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Jan. 20th, 2010 09:21 pmGuppy comes in from work, and immediately notices the quiet. TV isn't on. For most people that would be a normal thing, but Alex's television schedule is predictable to the nearest minute and he can't help worry that something has happened...
"Fran?" He and Frogspawn have an agreement that if they don't know what's going on in the house, not to yell out nicknames, after that incident where he startled the plumber.
"Hey." she appears behind him, making him jump. He smiles nonetheless and gives her a kiss.
"Alex escaped?" he asks, half-jokingly.
"Nah, he's gone to Auntie Hannah's."
"I thought Hannah wasn't happy to have him any more after the, er, meltdown incident."
"No, that was Tanya; to be fair she didn't say she wouldn't have him, she was just worried about him because he crawled into the empty washing machine and refused to come out."
Guppy nods. "Well to be fair on her too, a phobia of IgglePiggle isn't exactly predictable. And I can't blame her for not remember everything in the five page care book. But why's he at Hannah's? Are you feeling okay? I'm sorry I wasn't home sooner."
"I'm fine Fish, I just wanted some time with you." Frogspawn says, sitting down on their sofa and pulling him in for a cuddle. As she does so, she reaches into his inside pocket and pulls out his bottle of Valium.
"Kinda wanted to ask you about these, too."
Guppy looks at the bottle.
"Valium, I told you I had these for emergencies didn't I?"
"Yes, you did. I don't mind you having Valium, Guppy, it's not like you take it when you don't need it. But I was washing your jacket and when I took them out I was a bit worried at how many you seem to have taken compared with last time I saw the bottle."
She strokes his hair gently. "I don't mind if you need them, we'll work through it, but talk to me, please? What's going on."
"I didn't want to stress you in your condition."
Frogspawn pokes him.
"If you say 'In your condition' one more time today I'm gonna stick a cheesestring up your nose."
"Okay."
"So is this a spontaneous relapse, or do I need to go beat someone up?"
Guppy smiles slightly, briefly, then looks down.
"Little bit of both. I was already feeling a bit overstretched, and then this guy in the bar, Urquhart, got threatening. He's got some kind of post traumatic stress and... I tried to help him, but it was one of the days I had Alex with me and my priority was to look after him. Urquhart ran out back and I lost him. I went back to look for him next time I was in, see if he was okay, and he said he'd kill me if he ever heard me talk about what happened."
Looking up at Frogspawn. "The guy needs serious help. Security have spoken to him but I found out he threatened someone else since. And he hit that lad with learning disabilities I was telling you about."
"Have you talked to Malcolm?"
"You think I'm that bad?"
"No, I mean have you warned him? He's the only resident psych in the bar, you said, so sooner or later he's going to get told about this Urq-wart guy." Poke. "You could probably do with him as well, but I know you prefer interacting with him as a doctor rather than a patient."
Guppy nods.
"I'll leave him some sort of message. Possibly in code. He's a smart guy."
Frogspawn smiles, amused, and gives him a cuddle.
"Atton and Will and the rest of your crew aren't going to let anything happen to you, sweetie. And it's okay to be scared, and it's okay to tell me about it even if you don't like to show it in front of Alex. And whatever you need, valium, counselling, whatever works - we'll get it sorted for you, 'kay?"
"Okay. I'm not relapsing."
"I know. I'm just saying that if you do, I'm here."
"I know." Guppy kisses her on the forehead. "Thank you."
They relax and cuddle for a bit until Guppy, tired out from repeated nights of poor sleep, dozes off. She tucks a blanket over him and sneaks off into the kitchen.
"Fran?" He and Frogspawn have an agreement that if they don't know what's going on in the house, not to yell out nicknames, after that incident where he startled the plumber.
"Hey." she appears behind him, making him jump. He smiles nonetheless and gives her a kiss.
"Alex escaped?" he asks, half-jokingly.
"Nah, he's gone to Auntie Hannah's."
"I thought Hannah wasn't happy to have him any more after the, er, meltdown incident."
"No, that was Tanya; to be fair she didn't say she wouldn't have him, she was just worried about him because he crawled into the empty washing machine and refused to come out."
Guppy nods. "Well to be fair on her too, a phobia of IgglePiggle isn't exactly predictable. And I can't blame her for not remember everything in the five page care book. But why's he at Hannah's? Are you feeling okay? I'm sorry I wasn't home sooner."
"I'm fine Fish, I just wanted some time with you." Frogspawn says, sitting down on their sofa and pulling him in for a cuddle. As she does so, she reaches into his inside pocket and pulls out his bottle of Valium.
"Kinda wanted to ask you about these, too."
Guppy looks at the bottle.
"Valium, I told you I had these for emergencies didn't I?"
"Yes, you did. I don't mind you having Valium, Guppy, it's not like you take it when you don't need it. But I was washing your jacket and when I took them out I was a bit worried at how many you seem to have taken compared with last time I saw the bottle."
She strokes his hair gently. "I don't mind if you need them, we'll work through it, but talk to me, please? What's going on."
"I didn't want to stress you in your condition."
Frogspawn pokes him.
"If you say 'In your condition' one more time today I'm gonna stick a cheesestring up your nose."
"Okay."
"So is this a spontaneous relapse, or do I need to go beat someone up?"
Guppy smiles slightly, briefly, then looks down.
"Little bit of both. I was already feeling a bit overstretched, and then this guy in the bar, Urquhart, got threatening. He's got some kind of post traumatic stress and... I tried to help him, but it was one of the days I had Alex with me and my priority was to look after him. Urquhart ran out back and I lost him. I went back to look for him next time I was in, see if he was okay, and he said he'd kill me if he ever heard me talk about what happened."
Looking up at Frogspawn. "The guy needs serious help. Security have spoken to him but I found out he threatened someone else since. And he hit that lad with learning disabilities I was telling you about."
"Have you talked to Malcolm?"
"You think I'm that bad?"
"No, I mean have you warned him? He's the only resident psych in the bar, you said, so sooner or later he's going to get told about this Urq-wart guy." Poke. "You could probably do with him as well, but I know you prefer interacting with him as a doctor rather than a patient."
Guppy nods.
"I'll leave him some sort of message. Possibly in code. He's a smart guy."
Frogspawn smiles, amused, and gives him a cuddle.
"Atton and Will and the rest of your crew aren't going to let anything happen to you, sweetie. And it's okay to be scared, and it's okay to tell me about it even if you don't like to show it in front of Alex. And whatever you need, valium, counselling, whatever works - we'll get it sorted for you, 'kay?"
"Okay. I'm not relapsing."
"I know. I'm just saying that if you do, I'm here."
"I know." Guppy kisses her on the forehead. "Thank you."
They relax and cuddle for a bit until Guppy, tired out from repeated nights of poor sleep, dozes off. She tucks a blanket over him and sneaks off into the kitchen.
