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We Know The Dril

Lip’s Pov.
I walked into the psych ward to pick up Parker. God I’m gonna be glad to see that little fucker again.

“Hey” I greeted Fiona and Ian as I walked in.

“Hey” they nodded.

“I can't believe we’re back here” I sighed, sitting down.

“I know. It makes me wanna throw up” Fiona groaned.

“Yeah” I nodded “So you still married?” I asked Fiona

“I think so” she sighed looking at her ring “I’m not sure. Gus is silent, and you know how good I do with silence” she chuckled dryly

“Right yeah” I sighed.

 “Silence in our house usually means someone’s stopped breathing” Ian sighed as well 

“Exactly. Anyway he’s going on tour for a while so… I dunno. Maybe it’s a good thing” she shrugged “You figure out tuition?” she asked.

“No, no I got an idea though” I nodded 

“Is it an idea that could land you in jail?” Ian asked.

I just shrugged. We sighed. When is our family gonna catch a break?

“You’re here for Prudence Gallagher?” a lady asked.

“Yeah” we all nodded getting up.

“Come with me” the lady beckoned, we followed her 

“I thought Mickey would be here” Ian noticed

“Yeah? I didn’t” Fiona grumbled.

Fuck, what happened to them?

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“Bipolar 1, acute mania with psychotic features. This means-

“No we, know what it means” I cut the lady off.

“Can we take her home?” Ian asked.

“I understand that there’s a family history and that this diagnosis is difficult to hear, but I do need to go over a few specifics as regards to Prudence”

“Parker” Ian corrected.

“Excuse me?” the lady asked.

“She doesn’t like the name Prudence, we all call her Parker” Ian explained.

“Right, well, Parker, is resisting her diagnosis. We had to make med compliance requirement for her release”

“Alright so what, you’re saying we need to hold her down and make her take her meds?” I asked.

“Well I’m saying that it will take her meds about two weeks to really start working. Until then yes, I am suggesting she be carefully supervised. I’m giving you a one weeks supply of antipsychotics, mood stabilizers and sedatives” she handed us the pills “She needs to take one pill from each bottle, with food, three times a day. You have, a week to get her to a psychiatrist, if she’s insured and-

“Or a clinic if she’s not, which she’s not” Fiona cut her off “We know the drill”

“Don’t be surprised if she mostly sleeps until her meds are properly balanced. Parker should be here shortly” the lady finished, packing up her stuff “Good luck”

With that she walked out.

“Fuck” I sighed.

“Yeah” Ian nodded.

Suddenly the door was opened and we saw Parker.

“Hey, hi baby” Fiona smiled, pulling her into a hug.

“Hey short stack” Ian smiled, doing the same.

I walked up, pulling her into a hug as well.

“You ready?” I asked.

She nodded and we took off home. Where hopefully there will be no, bad, things… aw fuck it. We’re Gallaghers, shit’s only gonna get worse.

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