So many flowers. Flowers of every type, color, height and design, just lined up in front of her. Staring at all the different arrangements, Emily's emotions get the best of her, prompting her tears to fall down her cheeks, feeling a loss she knows isn't real. Standing there, in the middle of all the flower arrangements, it was hard to remember that her best friend wasn't really dead. Which, on another note, played well for fooling the guys.
"I can't choose." Audrey turns to Emily, smiling slightly. "Which do you think she'd prefer?"
"She always did love white roses." Lucky offers when it looked like Emily was stumped.
"No...uh, no." Emily shakes her head. "She always loved my grandmother's arrangements...Elizabeth always said that the arrangements never ceased to take her breath away."
"Would you mind asking your grandmother to borrow some?" Audrey questions, looking at her apologetically.
"Um, I can ask." Emily concedes. "Where to next?"
"We still need to choose the church." Audrey says hesitantly. "Why don't Emily and I take the one uptown while you boys take the one downtown?"
"Whatever you want, Audrey." Lucky says without hesitation. "We'll take pictures and meet up with you at your house."
Going their separate ways, the four of them head to their respective churches, the two women thankful to be alone. After lying to almost everyone they've spoken to this morning, they just needed a break away from it. Just a moment to be alone with the truth rather than keeping up the lie. Just a moment.
"We've been calling you all morning." Francis tries to mask his worry, but fails miserably.
"There's something wrong with my phone." Jason states plainly, walking over to sit at his desk.
"What's wrong with it?" Francis asks him confusedly.
"Its in pieces on my apartment floor." Jason says shortly. "Why were you calling? Is it...is she okay?"
"No change." Francis shakes his head. "I'm gonna head over later to check on her."
"I knew we never should have done this."
"Are you saying that because you honestly believe something's wrong with her or..." Francis arches his eyebrow questioningly.
"Or..." he sighs, realizing he had to spell it out. "Or are you only saying that because you're not with her?"
"Both." Jason says simply. "You'll let me know what you find out?"
"The moment I do."
Looking at his friend for a moment longer, Francis makes a silent exit, not wanting to push him any further. This situation just didn't seem to be getting any easier and he knows he has to get answers about Elizabeth's coma-like condition before Jason takes it upon himself to find the answers. Subsequently blowing their entire plan out of the water. No. He had to get answers and he had to get answers fast.
"He didn't come home last night." Courtney complains to Carly, pacing back and forth. "How can I get through to him if he doesn't even come home to me?"
"You just have to give him time." Carly insists, not knowing what else to say. "He just lost someone he cares about...someone that's been a part of his life for a long time."
"I know that, but she's gone!" Courtney says seriously. "I'm still here! I'm here and I want to fix our marriage! How can I do that if he doesn't come home?"
"I don't know what else to say to you." Carly throws her hands up in surrender. "I've tried to explain Jason's side, but you just don't get it."
"You know, I honestly thought you'd be my number one supporter in trying to save my marriage." Courtney shakes her head in disbelief. "You were the one that wanted us together even more than I did, remember?"
"Yeah. I remember." Carly sighs, snatching up her coat and purse. "But not even I could have seen this coming...I'll just see you later."
"Yeah, I'm leaving." Carly pulls open the door. "There's nothing left for me to say or do here. I'm going home to my son."
Courtney stands stunned, watching Carly walk out the door before it shuts firmly behind her. Carly was the only one that she could turn to when it comes to Jason, the only one that understood and helped her, but that wasn't the case now and she was confused by it.
Since when did Carly act completely impassive in regard to her marriage to Jason? Was this some kind of backwards life? Jason doesn't come home, Carly doesn't try to help her save her marriage...wait...they couldn't...they wouldn't...could Jason and Carly be having an affair? No way...that's crazy. They wouldn't do that to her or Sonny for that matter. No. It had to be something else. But what?
"Everything looks fine." Francis says to Emily. "Her vitals are stable and she doesn't show any signs of distress...if anything, she looks peaceful."
"Okay, so, why isn't she awake yet?" Emily counters, needing answers desperately.
"I don't know." Francis sadly admits. "But I've drawn some blood and I'll run a blood panel at my place tonight. Maybe something in her blood work will give us more to go on."
"Until then, we worry." Emily sighs, dropping down on chair by the bed. "Its not fair, Francis...she shouldn't be like this. She was just supposed to fake her death long enough for Sonny to believe it...not remain in this...coma state."
"I'll figure it out, Em." Francis places one hand on her shoulder. "Until then, its on you and Audrey to keep her comfortable and healthy."
"Yeah...that's all we can do."
"I will figure it out." Francis places a soft kiss atop her head. "Promise."
Leaving Emily with Elizabeth, he takes the vials of blood before heading out the way he came, successfully undetected. Making his way into his apartment, Francis gets his machines set up for a long night's work. Whatever's wrong with Elizabeth, he won't stop until he figures it out.
"So...what's the verdict, doc?" Johnny questions, plopping down next to Francis. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"You're never going to believe this." Francis hands over the findings from his many, many, many tests. "Its the only explanation."
"How solid is this?"
"I've ran it until I ran out of blood to test." Francis shakes his head. "The only question now is how do we pull her out of it?"