If only I could say it.
Being a telepath was awesome to some extent. But this, this is what hurt more than anything. Charlie was laying here motionless in the bed and there was nothing I could do. All the training in the world had not saved her from this path. She was dying on me.
"Charlie, what can we do?" I asked. I only wanted to scream at her for getting herself in this predicament in the first place.
"Nothing, Toby. You have to let me go."
My head shot up to her face.
"What... No... I won't do that. You have to stay here. I can't lose you too." That did come out as a yell. It was nice of Olivia to have gotten us a private room so that we could talk to each other and really not be disturbed.
"You know I want to, Toby. I would give anything right now to just get up and attack the person who shot at me. Not just for your protection but because they were truly after you."
I had never let the words ever escape my mouth. The words that I had only ever said to my mother. The same three words that were the last ones that I ever spoke to her. And she was dead. Everyone around me was dying literally. Was it me? Was I the cancer that was spreading amongst my friends? The thoughts came too rapidly to my head as I thought about everything that I had done.
Those thoughts hit my brain as I tried to wrap my head around the meaning of all of them until something from Charlie's mind snapped me back into reality.
"Good bye Toby. Thanks for everything."
The machines attached to her went blank, sending out a streamline sound that could almost pierce your eardrums.
For too long had I tried to say those three words and now they were coming out of my mouth without my permission.
"I love you, Charlie."
That was it. I turned off the machines and walked out of the room resting my head on the door. What was I going to do now? I couldn't stay here. There was no way I would ever work here again for as long as I lived. My life was here yes but this is not where I wanted to be at the moment. This place had gotten the girl I loved, Man there's that word again, killed.
I gasped as I thought about how real that phrase truly was. The girl, the woman that I loved was laying dead in the bed behind this door and it was my fault.
I took off running out of the hospital. I had to get out of here and see where this would take me. But staying here might be a must because my life was here. And I had to catch the people who killed Charlie.
A/N: Okay guys I know it is short. But it is only supposed to be a one shot. It was just an idea I had about the show. Hope you enjoyed it, Review and let me know what you thought either way.