Tim tossed and turned, sleep was eluding him as usual. The guys had gone off with Jenika and Nate to set up recordings for their social media she'd suggested to update the fans. Tim just couldn't bring himself to be part of it right now. He was in the kitchen when he heard a light knock on the door. Assuming it may be a fan, he ignored it. Another knock, this one a bit harder. His patience was already thin, he quickly opened the door "Can I help you" he barked.

Taken aback by the response caused the person to jump down from the step.

"Ms. Maggie! I am so sorry, are you ok" Tim asked, quickly jumping out the door to help her.

"Yes, I didn't mean to bother you Tim" she replied as he helped steady her. "I came to talk to you, in private" she added.

Tim helped her inside, offering her a seat after moving a pile of clothing. "I'm sorry I startled you. Would you like something to drink" he asked as he grabbed a beer from the fridge.

"How do you boys do it, living in such small spaces for long periods of time" she asked looking around.

"It's not that bad, we have seperate bunks and a full bath plus a lounge area in the back besides this area" he replied popping the top off the bottle before sitting down across from her "Course it helps we all get along as well as we do" he told her taking a large swallow of his beer.

"How are you doing, Tim" she asked.

Avoiding eye contact he replied he was fine and stated she should concentrate on herself, Chance and the others.

Maggie took his hands in hers, "remember, I know what you've been through. And you're avoiding eye contact tells me otherwise"

Tim looked up, he couldn't lie to her, it would be like lieing to his own mother. Taking a deep breath he told her how he spent the night at Chance's bedside, how he explained everything he himself had dealt with, hoping it would get some sort of response out of him. "But, it didnt make any difference to him Ms. Maggie"

"I still believe he heard you" she assured him.

"I don't know, I'm regretting making the decision for his surgery. It's my fault, it's all my fault" he began to cry into his hands. Maggie moved to sit next to him, cradling him in her arms, she let him cry. He needed to let it out, he'd kept so much to himself for way too long.

Tim soon calmed, wiping his eyes he apologized profusely to Maggie. "Ms. Maggie...I.."

She hushed Tim, "there is no need to apologize, be embarassed and certainly not blame yourself for any of this. The only thing you're guilty of is loving someone close to you" she told him.

Tim and Maggie's phones each rang at the same time. Their hearts in their throats, they looked at the number then each other, it was the hospital.