So, I just have a few things I have to say first. I know there aren't a whole lot of FanFics about Ken, so I figured I'd make at least the beginning of this one about him (But will be adding in a Maltara later, promise.) You might have noticed that I started writing in first person, and my explanation for this is I'm trying something new since I always write in third person or omnipresent P.o.V. Also, I'm sorry if the beginning is a little boring, as I'm introducing an O.C., and need to get in some character development in for her and establish her and Ken's relationship. I'll try to get to the main story line soon though, so I'm sorry if you think the beginning is boring.
Mal Fallon
None of us knew where Ken would disappear to for hours at a time. Or why he didn't go anywhere with us anymore, or why he often came in late to work, looking tired. He would leave at odd times, simply opening up his cell phone and receiving a text. He'd glance worriedly at his phone, then looking straight to where Captain Yeong was standing or opening up her office door and saying something we couldn't hear. She would either respond with a knowing glance or nod, and Ken would leave. This happened increasingly often, and we had know idea where he would go. We often questioned Captain Yeong about it, but she would sternly state that it wasn't her place to answer these questions. That Ken would tell us in his own time. This worried us, especially when he came walking in one day wearing a hospital bracelet. Especially when he ignored our questions towards it, and refused to take it off.
Ken Greene
Once again I was going to Annie. I had only told one person about her, and that wasn't my choice. I couldn't keep Captain Yeong in the dark, she was the only reason I was allowed to leave if Annie asked me to come. And Annie didn't want anyone to know about her, she didn't want pity from strangers. I wish every day I could have done things differently, that maybe I had seen the signs sooner. I met Annie about a month ago, watching as she was taking pictures near a crime scene. At first I went to tell her off, thinking she was taking pictures of the scene. I later learned she was a photographer, that she was taking pictures of a nearby beach for a tourist pamphlet. I'm not sure what about her told me this, but I knew I could spend forever seeing her dark green eyes. That something about her was knowing, as if her eyes could see into the inner-workings of anyone's mind. That she was different from anyone I'd ever talked to. We started talking, and he found that within in a short week I cared for this woman more than anyone before her. Within that week I was dating Annie Bloom, and all seemed right with the world. But there was something wrong with Annie. She had bruises and she said they had no idea how they got there. She cut dates short, saying she was tired all the time. She always acted as if she were very sick. In one week I already hated seeing her like that, even though she said she had been like this for a long time. I insisted she go to the doctors. She promised she would, and called me after I was coming home from work one day. I was worried, her tone was so serious. Annie, who saw the beauty and potential in a rusty swing set sounded like she was near tears. I met her by the strip of beach where we had met, and she had handfuls of pamphlets as if she were opening a bank account. I was surprised how calm she was when she handed me the pamphlet with the three words that changed her life. 'Acute lymphocytic leukemia'.
"They said I have six months to live" she explained calmly "That the cancer has gone too far, and it's become terminal".
I knew I was trying to reason with not her, but with fate as I said "Six months is a long time. They can give you chemotherapy, there's still a chance".
Her eyes were hollow as she said "The doctors told me I have six months to live. I disagree". I looked up at her, ready to hear that I might have a little bit longer with her. That there was hope for the person I had fallen in love with so quickly. Then she added "I don't think I have that long". That was when the world came crashing down. That was why I was going to visit a dying woman. Why I was going to see Annie.
