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[Madeline Speare]

"I..-I don't know." I whisper quietly then shake my head, lump rising in my throat.
Crying won't being them back, it didn't work for your mum and dad it won't work to them.

[Ian Hunt]

I sink down into a chair near the back of the room, leaning forward slightly so I'm hunched up, watching the floor.
"I missed her whole life, you know. All of it. Most of Row's too," I say after a moment, quietly as if I'd just realised it myself when it was just the first time I'd said it out loud.

[Madeline Speare]

I glance up, looking back at her,"You didn't know about her." I say quietly.
What can you say here now? Sorry? No, there's nothing else you can say.
"It's not all your fault Ian," I tell him,"I know if you had known about her you'd have been there from the start."

[Ian Hunt]

"It is all my fucking fault, all of this is my fucking fault," I murmur into my hands.

[Madeline Speare]

I stay quietly, knowing if I said anything he'd just say it was his fault.

[Ian Hunt]

"No, this is Logan's fault," I say after a moment, "This is Logan's fault."

[Madeline Speare]

"Ian.." I say quietly, then stop not sure what there was I could say.

[Ian Hunt]

"Ian what? This is his fault! And they did nothing...nothing wrong!"

[Madeline Speare]

"Just stop, calm down." I mutter, reaching for his hand.

[Ian Hunt]

"I'm calm, I'm fucking calm, fucking completely calm," I mutter.
Now that was just a pointless lie.

[Madeline Speare]

"No your not, far from it. You need to calm down tiger,"

[Ian Hunt]

"Why should I? This is not fair and I do not want to calm down-..." I cut myself off before I succeed in just making myself angrier.

[Madeline Speare]

"And getting angry will do what exactly?" I ask, standing up,"What will that fucking acomplish?"

[Ian Hunt]

"I don't know...more than sitting around and moping...then going and slitting my wrists open in the vague hope that I-..." I stop, won't come round? will be okay when I come round?

[Madeline Speare]

"I can't believe your still doing that," I whisper, although I in fact wasn't that surprise,"And what good will that do? Huh? That's the worst fucking thing you can do in a time like this,"

[Ian Hunt]

"Well give me a fucking alternative," I mutter.

[Madeline Speare]

"Fine." I mutter,"Me or that."
Your being selfish.
I'm making a choice.
What kind of fucking choice is that?

[Ian Hunt]

"That's not fair."

[Madeline Speare]

"No, this isn't fair," I say, gesturing to his wrists,"I can't keep doing this, I can't. Do I really make you that unhappy?"

[Ian Hunt]

"You don't make me unhappy, this is not you. It's me," I mutter, "My problem because I can't-...I'm not fucking normal, I'm not fucking good enough and I never will be, everyone that thinks otherwise is dead besides you, and it always seems your unhappy and I don't know how to fucking cope and this is my way, that's all."

[Madeline Speare]

"I'm unhappy because you keep doing this, and maybe I don't make you unhappy but I'm doing a hell of a job keeping you happy. Why do you have to keep putting yourself down like that? You have to stop seeing yourself as worthless, 'cos your not. And this is not the way to handle any of this!"

[Ian Hunt]

"Then how the hell am I supposed to handle this? My brother, my daughter, my friends, family, my conscience is having a fucking field day as per usual...I deserve what I get but it's everyone else that pays for my mistakes and it's not fair!"

[Madeline Speare]

"Your not the only one who's lost someone Ian, I have too you know! And no it's not fair, but it's not fair to me that you keep doing this! You keep doing that and one day you cut to deep? I'm left with two kids, that I cannot possible take care of. You think that's fair?!"

[Ian Hunt]

"I didn't say I was the only one who'd lost someone! Yeah, what if...okay, fine. One day I cut too deep, great it's finally fucking over, and I don't know, how about you ask Logan for help? Probably not even my kids anyway!" I say without meaning to.

[Madeline Speare]

I stop, not sure whether to keep yelling at him, or to cry.
I was more worried about how he found out. Course he'd find out, he's not that thick you know.
"I hate you." I whisper quietly, temper rising."You know what, fucking slit your wrists open, I don't even give a fuck anymore," I mutter, turning back around.

[Ian Hunt]

"You hate me...yeah, I kind of had the vague idea of that, thanks," I reply, regretting keeping quiet about knowing for as long as I had.
Guess what Chris...I know something that might interest you, and I just can't keep it to myself any longer... His voice made my skin crawl.
"Like I needed an invitation," I mutter.

[Madeline Speare]

"Fuck you Ian," I mutter, wrapping my arms around me, tugging my jacket closer around me, heading towards the door."Fuck you."

[Ian Hunt]

"Hey, why bother? Go fuck Logan, and anyone else you decide to make a fool out of me with," I say after her.

[Madeline Speare]

"Drop dead!" I call over my shoulder, tears blurring my vision as I push the door open and storm out.

[Ian Hunt]

"Don't tempt me," I mutter.