Bittersweet

Chapter Seventeen

Bittersweet Chapter Seventeen

Zac ran a hand through his hair which by now was greasy. It had been four days since Andrea had shot Liz and Sara. Four days and Liz was still in a coma while Sara had died. Sara's injuries had just been too much and she hadn't survived surgery. Zac was sad that Sara was gone because that left two boys without a mom and it also affected Isaac and Taylor but he was also glad in a way. Glad that his wife was still alive. Glad that their baby had also been okay.

Hearing the door open he looked up seeing his mother come in, wearing a black dress. The funeral for Sara must have just ended. "How was it?" he asked her watching as she sat down in a chair on the other side of the bed.

Diana frowned shaking her head, "Sad. Oliver and Eli were so hysterical," she sighed as she thought of her two grandsons. "Isaac wasn't much better. I think he blames himself right now. If he wasn't with Nikki then maybe Sara would still be alive."

Zac frowned at his mom's words, "It's not Isaac's fault," he spoke knowing full well that Andrea was just crazy. Hell after shooting Sara she had shot herself. Shot herself dead. A sight that Jude had to see before he called 911 like Liz had taught him to do in emergencies. He was only five and he had seen too much though he seemed to be doing well, minus he kept asking when his mommy was coming back home.

"That's true but Isaac isn't going to believe that. Not yet anyway," Diana shook her head as she looked down at Liz. "How are you holding up Zac?" she asked knowing he had been here ever since his plane had landed. "You look like you need a shower. Maybe you should go for awhile. Shower and rest."

Zac shook his head no at his mom's words, "I can't go," he told her. He was afraid that if he left Liz would be gone when he came back. That she would die on him and leave him like Sara had left Isaac. "I..I wanna be here with Liz in case she wakes up...or in case she dies," he finished choking up as he voiced his fears of her dying.

"I'll be here with her Zac. I'll call you if she wakes up," Diana smiled sadly refusing to even say that Liz could die. The family had already lost Sara. There was no way they were going to lose Liz and the unborn baby.

Zac nodded at his mom's words. He knew he did need to go home for awhile and shower. He also needed to see his kids who Eleanor was watching. He needed to know they were okay and let them both know their mom was okay still for now.

"Promise?" Zac asked as he stood from the chair. "First sign of any changes and you'll call me?"

Diana nodded smiling at her son, "I promise."

At his mother's words Zac turned and left Liz's hospital room. He was scared to do it but he knew he had to have faith that nothing bad was going to happen. If the situation were different Liz would have faith too. Making it outside he got to his truck and got in. Starting it up he drove off towards his house. The house where everything had happened. He hadn't been there since then though he knew Eleanor and his sisters had cleaned the place of the blood. He would have to thank them all somehow.

Arriving home Zac parked the truck and got out, heading to the porch where he let himself in. As he stepped inside he couldn't help but smile at Eleanor asleep on the couch with Emerson snuggled into her side. Though his smile soon turned to guilt because he knew that should be Liz who was taking a nap with Emerson not Eleanor. Liz should be here and home with the kids.

Zac bit his lip and slowly went upstairs, checking on Jude who was also taking a nap. Cracking Jude's door he went to the bedroom he shared with Liz and sighed sitting down on the bed. All he could remember was their happier moments even if the last month hadn't been that much of one.

"God," Zac whispered as he looked at the ceiling. "I don't ask for much but can Liz please wake up soon. Can I have my wife back? I miss her and I know the kids miss her too," he whispered as he felt a lump form in his throat. "She's the best thing that has happened to me. She's the one who keeps me grounded. I need my wife."