A.N: I do not own Adventure Time. I mean i wish i did but i do not.
Bubblegum's P.O.V
"I should have gone with her." I said trying to hold the tears back. It has been three weeks since the accident that left Marceline in a coma.
"Bubblegum, you can't blame yourself. You didn't know that there would be a rock slide." Finn said slowly. I try to take these words to heart but it's nearly impossible to because the person who stole my heart is stuck in a coma.
"Yeah, Finn's right! Plus if you went with her you would have been exactly where she is now." Jake said gesturing towards Marceline. I nod as I look away from Marceline, trying to keep the tears from escaping.
"Can I be alone for a bit?" I ask as the tears escape. I feel Finn pat my shoulder as him and Jake leave the room. I grab Marceline's hand as I let the sobs escape. "I'm sorry Marcy. I am so sorry. I love you so much." I say through the sobs. I yelp as I suddenly feel a hand on my shoulder.
"I am so very sorry to startle you." The doctor says. I give him a weak smile as he continues. "She really is lucky to be alive. She is fully recovered and will be released 24 hours after her awakening. She suffered a very bad blow to the head as you know so we don't know how she will be once she wakes up but we can hope for the best." He says with a smile.
"Thank you." I say very timidly as he walks out of the room.
"Did you hear the Marcy; you're going to be okay." I say with a sniffle. I squeeze her hand and lay my head down on her chest. The rise and fall of her chest soon rocks me to sleep.
I am suddenly woken up by Finn and Jake shaking me. "Guys what do you want?" I ask angrily.
"Look." Jake says. I turn my head and my heart skips a beat as I see Marceline's eyes open.
"Marcy…" I whisper as she turns her head towards me. "Do you know who you are?" I ask slowly. She clears her throat before she speaks.
"Yeah, I'm Marceline the vampire queen." She says. I never realized how much I missed her voice until now.
"Yes that is you." I say with a smile, I have never been happier to have my Marcy back.
"And who are you?" She asks cautiously.