She thought she had seen Jack stir slightly as she'd begged, through her tears for him to come back to her, but she knew realistically that it was just her imagination willing him to move, to give her a sign that he could hear her, that he was going to wake up. Nurses had been in and out all day, telling her that there was very little change; each had told her to go home, but she'd ignored all their entreaties, she knew that Jack would want her here, she knew that somehow he could hear her…she knew that her own heart would never let her leave his side.

As soon as he had seen and heard her say his name it was as though he had always known it.

Jackson Samuel Hudson.

Even when the smiling woman had called him Jackson nothing had clicked, but now things were beginning to come together. Feeling the angel next to him take his hand in her own, he realised that none of the other people he had seen had seemed sad, or wanted to help as much as she did… but then again she was an angel!

As she held tightly on to his hand he could see pain in her eyes and he willed it to go away. Over and over again he could hear her whisper, "Come back to me Jack, don't leave me, please. Please come back to me." His head felt dizzy as each time she spoke he was sure he could hear a thousand angels singing a sweet melody to him, and yet each harmonious song seemed to make his heart pang, and once again that feeling, that tugging on his heart had returned.

"Can you help me home?" He asked her, he didn't know where the question had come from, and even as he asked he wondered where that might mean going. Placing an arm around him she helped him to his feet, his dizziness making it hard to stand alone. Slowly the pair seemed to float along through the mist heading, he hoped, for any place that would take the pain out of her eyes.

They seemed to walk for hours, their surroundings still seemed unchanged, and Jack began to think perhaps they weren't moving at all. These fears were silenced however when in the distance he eventually saw a tiny dot, and something within him told his heart that's where they needed to head. Though the light began to fade, and he knew night was falling they continued on, the angel beside him lighting his way. It seemed that though her glowing hair and eyes gave off much of the light, each time she spoke the surroundings were completely illuminated, encouraging him to keep going… he knew there was no choice, this wasn't where he belonged, he needed to make his way home.

Would you hold my hand
If I saw you in heaven
Would you help me stand
If I saw you in heaven
I'll find my way, through night and day
Cause I know I just can't stay
Here in heaven

She had sat by his bedside all day. Holding his hand, speaking words of encouragement to him - though she was told by many that it would not help - she simply refused to give up hope. As the light had flooded in and out of the hospital room she had stayed close to his side, praying that he would come home soon.

As night fell, she couldn't fight off hunger or sleep any longer. Gently placing his hand on the side of his bed she told the nurses at the nurses' station that she was just going for some food then she would be back. Her plan was to once again eat and sleep in his room.

In this mysterious place, there seemed to be no concept of time, but somehow Jack felt like they had been walking for hours. The only things that gave him hope was the sight of the dot in the distance getting closer and closer and the strength of a thousand angels singing out through just one.

As their surroundings became darker and darker, he felt the grip she had held onto him with begin to slip. Time it seemed was beginning to catch up with him and suddenly he could feel a weight upon his shoulders, it pushed him onto his knees, where she let go of him completely and quickly moved back the way they had just come, so much faster than he could travel. He felt a pain that seared through his heart, as if her sudden absence had caused it to break. On his hands and knees he tried to reach out to her, to call her, to beg her, "Please, please come back!"

In the empty room that Sue had just left, a nurse entered to close the blinds and fill the water jug. She knew that Sue would probably come back and want to sleep, so she placed a pillow on her chair, hoping it would give some small comfort. She finished checking his chart and machines then turned and left the room.

As she reached the door, unseen by the back of her head, Jacks arm stretched out and his fingers moved.

Time can bring you down
Time can bend your knee
Time can break your heart
Have you begging please
Begging please

As quickly as she had disappeared, the angel returned, and although she no longer filled his ears with her harmonious melodies, just her comfort pushed him forward. As he got closer, he saw that the dot he had seen so long ago was in fact a door. He squeezed her hand and pulled her wanting to reach the door as fast as he could. Once again he could hear the choir of mourning angels, willing him to come home.

"I love you Jack, I can't live without you, and you promised me last time we were here that you would look after yourself that you would always come back to me. Come home Jack. Please come home."

Once again, this time without kissing her, just it seemed from hearing her words, he could taste her tears, and he couldn't bare her sadness.

Moving faster and faster towards the door finally he came to an abrupt stop. They had reached the door. Her entreaties that he come home to her continued as he stared at the door; for a moment a seed of doubt suggested that he could stay here…where everything he wanted seemed to appear at once, where at first he had felt such a peace; but as he looked at the angel beside him, he knew that if he stayed, she would have to stay with him.

Though he still didn't know where he was, he knew that pain and suffering didn't belong here; neither did her tears. Slowly he pushed on the door…

Beyond the door
There's peace I'm sure.
And I know there'll be no more...
Tears in heaven

Sue lifted her head up from her arms, she was sure she had felt him pull on her hand this time, still she had sworn he'd done it a thousand times already in the last hour, and each time the nurses had assured her there was no change. And yet there it was again…

Slowly but surely different parts of his body seemed to move and twitch as if begging to be allowed to stretch out and be used.

"Nurse, nurse! He's waking up, I'm sure of it…"

Jack began to stir more and more, his whole body moving this way and that. The nurse walked in slowly, a stern look upon her face, "I've told you before Sue, I know you want him to wake up…but the doctors say it is unlike…"

At first, the nurse thought that she too was imagining things, but Jack had now begun to move with such a force that no one could miss it! Calling other nurses in to help her, she began pulling back Jacks bed clothes and tried to keep him still. Sue couldn't believe her eyes; he was coming back to her… Jack was waking up.

"Jack! Grabbing the hand she had let go of only when the nurse entered the room, she slowly stroked his face, eventually he calmed down and began to move his lips. "He's mumbling" said one of the nurses when Sue looked at them for clarification.

"Sue." There was a word she recognised instantly, he was calling for her.

"I'm here Jack, I'm right here.

Opening his eyes, Jack saw the angel from his dreams, "Sue, I came home to you…"

Sue took the glass of water one of the nurses offered her and slowly placed it at Jacks lips allowing him to take a sip. After a few moments, he seemed to have calmed down, "I'm so happy you came back Jack."

Jack looked at her beautiful face for a moment then answered, "I had to. I don't belong in heaven, I belong wherever you are."

Cause I know I don't belong Here in heaven.

It is hard to know who we really are, though hiding ourselves has bought us far. Would people know your name, if in heaven you met, or would you be so easy to forget? How would they describe the person you've become, would the answers make you glum? Would they say you had a heart of gold, could the truth ever be told? Have you given your heart to someone you cherish, for they will be ones who keep your memory living on, they will be the ones that will never let you perish.

And what about the man at the beginning of our story, would you give him all the glory? Who he be familiar to you, would you know he was true? What would be his name… would his love be lost in vain?

Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven
Would you be the same
If I saw you in heaven.

AN - Thank you so much for reading this. I know it is a little bit different but I was inspired a long time ago by a challenge to use the lyrics of the beautiful Eric Clapton song, Tears in Heaven. He penned the song himself after his young (I think maybe he was 3) passed away. If you don't know the song, do go and have a listen it is hauntingly beautiful. The lyrics used in the story are underlined.

Please do leave me some reviews...that would be lovely, whether you loved it or hated it, let me know! :-)

(Normally I would bribe, but well it doesn't seem right after such a soppy fic! lol You can erm, Nurse Jack back to health now he's finally woken up?)