RESCUE - Part 2

Chapter 8 - lincoln...

Mouse had managed to make his way up to bed, I didn't care how, I was having a word when he woke up, I went downstairs, and made myself a cup of coffee, my iPad was on a page about breast correction for summer when she walked through the door "hey sweetie!! Hey I've found a few things that we could read and then-" "mum can I have a word?" She came next to me "yeah sure what's wrong?" She took a breath "Mum....I've decided that, instead if having an operation, I'm going to put the money I have with the money from a bank loan I've got and open up my own cocktail place...I've been doing all my business plans, and I've managed to sort everything but I was wondering if you'd be my business partner? It'd be 50-50 ownership" "okay imma stop you right there....I want 1% ownership, this is your baby and hey! I'll even work for you for free, until you get off your feet!" "Thanks mum" I rubbed her arms and stepped back "What about the operation, I can pay for that..." She looked down at her chest and smiled "y'know what mum, Tom, he makes me feel like I'm normal, and I don't know if I want the stress of all the pain and crap, he makes me feel normal and I think that, I'm happy the way I am, but thank you so much for the offer!" "I'm so proud of you" I kissed her forehead as she caught sight of the letter in my hand "what's that?" "Oh its an invite to go on a TV show...piers Morgan?" "Oh he's an arse!" She said almost instantly "oh?" She typed into YouTube and all these videos of different celebrities being interviewed by him popped up "and he's made all of those cry?!" She nodded "right! I'm having him, I'll go on his damn show" "when's it filming?" I looked at the invite "next week, but he's flying over here as an Australian special if k agree" "do it! If anyone can put him in his place, you can!" She high fived me before walking into the living room with her iPad looking at different designs for bars.

Mouse came down the stairs shortly after, looking like a mess, I handed him a cup of coffee and pushed him to the side "my god I ache!" "I'm not surprised the amount of times I kicked you last night!" He looked at me "you're pissed" "what gave you that idea?" I asked him sarcastically "you never admit to kicking me..." "Mouse you've been drinking..a LOT lately-" "hardly!" He interrupted defensively "Mouse! there's been empty whiskey bottles every week, when we go out, you get paralytic!!! is something brothering you?" His eyes suddenly filled with tears "oh god what is it?" I out my cup down and held his hand "a few weeks ago, There was a girl, around your age and summers age, and we lost them, we just didn't get to them in time, and it didn't make sense, we saw them, we paddled out and they just, it was like they'd dissapeared!" Tears rolled down his cheeks "and i had a nightmare, a recurring nightmare, that it was you drowning, and I can see your face, so clearly, but I can't reach your hand and I wake up in tears, it feels so real and every time I have this dream, it's slightly different, but still as heartbreaking, and sometimes when I wake up, I'll just sit there watching you sleeping, listening to you breathing, just to tell myself it was just a dream..." I hugged him tightly "I'm so sorry, I don't mean to drink so much but it's the only thing that seems to get it out of my head, its the only way that, I don't have that nightmare" "hey, it's okay, I'm here I'm not going anywhere" he hugged me extra tightly before wiping his eyes "now, go and help summer with her business" I pulled back and wiped my eyes "business?" "Go ask her about it" I smiled at him as he moved into the living room.

I'd managed to calm myself down when Flynn came into the room "hey babe" "mum...." "Yo!?" "I want to see Lincoln" my heart sank as I closed the fridge door and spun around to look at my boy "please" he finished "okay....when?" "Today if possible" I took a breath "Erm...okay, well I still have his number I think...I'll Erm text him" "thanks" he smiled softly at me and went back upstairs, I grabbed my phone and text Lincoln, not really knowing what to put I rambled on a bit but Sent it all the same "you okay?" "You busy today?" I looked at mouse "no?" "Good....Flynn wants to see Lincoln" his eyes widened "I'm not stopping him" just as I went to hug mouse my phone buzzed, his reply, three words...*yes...park...one* I shouted up to Flynn who came down fully dressed "best get going then..." I looked at mouse nervously as we grabbed our car keys and got in the car.

We were slightly early, "I'm going to grab some coffee what does everyone want?" "We'll come" mouse rubbed flynn's head as we walked in "gingerbread latte squirty cream and a chocolate biscuit, black coffee and a white coffee please" I ordered it quickly as I fumbled for my purse "Nervous?" Mouse smiled into my cheek "what gave it away?" "The full Monty gingerbread latte" he smiled as he took his cup, we made our way out the store and made our way to the park where a man, sat on the park bench, my blood ran cold, my heart sank and my stomach felt sick "I don't even know what he looks like mum" "lincoln" I said quite harshly as the man stood up quickly, he looked exactly the same, the same god damned beanie on his head, his hair slightly longer and a few more wrinkles "Charlie!" He went to hug me "look. We are never going to be friends okay, we are here for Flynn" "I know but how are you?" "I'm fine thankyou" he chuckled slightly "still drinking gingerbread lattes I see" "Lincoln we could stand here all day and talk awkwardly about wha it still drink and your feelings but we are not here for me, we are here for Flynn, so meet your son" I looked at him as Flynn stepped from behind me "hey Lincoln" Flynn said softly, nervously "hey kiddo" he went to hug him but Flynn held out his hand "strong handshake, certainly got that from your mother" he looked my way...

We had left Flynn to it, about an hour later, they said their goodbyes and Flynn came over to us, I wasn't going to press him into giving any answers, it wasn't until we pulled up outside when he leant forward "I'm glad he is not my dad, he may be biologically, but he's nothing like you dad" mouse took a breath as he pulled him into a hug, my eyes brimmed with tears "Flynn...what did you talk about?" "We Erm, I asked him why he was an arse to you, mainly, and why he did the things he did...he's married again, and has a kid on the way" "what did he say?" "He said he was sorry...sorry he made your life a hell" I nodded at Flynn who got out the car, we soon followed him in, and I got straight to cooking our tea.

That night I laid wide awake, it was about 3 in the morning, and instead of laying there I decided to watch some of this piers Morgan guy, planning my ways I was going to own his ass when mouse suddenly shot up in bed holding his head, I pulled out my headphones and wrapped my arms around him "hey...bad dream again?" He nodded as I turned the bedside lamp on, his face wet with tears, I could feel his heartbeat beating through his chest so fast, "I'm here....don't worry..." He took my hand and kissed it "sorry for waking you" "you didn't..." I gave him a tissue "what are you doing?" He motioned to my iPad, I filled him in, and until the sun beamed through the blinds we were watching his shows, drifting in and out of sleep every now and again but I had my arms wrapped around mouse firmly the whole time.