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Opposites Collide	By : Redneckgirl Category: Individual Celebrities > Wentworth Miller Views: 2759 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction in its entirety. I am not claiming these events to be true to life in any way, shape or form and do not know Wentworth Miller personally. The story itself and OC's are of my own creation and no monies are being made o

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Robert’s POV.
‘Sweetie, you’re grinding your teeth’ I tell Alex whilst reaching for her hand as she blots my face with a sponge, staring at the back of Tamara’s head with a look of rage etched onto her face.
‘I just hope I can pass it off as concern over my sister’ she replies, a frown starting to crease her forehead.
‘Alexandra, it doesn’t come off as anything less than hell driven fury, lighten the face and just wait until you get a moment alone with her and then, and only then, can you pick her to pieces. Went visited Julie this morning and told her about what Alice found, which was backed up by the letters she said she’d send when they arrived yesterday morning via courier. Anyway, she’s prepared to give us the benefit of the doubt, so all you have to do is make her admit it because Julie will be right outside within earshot. We’ve got her cornered, all you need to do is throw the lasso around her neck before she bolts the paddock’ I tell her, giving her hand a squeeze and then laughing softly as she lets out a long breath and gives me a hug.
‘Thank you, thank you for believing in her’ she tells me as I hug her back.
‘No problem, I know I liar when I see one and your sister isn’t one. Have you spoken to your mamma and papa yet today?’ I ask her, reaching out for my coffee and putting my glasses on to watch the TV in front of us as she finishes and sits down next to me, set to enjoy the twenty minutes we have before we’re both needed back on set no doubt. It’s been a crazy morning since Dallas is subject to freak thunderstorms at this precise moment.
‘Yeah I called them earlier, and I say them because dad was at moms place. They’re seeing each other again; it’s only early days apparently but it’s partly because of that AJ had her accident. Mom had been at dads place the night before and had a bottle of wine with her dinner, finishing it before she went home and of course throwing the empty into the trash, where AJ saw it and put two and two together. And as for how my little sis is today, well her neurological impulses haven’t decreased, but they haven’t progressed any either. I don’t know if he told you but it was Went’s voice that made her brain respond just that tiny bit’ she tells me as I smile warmly. What a lovely thing that is to hear.
‘That’s because on some level, maybe in just one little part of her brain that can’t connect to the others at the moment, she’s still there, and she can hear you. And it was hearing her beloved’s voice that made a little part of her let you all know she was still there too, now matter how tiny the level of response it was, it was her’ I tell her, watching her nod.
‘She better come through this, I better get my sister back just how I remember her’ she says, sighing.
‘You will, I know it looks bleak right now but she will. Myself and Amaury went to the little church just down past the dairy farm just off the highway and lit candles for her on Sunday night, just pray for her and think positively, she would if it was one of us’ I say, relieved to see her smile again. I have to keep her as cheerful as I can before all of this threatens to make her go one way or the other; either being consumed by a ball of exploding anger at Tamara over what she’s done, or consumed by worry and sadness over her sister’s current state.
‘Once again, thank you’ she says, leaning over and kissing my cheek, hugging the top of my arm and resting her head on my shoulder while we watch the episode of the retro show ‘I love Lucy’ on the television, laughing at Lucille Boyle attempting to bake a cake in a very comic and haphazard way. And even though we’re both laughing, I think it’s safe to say just underneath that we both feel a little apprehensive about what’s to come later. I just hope Alex can get her to confess it in as many words.
And after the rain has stopped pouring down on us we resume the shoot, working through for almost four hours before we break at midday. Which also just happens to be the time we arranged for Alex to take a little trip to the makeup trailer, while Julie listens in outside. And in the last fifteen minutes I keep looking at her, standing next to but not close to Tamara, trying hard not to let her face look as thunderous as the weather has been that I can see her anger building. The stride off set she makes after the break is called is positively aggressive, and I’m honestly not surprised when she changes direction and makes a beeline for me and Went.
‘I can’t do it; I’m too pissed at her not to punch her damn lights out. Rob, you do it. You have a way of making people listen to you and bend to your will, I’ve seen you do it when you want to get around someone, yeah okay Tam I’m coming’ she says, shouting over her shoulder to a waiting Tamara at the end of her sentence and giving me a wide eyed ‘well will you?’ look that I’m quick to nod at, giving Went a ‘here goes nothing’ look before we follow along behind. Just as I see them enter the makeup trailer, a door five trailers down swings open and Julie comes out.
‘I hope not to be too long’ I say as Alex walks out and I go in, shutting the door behind me and moving to the side to open the window so Julie can eavesdrop in on it.
‘Oh, hey Rob, how are you? And what can I do for you?’ she says with a smile as she turns around and sees me standing there.
‘You can start by answering me the following question; was it just because you wanted her job that you set AJ up or did you do it out of jealousy? So she could experience an existence as miserable as yours is too? I overheard you talking about the success of your little scheme on the phone last week, but honey I had your number way before that. You see, when you gave AJ that bottle of decongestant spray I noticed she had to bite the corner of the seal to undo it. And why did she have to you that? Because the perforated seal seam had already been torn apart and cleverly scotch taped back together, which indicates you broke the seal before you even brought the bottle back onto set with you’ I say as I walk towards her and pull the tampered with seal I pocketed off the floor and for some reason never got around to throwing away from my jacket pocket. Thank god I didn’t, and thank god I hate it when people drop litter too.
‘Be that as it may Robert, it’s still my word against yours. And you have absolutely no solid proof this was my doing, no one has ever suspected me and they never will, I’m home dry so go on, try it, try your best to pin this on me’ she says, giving me a defiant look. How dare she, after what she’s done to AJ and the fact that effectively because of her she’s now lying there in a hospital bed fighting for her life, how dare she not even show one shred of remorse.
‘Is that enough for you Julie?’ I shout backwards in the direction of the window, listening to the sound of her shoes on the concrete outside and then turning to see the door open and her appear. Oh how sweet justice feels as I watch Tamara’s eyes widen, realizing this time she’s the one who just got set up; and I bet her own medicine tastes pretty damn foul right now, and so it should.
‘Tamara, come with me please. I think we need to have a little talk don’t you?’ she says, folding her arms and frowning at her sternly. Tamara just looks at the floor, the sudden burst of confidence through her true pathetic nature all but gone as she knows she’s just signed and sealed herself out of here. And as she follows Julie out she continues to look at the floor, and I look at the back of her and think it’s perhaps the best thing I’ve seen in the last few days; her walking away and knowing she isn’t going to come back. She didn’t win, but in the end, as long as AJ wins and recovers that’s really all that matters now. I couldn’t care less about Tamara’s fate, and the few people who care about AJ who witness her being lead off the set in cuffs by two police officers ten minutes later don’t look like they particularly give a shit either.
‘Thank you, you never doubted her and you wouldn’t rest until you put the wrong things right. I’ll never forget this Rob’ says Alex, throwing her arms around me and kissing my cheek as I watch Tamara walking in the direction of the squad car across the road from where we are filming.
‘You’re more than welcome honey’ I reply, folding her up in my arms and giving her a huge cuddle.
‘I have to thank you too Rob, if it wasn’t for you coming and shouting at me when I needed to be yelled at, I wouldn’t have come to my senses about all this. You’re a true friend, to both myself and AJ’ says Went, giving me a hug and the kind of slap on the back that threatens to wind me as I let Alex go.
‘You would have eventually. And like I say, don’t mention it. I did nothing special other than be my naturally suspicious self’ I reply with a smile. And now this is over, there’s only one person we have to worry about; AJ. And worry we do until Friday, when I fly to California with Went and Alex too to visit her. And even though I’ve tried to prepare myself for the fact she’s not going to look like AJ, nothing really can prepare me for the shock I get at seeing just how badly hurt she is.
‘It looks like a goddamned train ploughed into her; how she’s even alive I will just never know. You’re one tough little fighter huh kid?’ I say, planting a kiss on her forehead as I sit down.
‘This is actually an improvement from how she looked on Monday, her face and her eyes were virtually black with the bruising’ says Went as he sits down at the other side of the bed, holding her hand between his and kissing her fingertips while I hardly believe my ears that she actually looked worse than she does now.
‘We caught who set you up honey, and right now she’s looking at jail time for what she’s done too so your mother’s been told. Tamara was never your friend I’m afraid, only someone who meant you harm no matter what you did for her. But she’s gone, and she can’t hurt you again, I promise. She’s gotta get past me and your fella here first if she thinks she can’ I say, looking over at Went and seeing him smile.
‘He’s right there AJ, she won’t be bothering you again in a hurry’ He says, reaching out to carefully stroke her cheek around all the wires and tubes attached to her and the ever present mask over her mouth that’s feeding air to her lungs since she obviously can’t breathe for herself. It’s heartbreaking seeing her like this, and without yet knowing if she’ll ever regain consciousness the mood is a sombre one as we sit with her. But, we both slip into conversation about all our favourite memories of her, and soon the mood lifts.
‘Remember when she and Dom sat there singing ‘I’m Henry the eighth I am’ outside the bar we went to for Pam’s birthday?’ he offers as we laugh quietly
‘Remember that time back in Chicago when she had some sleazy guy coming on to her when she went off set to the local store, and then when he followed her she ran four blocks in those high heels of hers screaming ‘THERE’S A WHACKO FOLLOWING ME!’ as she came hurtling back on set and then locked herself in the makeup trailer and wouldn’t come out?’ I then say, keeping the laughter going.
‘Remember.........................and this still kills me whenever I think about it, not only for the sheer hilarity but for the level of embarrassment you suffered, remember when AJ was sitting there talking to you in Italian.......................and, shall we say, a certain part of your anatomy appreciated it more that it should of in company’ I then say, making him cringe and hide his face as he rests his forehead down on the bed.
‘Thank god sleeping beauty here was sitting on my lap at the time, she concealed it nicely. Even if she was the one to embarrass me by announcing it at the time’ he manages before laughing too.
‘Remember when she cried all afternoon when she found out Peter only had three episodes worth of filming left, after we all found out Abruzzi was being killed off? He then says as I nod.
‘I remember before we were dating I found her in the makeup trailer crying at Bach. I love that about her, how she gets moved so much by certain songs and when she speaks about special memories. She’s like me, she likes to recall songs she listened to whenever something significant happened in her life, and then when she listens to the song she relives the memory. And I just think I got a good idea, whatever part of her brain it was that my voice triggered activity in, I wonder what parts listening to all her favourite songs might rouse impulses in?’ Went says, looking thoughtful.
‘I can’t imagine it’ll hurt to find out’ I reply. Ten minutes later he steps out to go and collect hers from her place, and that’s the only time he leaves her side until Sunday night too.
Wentworth’s POV.
Leaving the hospital in AJ’s car I head back to her place to collect her i-pod, taking a shower quickly while I’m there and stopping to pick up the cats that followed me in and give them some attention before I head back out again. Driving back I can’t wait to be right by her side again, I hate the fact that I have to leave her for five days each week when she’s this ill. Even though with each day that passes the odds of her living increase, they still don’t know if she’ll begin to show any more positive signs of brain activity or just remain in a coma. The operation managed to relieve the pressure from the swelling and stopped the bleeding, but only time will tell if it was done in time to give her a shot at awaking again. The doctors informed Hank and Alice that if she didn’t begin to show signs of improvement in the next two weeks then it’s more than likely she never will. She’ll just be there in that bed, effectively being kept alive by machines.
But I can’t for one minute accept this as her fate, even though I acknowledge it as a possible outcome, I will not give up on the chance she’ll be okay. And if she isn’t at the end of it all............................well I’ll think more on that if and when the time comes. After I arrive back at the hospital Robert only stays for another two hours before he heads back to the airport to fly back to Texas. Since his family have moved down there to be near to him this time he wants to spend as much time as possible as he can with them, not caring how tired it’ll make him to be a good friend to AJ too and fly up here just for a day to see her. And after her mom leaves the room it’s just me and her again, with me sitting and talking to her before plugging in one of her earphones into her ear and pressing the other into my own, lying back in the same way I always do with her, stroking her hand as I rest it against my chest while we listen to her favourite songs, a few of which are as follows -
Fur Elise – Beethoven
Air on the G string – Bach
Jolene – Dolly Parton
A to the K – Cypress Hill
Hard to handle – The Black Crows
Go out and get it – The Ronettes
Lifer – Down
Words – Days of the New
She Said – Cold
The last one is by a band I’d never even heard of before I got with her, and because of her she’s converted me into a fan of the now disbanded Cold. And whenever I hear this song, I just can’t help but think about her, and the situation her accident has left us both in.......
I'll be here alone
Bury everything around me
Her destinations unknown
I can't believe how she drowns me
Well I won't deny, it's all the
Little things she said
All alone
Searched the world until she found me
Her destinations unknown
I can't believe how she drowns me
Well I won't deny, it's all the
Little things she said
All this talkin'
Where's it goin'
Take the needle
Rewind the show
....................to sum it up, it’s all the little things she said that I miss most. And as I lie here, all I can do is pray that she will wake up so I can hear her say them all over again.
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