I was alone. We had a few drinks together,  smoked a little weed. I told her about Carlyn and I  fighting.............

OH SHIT!!!!  FUCK!!   SHIT!!

We ended up kissing, and one thing led to another. I did fuck her. Carlyn is gonna kill me!!! I climbed onto the piano platform to show Elise how it would look on tour that's when I missed my footing and fell. How could I have been so stupid, again!!  I swore to carlyn that I would never stray again.

Oh lord, I know I have a cheek to ask, but if you can hear me, please let me sleep for a little while longer. I don't think I'm ready to face the wrath Carlyn or Pete.

**Petes POV**

I think I must be overtired. I swear I just saw Brendon flinch. Did he hear what I was saying to him? I keep staring at him, looking for a sign. I'm watching to see if anything happens, but there's nothing.

**Time Skip - next morning**

**Patrick's POV**

I've just arrived in Brendons' room. Pete is passed out in a chair, and he looks very uncomfortable. Brendon's still not awake, but it's great to see him off the ventilator. Finally, things are starting to look up. Hopefully, it won't be long until he wakes up. Then, we will know if there is any permanent damage to his brain. "PETE," I whisper shout. "PETE man, wake up. go home, get some proper rest, and see Meagan and the kids. Carlyn is on her way in. "Brendon's parents arrived unannounced this morning. They are coming in later."  Just as Pete gets ready to leave, Brendon starts to twitch. Dr. Merrik has just come in for her morning review. I tell fer about Brendons twitching, and she advises that this is caused by muscles contracting
Involuntarily and that it's perfectly normal in patients with a traumatic brain injury. Not long after Pete has left, Carlyn arrives. She is shocked but happy that Brendon is off his ventilator. "Patrick, when did Bren get his vent out?"
"Pete said they took him off it in the early hours of this morning. He was starting to fight against it."

**Carlyns POV**

I can't believe Bren is off the ventilator. "Hey Patrick?"
"Yeah?"
"You know how Grace and Boyd are coming up to see Bren.  Did I do the right thing telling them?" I ask.
"Yeah, i think you did. If it was me , regardless of the situation, I would want to know. "

"Bren, it's Carly. Your parents are here. I wanted them to have a chance to see you, you know, just in case.........I hope you won't be mad at me."  Just then the baby starts to kick, so I take his hand and place it on my bump. "Can you feel that, Bren? The baby is very active this morning. I think they might take after their daddy."

**Brendons POV**

Did Carlyn say my parents are here? Am I dying? It's not like we've been close. I mean, they practically disowned me when I was 17, and then when we got married at 18, it was the final nail in the coffin .

Carlyn's hand is so soft and warm. I can feel, almost like a fluttering and some pressure against my hand. It's like something is moving slightly. It's the baby. Our baby, I'm going to be a dad. God, we had given up hope of being parents. I have missed the feeling of them moving around. Carly would always place my hands on her bump to let me feel them. I would sing to the baby as well. Carly always said that they would calm down when I was singing. I need to get back to them. I need to get out of this hell I am in.