Author's Notes; A collection of Kandrew one-shots, and little drabble-y things. Some sad and angsty, or fluffy and happy, or totally A/U, but all are inspired by songs. Comments and reviews please?? ;D

Your Guardian Angel.

She can still see his lifeless body on the bed, tubes and wires leading to various machines scattered around the sterile room.

This vision is etched on her mind.

She can still hear the deafening sound of the machine when his heart stopped beating. It rings in her ears at night, when she can not sleep.

This sound will never leave her.

She can still feel his cold hand against hers, as she held it, praying that he'd make a full recovery and soon, they'd be happy as they once were.

But this was reality, not a fairytale.

She can still feel the pain she felt as tears fell from her eyes, as the doctors pulled her away and took her into a separate room.

Now, she stares down at his grave.

She never got to say goodbye, not properly. She never got to tell him how much she loved him, one last time.

She holds an envelope between her fingers.

It was given to her by one of the doctors at the hospital, who claimed it was found between Andrew's belongings.

It's been a week now, and as she stands infront of his grave, at his funeral, she finally decides to read it.

She cries and she reads the words,

"Your guardian angel. Always."

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