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Mark Thomas Campbell, esq. ([personal profile] aussielawyer) wrote in [community profile] dreamlikenewyork2015-04-19 01:52 am

"Under pressure."

Who: Mark Campbell and Ali Connor
What: Trying to process
Where: Campbell home
When: Saturday morning

It had been a really rough night the night before, that was after a very rough week in general. It was just after midnight that Justin came into their bedroom and told Mark he was feeling really sick. Mark had only just managed to get to sleep despite the he, Gen and Justin hitting the sack early. Gen had a board meeting sharp the next morning she couldn't miss, and Mark had just felt wrecked following a few long weeks in court. Justin had spent the whole day at the theatre rehearsing, so he was wiped out and nearly fell asleep in his dinner. It was definitely a case of family fatigue.

The early night hadn't stopped Mark lying awake, thinking over and over again about what his kid had confessed in the court statement. He had been trying to process it, but it was taking time. He didn't even know whether he should try to talk to Justin about it yet, or wait for his son to come to him. He had been debating that with himself since the case ended, and was still undecided. There was a big chance Justin didn't want to be going over it all again. As tormenting as it was, Mark had to respect that. But then his kid was up sick in the night. Mark got up straight away with him and Gen soon followed, but he told her he had it in hand and should get some sleep for her meeting the next day.

Mark thought it might have just been stress. He spent the rest of the night lying with Justin on his bed with him in between rushed trips to the bathroom. He sent Ali a text around 3am, knowing she turned her phone down at night so it didn't wake the kids, and told her he might have to shift his day with Jamie to another day because Justin wasn't well. They both fell asleep, but when Mark woke about 8am, he realised the rude way that it probably wasn't stress making Justin sick. Because Mark felt like he had been hit by a bus upon waking. He was hot and nauseous, and while his kid slept on, he went ten rounds with the porcelain goddess himself.

And then the doorbell was going when all he wanted to do was curl up in a ball of misery and hate the world. He wasn't at all surprised when he found Ali there. He held his hands up, trying to stop her coming in. "No, no! Fuck. There's, like, father and son cooties going on in here. He's got some sort of bug he's given to me because I was up with him all night. I don't want you catching it! And I have no idea if we've even got any Lysol."
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[personal profile] agentsullivan 2015-04-19 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
Ali knew that Mark had a distinct history of letting emotional things bottle up inside him that would push him to breaking point, and then the bottle. When they had thought James had been murdered, Mark completely lost it and that was why Ali was left alone holding the baby. Even her supposed best friend had upped and fucked off to England right when she needed the most support, and they had never spoken since. But it turned out Mark had underlying issues too, like everyone. He ended up diagnosed with depression that had been the trigger for the alcoholism. He had been on the wagon a long time now, but something like this could ruin a parent. Which is why they all needed to band together and work through it piece by piece.

She moved to sit close beside him so she could put her arm around him in a gentle embrace. "It's okay to be upset. You need to let it out, Sparky. It's the only way you're going to be able to deal with this. And it's okay to let him see you upset, don't try to hide it from him. If he sees it's okay for you to be, he'll know it's okay for him to be too. He's spent his whole life trying to hide everything. He looks up to you so much, you saved him."
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[personal profile] agentsullivan 2015-04-19 12:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Ali kissed his head and just held him. She was tearing up herself, not just because he was crying this hard, but because she was a mum. She was a mum who thought of Justin as just as extension of her own. He was Jamie's big brother, and this was such a terrible revelation that no one had seen coming. As awful as it was to contemplate, it explained a lot the behaviour of Justin's past that they had known. She knew Mark always had this heavy awareness that he missed such a large portion of his son's life that would have been filled with things he wasn't privy to... envisioning something like this was beyond fathomable. Reflexively, she wanted to go and check on Justin, but that was just the maternal instinct in her. She knew Mark would have been in there countless times, and if he said he was trying to let Justin sleep a little before waking him, he would have it all in hand. He was an amazing father, and she admired him unconditionally. He would die for his children.

Which wasn't far off what he was doing right now. He was breaking inside for Justin, and she could feel it in just how forceful his sobs were. And she just let him cry. He cried for a long time, and she didn't interrupt. She just held him, rubbing his back until he started to pull back a little of his composure. She only released the embrace to collect a box of tissues sitting across the room on the bench of Justin's piano. "Tell me what you're thinking, okay? We'll talk it out. There's specialists out there that help kids who have been through this sort of trauma. Or do you just want to let the dust settle and see how he goes with it? He would have known his statement would be presented in court, for you and everyone else there to hear, so he'll know you have an awareness now. What are you feeling like his the best step to take next? Not right now. Just when you're feeling better."