Falice oneshots At Midnight

Phone Call: 2

Time had passed grueling slow as she waited with the anxious father. The E.R. had rushed him urgently to surgery. Betty held tightly to the chair's arm, FP tapped his foot anxiously and clenched his jaw occasionally when he thought Alice wasn't watching.

"Forsythe Jr Jr?" A doctor a while later spoke up.

FP stood up quickly, blood rushing to his head." Yes. Is my son going to okay?"

The surgeon didn't react as quickly as FP had hoped for. He was hoping that Jughead's doctor would say yes. But he knew that wasn't the answer he was about to get by looking at his expression.

"Mr. Jones, he has several lacerations on his arms and one on his left cheek bone. He has multiple contusions as well. His ribs had been shattered in three separate places, his long collapsed during surgery." He saw the father's heart drop.

"He did arrest, but we got his heart working again. Unfortunately, he had been down for 15 minutes longer then we would've liked him to be. We don't know at this time if or when he'll wake up in this unforeseen-able future." He tried his best to simplify for his patient's father's understanding.

Alice decided to answer for the shocked father." What does that all mean, Dr..."

"Patel. It means Mr. Jones's son has fallen into an temporary coma, which means he's inability to respond to stimulation caused his brain to go without oxygen for a period of time. He can breathe on his own."

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Over next two weeks, FP had been visited by Alice countless times. Betty spent two nights in his room after he was moved out of the I.C.U. and into another room.

Hermione sent chocolates, Fred kept his eyes on FP. He was worried about FP getting the craving for an drink. He knew that FP drank when things out stressful and he wanted to take the edge off.

He made sure to stop over every night after work to see if FP had fallen again. Every night there had been no drink drunk. He was extremely proud of his best friend. He knew how excruciating this was on him.

Later that night, his son had showed signs of regaining consciousness and awaking from his temporary comatose state. He moved his fingers and his brain activity showed up on his monitor.

"Dad?" He could've sworn he heard his son's voice. He quickly broke out of his sleep and jumped out of his chair.

"Jug." He sighs happily as he gets up to grab his son's hand that didn't have the IV poking though his veins.

"I told you that I would see you soon, Dad." His son's soft, rigged from the lack of water voice spoke.

Tears started to appear in his eyes. He couldn't contain his emotions anymore," Jughead... you scared the shit of me. Never do that again. Promise me."

Jughead's voice broke from his emotions as well," I'm sorry. I promise, Dad."

FP kisses his son's forehead before leaving his son to talk to Betty. He stood outside watching them talk. He didn't even heard anyone approaching.

"FP." He looked up, shaking his head from the daze he was in.

"Alice. What are you doing here? I thought you had that meeting with your lawyer."

Alice shook her head," I did. I canceled. I wanted to be here to make sure you were okay. I know it's been a extremely tough couple weeks for us all, especially you and Betty."

He felt so touched by the thought. He hadn't expect her to still stick around. "Thank you, I really appreciate it."

"I have a question to ask."

FP's ears peaked up." Like what?"

"Why did you confess to Jason's murder?"

The question punched sharply in the stomach. He hadn't been expecting that. He didn't want to tell her why. It still stung deep down.

"Alice..."

"FP, He's dead. He can't hurt you anymore." FP's eyes darken.

"I believe he'll still haunt me forever if I even say a word." Alice rolled her eyes.

"Oh, come, on. It can't be that bad, FP!" She grumbled at his excuse. "It's not like he's gonna come back from the dead. He really put himself this time." She just kept pushing on.

He bit his bottom cheek under the pressure," Fine." He groaned, getting fed up with her talking.

"He threatened Jughead's life and I couldn't risk it." Alice's jaw snapped shut.

"Oh, god! That's horrible." She gasps in shock.

But she still felt like he wasn't telling her the complete truth. She knew he wasn't telling her something. It was big and she knew it. She wasn't anywhere close to stupid.

"What else?"

He looked at her like she was crazy,"What do you mean? There's nothing else." He lied through his teeth.

"Bullshit, FP!" She snapped again. " I can see it your eyes. You said more, but you just won't tell me!" She argued, angrily curing her hands into fists.

"Fine! He threatened to kill you if I didn't confess. He said he would kill Jughead and then take away you. He said I deserved to feel it because who I-I a-a- am!" He snapped as tears broke freely from his eyes.

She gasped in utter disbelief and fear. She couldn't believe she could've been a victim on that list too. But she also didn't understand why he was so upset.

"Oh-" He cut her off again.

"He said he would kill the love of my life and child and I couldn't live that!"

He loved her? No, he loves her!

"You love me? FP, you love me?!" She exclaimed, her voice shaking.

He quickly nods, feeling overly-emotional," Yes, I do. I'm so-"

"Just shut up and kiss me, FP!" She barked harshly as she grabbed his face.

His lips met hers and they began passionately licking lips. Betty and Jughead heard shouting from outside the door.

Jughead hobbled on his crutches, opened the door and stood in shock. Betty knee that she stepped out on her father, but she didn't know they loved each other.

"You love each other."

FP breaks the kiss, blushes brightly from the embarrassment." Yes, I love her. Jughead, I'm sorry. I just-"

Jughead puts his hand up," No, I get it. You've sacrificed everything my entire life. I don't need you to apologize. Yeah, it's weird. But what isn't in Riverdale."

Betty agreed with Jughead," I agree with him. If you're happy, I'm happy for you."

"Thank you, Betty." Alice said, hugging her daughter.

FP smiled at his son. It was a step up from him getting hate. His son was proud of him. His son almost died.

"Boy."

"Yes, Dad?"

"Get your ass in that bed, Boy!" FP barks at his son.

"Yes, Dad." He watches as his son scurries off and gets back in bed.

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And that's the end. I hoped you liked it. I'm getting tired. I'm going to bed now. I hope it makes sense. I should be sleeping, but it's the weekend.

Love aut.