Pony: Warning: Contains spoilers through the season 2 finale.

Poneh: Written in Denny's point of view as he reflects on his final moments.

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Heaven

'I believe in Heaven." When I said those words to her, I really meant them. I was down low. I didn't want to face the fact that I may die, so instead I put my faith in those words, but I didn't want to go there. I enjoyed life before I was stuck in the hospital. I had friends and a family. But I didn't have Her. The right person we all strive to find.

The first time I saw Izzie Stevens I knew she was Her. I can't really say how, but it might have been the look in her eye. The 'I don't give a damn' way she regarded Alex. She was everything I was lacking in that moment. She was life and beauty and spirit. I knew she was for me.

I also knew I was dying. That's why I never called her after I left that first time. I couldn't bring myself to hurt her. Association with me would only lead to breaking her spirit, chaining her life to something so much less then she was worth. But when I came back, it started all over again.

I thought she had turned to Alex, but I knew it couldn't be true. He loved her, I could tell that. But she was mine. From the moment I saw her, she had taken my heart. I was ready to do anything for her. She convinced me to do many things, she convinced me to live again.

When she suggested making my heart worse, I hesitated only for a minute, but I knew she wouldn't let me die. I had never had to trust another human with my life before. Sure I had been in surgeries, but I hadn't let another person hurt me to get there. But the thing was, it didn't even hurt. Not even when I gasped for breath, praying against all odds my failing heart could keep pumping. It didn't hurt, because every time it started, I would just look at Izzie and she would smile and tell me how it would be fine. I believed in her.

I don't know why I proposed, but I didn't regret it even once the surgery was over and I had a new heart; a new lease on life. I hadn't fallen in love with the woman who was saving my life, I had fallen in love with Izzie Stevens.

Dying didn't hurt much. A flash of pain, and then nothing. I heard the monitor flat line before I slipped away. I tried like hell to hold on, to just wait for Izzie to get there – I knew she would wake me up. I remembered my rash words. "I believe in heaven." But what I didn't realize was Izzie Stevents was my Heaven. And now I'm trapped forever without heaven.


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