Fighting For My Soul

Down the Mountain

Liz sat in the office with her head down hoping no one had heard about her incident the night before. Raven had tried to tall her into seeing a psychiatrist but Liz had refused fearing the doctor would order her to stay off the job. This was the one consistent factor in her life that she enjoyed. She found herself and Tim glancing at eachother from time to time. He must have been worried about her. She leaned back in her chair and let out a deep breath wanting something to happen so she could have a distraction. The universe must have been reading her mind because Art came out of his office.

"Tim! Liz!" He called.

The two marshals looked over at him.

"I've got a prisoner transport," he said.

They both let out a deep groan that was heard by the whole office.

"Come on!" Art laughed, "Chiefs orders."

Tim walked over and got the information file from Art why Liz grabbed her car keys. They both headed down to the parking lot ready to get this over with as quickly as possible.

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Most of the car ride was quiet. Liz kept her eyes forward on the road why Tim sat laid back in the passenger seat. Her brain spun as she wondered if she should bring up last night or just leave it be. Tim made up her mind for her.

"You doing alright?" He asked.

"Better then last night," she answered.

"How long have you been having episodes?" He asked.

"Long time," she said, "but nothing like that."

"I'm more then happy to keep up the bar night conversations but you might need some professional help," he commented.

"You're a professional," she joked.

"Ya but not in that way," he laughed.

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Liz and Tim stopped at the hospital to check on Raylan. Liz figured he had to be going stir crazy. She was surprised he wasn't out yet, but doctors had their reasons. She was expecting to see Raven but the woman was no where to be seen. She knocked on the wall to alert Raylan to their presence.

"What are you doing here?" He looked at Tim.

"Checkin on your ass," Tim replied.

"My ass wants out of this bed," Raylan commented.

"How long till I get my partner back?" Liz asked. 

"As soon as I can sneak out of here," Raylan sighed.

"Where's Raven?"

"I have no idea."

"Well we have to get back before Art loses his shit," Tim sighed.

"I'm sure Art is the most relaxed hes been since I got to the office," Raylan joked.

"Oh its paradise," Tim joked back.

Liz's phone went off and she stepped out to answer it.

"Hardstead."

"Where are you two?" Art's voice came over the phone.

"At the hospital visiting Raylan," she replied.

"Well get back here," Art said.

"Yes sir," she replied then hung up, "Tim, Art wants us back."

"For what?" he asked.

"I have no idea," she answered, "but it sounded urgent." 

Tim looked back at Raylan then back to Liz, "Ill meet you in the car." 

He walked out of the room leaving Liz and Raylan alone. She bit her lip letting out a sigh. 

"What's wrong? he asked. 

"I had a bad episode last night," she admitted, "I almost shot Tim." 

"Liz," his voice soft and sincere, "Im so sorry." 

"Luckily Tim got me to come back to reality before I could hurt anyone," Her eyes studied is face watching his reactions. 

"I sit here and listen to stories about you having these episodes and you still won't tell me why," he commented. 

She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. Liz felt her body go stiff. She still didn't have the strength to tell him and she wanted to kick herself over it. She walked over and took his hand in hers. She could feel the tears welling up in her eyes as his asked questions. 

"Someday," she said, "someday Ill have the strength to tell you." 

"And Im more then happy to wait for that day," he reassured her. 

She leaned down and kissed him on the cheek before turning and leaving the hospital room. Raylan watched her leave with worried eyes. He knew how bad she hurt, and wanted to make it all go away.