(Jack's POV)

I went to the cafe Monday morning to walk Elizabeth to school. Last Friday, she wasn't at the saloon because she wasn't feeling well. I was going to visit, but Abigail had said it wasn't a good time. So here I was, inside of Abigail's cafe, waiting for Elizabeth.

"Elizabeth? You up there?" I called up the stairs. She was probably wanting to make a grand entrance.

"Coming." She descended down the stairs like a goddess. Her curly brown hair flowed down her back like a waterfall.

I gave Elizabeth a kiss on the cheek and held her hand. Usually, she'd blush right up… But something seemed off about her today.

We got towards the saloon and Elizabeth squeezed my hand. "Can we talk for a minute?"

"Sure?" What did she need to tell me? Did she not love me?

We sat down on a bench outside of the saloon. Nobody was really in town yet, so it was private.

"Jack, I…" Elizabeth looked down at her lap and then looked back up with tears in her eyes. "I'm sick…I have… cancer."

Cancer. I'd heard of that before through word of mouth. Not many people got it, but there was no cure… It hit me- no cure. Elizabeth was going to die.

Elizabeth started to cry and I pulled her into me and held her close. "It'll be okay… Shhh… We'll be okay, I'm not leaving you."

After a few minutes and some sniffles, Elizabeth stood up. "I'd better go inside, the kids will be here soon… And they're not gonna teach themselves." She turned around for a moment and looked back at me. "We'll talk about this more later, okay?"

"Okay." I headed back to the County Jail and noticed that Rip was asleep. I sat down at my desk, as the tears overcame me and I began to cry.