#she lives.

           and everything’s okay for the first couple of nights back in her childhood bedroom. Jaqi taking extra time to give her daughter hugs (which a rather painful for the young blonde) and feed her the best chicken soup the older blonde knows how to cook, but the nightmares start, and the screaming, waking up in cold sweats and not being able to keep her dinner down. of course she doesn’t tell her mother any of this. but her hands BEEN hurting like a bitch, her ribs are sore and she STILL has a massive cut on her forehead, which she can still remember the feeling of the sticky blood that lives underneath her skin. but she keeps telling Owen that she’s fine, that he doesn’t need to come home for her --- that he should focus on him and Claire, she’s not important.

           well not until she falls at work one day, panic attacks were not uncommon when she was a kid, but no where near as bad as the one she had about three months after the incident. she was taken to hospital and from there they found that she had a BROKEN hand and three fractured ribs. how none of the medics PICKED up on that was a whole other problem. her hand was set and she was given pills to alleviate the pain, while her ribs heal themselves. wearing gauze around underneath her breasts. she’s lucky enough if she can make it a full day (at work that is) without having to take extended lunch breaks, let alone to be alive right now.