#hatestosleep

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Nobody had seen or heard Tom in weeks. People were worried, of course they were, but Sharon was sick. She wasn't sleeping, hardly eating, and finding him was all she was thinking about.

With a sigh Sharon walks into her townhouse, a hand running through her hair as she locks the door behind her. She turns to walk upstairs, making it up to her living room before stopping in her tracks when she sees the blood on her floor.

Immediately Sharon's hand goes to her hip, pulling out the pistol and began following the trail towards her bedroom. Cautiously the blonde opens her door, seeing the person in her bed, and quickly aims it at him.

Her brows furrow as a looks at the man, a familiarity creeping over her as she began recognizing him trough the bruising and wounds on his face. "Tom?"

Quickly Sharon ran over to him, a hand gently cradling his face while the other checks his pulse. "Tom? Tom?" A breath of relief comes when she feels a pulse, the other hand then coming to hold his face. "Tom...h-hey...hey- wake up...wake up- what happened? Hey...c'mon Tom....Tom look at me. Look at me please."

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"Tom-" Sharon choked out, fingers curling around his arm as she clutched onto him. Her heart raced and her mind still wanted to slip back into the nightmare she had just been running from, still not quite sure what was reality.

But she forces herself to take a breath and focus on the warmth of the person beside of her, listening to his calming voice, and after what seemed like years Sharon finally managed to look up at him.

"I'm sorry....I....I'm so sorry."

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The soft knock on her hotel room door was enough to bring the blonde out of her light slumber, and hurriedly Sharon went to the door, glancing through the peephole before a small frown of concern pulled at her lips.  “Tom?”  the agent questioned as she opened the door.  “What’s wrong?”

His words stun her, her brows immediately furrowing as a look of concern grows heavily on her features.   Brown hues scan him, checking for any wounds, even though when she goodnight to him just four hours earlier he was absolutely fine.  

“Y-yeah...yeah sure, of course.  C’mon.”  Sharon stepped to the side, her eyes still watching him as he slid through the doorway.  “Are you alright?”

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"Tom..."

His name came out as a sigh as the blonde gracefully walked through the medical room and slowly sat down on one of the benches near him. "You know better than anyone that that's not healthy...and then what are we supposed to do if our best medic is down?" She shoots him a small smile, as if the comment was enough to boost his spirits when in reality Sharon knew it was far from hitting the mark.

"You can't save everyone Tom...and I know that it doesn't change what happened or how you feel- but it's the truth. Look, we all know what we signed up for when we started working here- we knew the risks, and yes, we try to do everything as safe as possible and we fight like hell to try to make sure that everyone makes it home at the end of the day, but...Tom we know that doesn't always happen. And you shouldn't feel like that burden deserves to fall on your shoulders. Stop punishing yourself over something that had nothing to do with you."

Another breath is taken before the blonde stands up, her head nodding towards the exit. "Come on...I can't make you sleep- not legally anyways- but I can make you get some lunch. Just...humour me okay? Try to eat a little bit- please? I'm worried about you.."

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Ella's smile grew playful at that question, as she teasingly wrinkled her nose at him. "You're being cute." She said her tone matching the smile, waiting to see his reaction.