This is my take on Defending Jacob, a "what if" for if there was a season 2. We all know how the book ends. The tv show is very different this what I thought could happen.
Andy has been tormented all of his life. He's constantly covering up his lies...
I woke up shaking, cold sweats. Rolling over I realized again it was just the same nightmare. I was reliving that day, every time I fell asleep. The same thing over and over again. I was in the house packing for our move out of Newton Mass. We where looking towards the future. Moving away from the past year, the murder, court case. I tossed some broken cables in the black garbage bag. When I saw it in there, it was Jacob's baby picture. That picture I had seen soI many times, the front cover of his blue baby book. My heart sank, Laurie had taken Jacob for a hair cut, it was pouring rain out. Laurie had changed ever since that night in Mexico, I had hope our talk the night before might have helped her. I couldn't reach my wife that night. I feared what was happening and out of my control. I picked up Jacob's baby book, the reality hit me like a tone of bricks. I ran to my phone and frantically calling Laurie's cell. She hung up, again and again I tried to reach her every time she declined my calls.
Two hours had passed, I got a phone call from the state troopers saying they where coming to see me. I still had no return calls from Laurie. I kept trying to get her on the phone. Now it was just ring until the voicemail would pick up. My heart sinks as the front door has knock at it, 2 state troopers and Duffy are at the door. Duffy looks like someone had ripped her heart out. The words are out of her mouth before I can say a thing.
Duffy says "Andy theres been an accident, Laurie and Jacob are in critical condition, they are being air lifted to the hospital."
I fall shaking to the ground screaming no. They drove me in the squad car to the emergency. When I get there I see the doctors, running around trying to help, save my wife and son. They walk me into a small private waiting room. Duffy stays with me in there, she's rubbing my back as a form of comfort.
Doctor number 1 enters, he comes into see me. He is a younger doctor, seems newly out of med school. He stays calm while talking with me. He has blonde hair, he looks to be around 6 feet tall and muscular build. He comes to me and informs me his name is Dr. Wilson, that he's in charge of Laurie's case. He tells me she will need surgery, that she had ruptured her spline in the accident. That she has some broken ribs a severe concussion, cuts, bruises and that in all she got very lucky.
"Mr. Barber, your wife will need to spend sometime here however, and with the bruising on her brain we may have to put her in medical coma, just until the bruising comes down." Dr. Wilson says.
"What does this all mean, is my wife going to be ok. Please save her I can't lose her do whatever you have to do." I plead with him.
"Andy, Laurie is a fighter and strong woman. She will be ok you and I both know that." Duffy assures me for support.
As I tossed in my sleep, my mind remembers this making me feel like it happening all over again. This one I couldn't escape at all. I'm up still shaking, I head downstairs again boxes still all over the house. The house still feeling empty as my wife and son still in the ICU department.
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The trial is over. They voted no bill. It was an accident I tell myself over and over. I grab a glass and some whiskey downing 3 glasses. Heading back upstairs to bed. I drift off to sleep again.
I'm lost again in my nightmares, this time it's worse. The second doctor enters the room. Looking like a ghost, the words escape the older mans mouth. He is short, grey haired, and looks like he done this his entire life.
"Mr. Barber, I'm Dr. Stevens, I'm in charge of your sons case. I'm going to do everything in my power to save your son." He says.
"Jacob is in critical condition, it's touch and go." "He did flatline we where able to revive him. However his injuries, are extensive, Jacob is in a coma and it's a waiting game from her on out." the doctor says.
I hear him speak, but I'm numb from the pain, my son, I could lose him. I spent his entire life protecting him. I spent the last year fighting for his innocence. I knew in my heart all along Jacob was innocent even in a moment of minor weakness I knew my son. I would always protect him. I just never thought the last person I had to protect Jacob from was his own mother. I woke up screaming again from the nightmare
"NO, it's was a fucking accident, she loves her son, she loves me, our family, Laurie would never ever hurt Jacob.' I yelled at my fucked up subconscious.
Again I head downstairs to the mess in the kitchen this time I grab the bottle and headed back upstairs, drinking enough to pass out, praying the overthinking would stop. I knew my son, I knew my wife. Neither of them would hurt anyone I said just as i passed out finally in the the only bed I sleep in every night. I pass out in Jacob's bed.
