Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from A Walk to Remember. I just love them all very much.
A/N- This fic is in reference to the book, for those who have seen the movie and read the book know that they are completely opposite. For those who only saw the movie need to know this, the book took place in the 50's or some time like that, it was a good Christmas play that Jamie's father wrote not a Spring play, Landon's friends were never that mean to Jamie they just didn't hangout with her, Landon never dated one of his friends, Landon was the president of the Student Council, his parent's weren't divorced and he had no relationship with either parent, Jamie's father was really old, like in his eighties, Jamie gave Landon her mother's Bible and never had a book of quotes and Bible verses, and Landon was in the Theatre class because it would be a good sleeping class, he never got into serious trouble. I do love the movie, but I like the book much more. I would also like to dedicate this story to some of my best friends: psalm57, Roxanne Barnett, Bekkah (sorry, I don't know your fanfic name, but you haven't read the book or seen the movie so you shouldn't be reading this anyways), and svfanforlife. You guys are awesome and I love you all. But if the story sucks you can all pretend you don't know me and I'm some weird stalker. Please Enjoy!
"Landon, I love you," Jamie said looking deeply into Landon's eyes. She could tell it was nearing her end and she didn't want to leave anything unsaid. Landon held her hand as she lay on the hospital bed with tubes in her nose and arms. Silent tears fell down his cheek and he didn't bother to push them away. "Always remember that."
Landon squeezed her hand tighter and watched her. "I love you, too. I'll never forget," Land leaned over Jamie and then kissed her head. How would he go on without her? "You don't have to leave yet. Keep fighting. I know you can do it."
Jamie smiled and squeezed his hand more. "I'm ready to go Landon. It's time for me to see my mother and be with Christ. Don't be afraid of change, just let it come."
Landon laid his head on her stomach and listened to the sounds her insides made. They were comforting, when they stopped was when Landon would be frightened. "I'll love you forever."
Jamie was awake long enough to just hear that. Then she smiled, slowly closed her eyes, and made her journey to a better place.
The week went by as a blur to Landon. He couldn't remember crying at the funeral, because it hadn't sunk in yet. All he knew was that one morning he woke up gasping for air. He knew at that moment that he wouldn't see her again. She was gone and he would never hold her again, talk to her again, or even hold her hand. It was then that the tears came. They fell to quickly for him to handle. He couldn't feel his body, he didn't want to, because Jamie couldn't. Landon cried harder than he could have ever imagined, and when he had finally calmed himself two hours had passed and it was time for him to get to school. He had gotten into Med. School like he had wanted and was now working on a term paper on Leukemia. His professor had really helped him with his paper, pointing out options that he could do to elongate a person with the cancer's life, even if only for a month or two. Landon had always appreciated the support given to him from all of his teachers, who had found out about his wife and her illness when Landon introduced Jamie to them. They hated that such wonderful people had such a burden on their shoulders. Landon packed his bag full of books and left to get into the car his parents had given to him on his wedding day. He looked around the car and saw traces of Jamie, her purse, her tissues, and when he turned on the radio it was on the Christian music station that she enjoyed so much. Landon laughed as he read a note that she had written him, saying that she loved him and that she would need him to pick her up from the library. Landon put the note into the glove compartment so he couldn't see it anymore. He pulled out of the driveway and drove to his college. They lived in a small cozy house an hour away from the school, so they could have their privacy. They still were in North Carolina, but they had moved away from their hometown so they could get away from the talk.
Landon quietly let more tears fall as he thought about a time that he and Jamie had ridden in that car. It was their one-year wedding anniversary, and Jamie was five months pregnant. Landon had always felt guilty for getting Jamie pregnant, he knew it was dangerous, but he wanted her to be with him when she was gone and a baby was a way to remind him of her. They had named their daughter Elisha. Elisha had stayed with his parents while Jamie was in the hospital and they had offered to keep her for a while after the funeral so Landon could adjust. The fact was Landon really wanted his daughter then. He missed her so much and he couldn't stand not having her there. Before he knew it, Landon was parked in his normal spot at the college. He could see all of his friends and teachers, they were happy and laughing; something that seemed so foreign to him at that moment. Landon grabbed his books and placed his hand on the door, slowly wiping the fresh tears from his face. Then stepped out and began his day.
"Mr. Carter, can I speak to you a moment?" Mr. McCoy said as the rest of his class headed out of the door.
Landon heaved a heavy sigh and went to his professor's desk. "Yes, sir?"
Mr. McCoy looked at him for a while and started to clean his glasses with his shirt. Then slowly placed them back on his head and looked back to the young broken boy. "Mr. Carter, my wife wants you to stop by our house, she has made a delicious apple pie and some fried chicken for you and your daughter. When do you think would be a good time for you to stop by?"
Landon sighed. It was a huge tradition in the south to feed a family who had lost some one so they wouldn't have to worry about cooking. Mostly fried chicken was given and occasionally a few deserts, but mostly they would give you your weight in chicken. "I'm sorry, sir. Not to be disrespectful, but I don't want your pity chicken. I have enough."
With that Landon left the old man and ran to his car. He was going to be able to pick up Elisha today and he couldn't wait. His daughter was his pride and joy, he loved to hold her and just hug her. Landon found himself speeding towards his parent's home and then quickly retreated and went the speed limit, only to find himself getting faster and faster. He pulled into his parent's driveway and walked calmly to the door. He could hear Elisha laughing inside and it made his heart ache; it was Jamie's laugh. He heard footsteps and the doorknob turned revealing his mother.
"Hi, Landon. Come on in," She opened the door wider and Landon walked in. "I was just done feeding Elisha, if you want I can get you something."
"As long as it's not fried chicken," Landon said picking his daughter up from her bassinet that was resting in the kitchen. He gently patted Elisha's back as she quietly made her gurgling baby noises. Landon smiled at kissed his daughter's head gently. He had missed her so much. He remembered the day God had given her to him. He had been so nervous he could hardly stand still. But for some reason when the doctor put her in his arms his nerves settled and he felt he had known the angel in his arms all of his life instead of the few seconds that was reality. He remembered Jamie smiling at him and watching her creation resting in his arms. Landon walked over to his tired wife's side and leaned over for her to see Elisha. Jamie played with her feet and held her hand, but was too weak to hold the precious girl in her arms. Landon blinked the tears from his eyes and looked at his watch. He gave his mother a fake excuse for not being able to stay for supper and collected Elisha's things as quickly as he could with his mother's help.
"I'm sorry you can't stay. Do you want me to pack some of the supper so you can have it when you get home?" Landon's mother said as they placed Elisha's car seat in its position in the back seat.
"I'm fine mom. I love you, tell Dad I said the same," with that Landon kissed his mother's cheek and drove out of the drive way towards his home.
A/N- What do you think? If you don't like then I understand and I won't write anymore, but please like it! Hey, I have a crazy idea, now that you're done reading, you should go give it a review so I know how you feel, because my mind powers are not fully developed yet.