Set during and after the episode airing 6/5/17, a grief councillor (my OC) accompanies the PCSO to hear the Voicemail that Ethan found left by Cal.
The scene starts after she has heard the voicemail. Ethan is holding Cal's belongings.
'Hi, Ethan. My name's Scott."
Ethan does not reply. Nor does he look away from the envelope he is holding containing what is left of his brother.
It's weird how an entire life can fit in an envelope like this. The see through window glares at him. Showing him what he's lost. And yet, he can't look away.
"I'm a bereavement councillor Scott continues.
This Scott now kneels next to Ethan, but he can't recall exactly how he got there.
"I've just been to see Cal…"
His brothers name exactly how it should be said. He listened.
Ethan looks directly at Scott. The first time he'd looked at anyone since….
"I erm…". Ethan stutters, wiping a tear from her cheek.
"I don't need a councillor". His voice breaking, for a minute he tries to decide whether he's lying or not.
He looks away.
Breathe. Just breathe. No matter how many times he repeated this, he just couldn't seem to follow his own instructions.
"Look Ethan. There's no shame in needing help."
Ethan laughs nervously. If he doesn't he knows he'll loose it again.
'Look I'm going to leave you my number" Scott says, as he scribbles on the top of a pad of sticky notes on the desk. "If you need me. You call. Anytime okay?"
Scott somehow knows that Ethan won't reply. He waits a moment before placing a hand on Ethan's knee. Ethan shudders at this sudden contact. Pulling away. The tears start to fall silently.
Scott stands. He walks out of the room. Followed by the others. Ethan no longer knows exactly who is in the room or what anyone is saying. It doesn't matter. None of it matters now.
Someone different kneels next to him as he succumbs to the pain. The sobs controlling him now. He falls into the arms of the person sitting beside him. He doesn't recognise them. But he knows they'll hold him and in that moment that's all he needs.