White. That was all Holly could make out. The last thing she could remember was leaning into Gail as she utterly broke at the end of her rambling and now she seemed to be somewhere entirely different. It took Holly a while to discern her surroundings. Holly couldn't make out if this was Nirvanaland or not. They had their twisted rules - but this wasn't one of them she had known of. All Holly could make out was cool - almost stinging - steel against her back with a bright light which seemed to shine right on her face and Holly struggled with the bright white light till she realized she couldn't actually move. Suddenly it hit her.

She was on an examination table.

The sudden realization hit her hard and she would have jerked up right - if she could move her body.

All this was pretty traumatizing for her. The typical science-nerd she was - she had never stopped to consider how the victims she were examining would feel under the conditions she was forcing on them. The light of course was the most terrifying. Holly vowed that if she did become her old self at the end of all that seemed to be going on - she would definitely be more considerate with the light hereafter. If she ever got back to Earth, that is.

Who would have thought the damn light was so traumatizing.

Holly tried calming herself down - an activity she usually did by breathing(even in Nirvanaland) but here - her body refused to heed her desperate claims for some form of motion. Utter silence, cold metal on her skin, blinding light shoved in her face. Not exactly a heartening trio.

Anything. Just get the light away from my eyes!

Holly was now in full-on panic mode. Where the hell was she! What was going on? Was this some pound of flesh she had to pay now that she was finally united with Gail?

Holly was forcing every fiber of what she believed was her to move her body and just shove the bright light away.

What was going on?

After feeling she had fought for ages against the bright light, and just as Holly was on the verge of giving in to the excruciating torture she was being put through, Holly felt something rather odd.

She could feel time - speeding up? Slowing down? Going back? Forward? She couldn't realize what exactly was going on - but one thing was for certain - she could slowly feel herself again. She could feel her muscles, her skin - her breathing and most of all - her nerves seemed to shoot back to life -or so it seemed.

Squinting away from the bright light, Holly opened her eyes and saw exactly where she was.

It felt like someone had pressed pause on her life - because here she was - standing infront of the very SUV that was going to bash and kill her.

If dying once wasn't terrifying enough - reliving that critical moment in time was even more horrifying.

Was that what the white light was? Holly couldn't still comprehend why she was brought back to this moment - in the strange fashion she had been brought back.

Haven't I been tortured enough?

Holly had to wait - in desperation and patience for Gail - and now that she had her - was she going to be seperated from her again? Surely Nirvanaland wasn't that cruel.

Holly surveyed the scene around her, waiting for some sort of sign to show her what exactly she was supposed to do here. None arrived of course. That was how Nirvanaland worked. If there wasn't anything to say - there wasn't anyone to inform you of that. You just had to fumble through it yourself. Pretty much like life.

Moving away from the spot she had been standing, Holly was finally able to realize why her crash had been fatal. The SUV had appeared out of nowhere and was out-of-control and had thrown her against a wall. Holly hadn't been able to make that out thus far, after all - there weren't any scars or marks on her person that gave her any clue as to what really happened.

Standing in her new position, Holly tried to remember what exactly had happened at the moment, 30 years ago.

It surprised her that she couldn't remember the bright lights flashing infront of her, nor the pain of being crushed by this huge vehicle.

It was then Holly realized why exactly she had been brought back to this moment.

She realized her last thoughts as she faced death straight in the eye - hadn't been about forensic pathology or her job or any of the accolades she received in San Francisco.

Her final thought as a person had been of a certain blonde, snarky cop whom she had let slip past her fingers.

The surrounding switched again, as it was with Nirvanaland. She was back in the examination room, thankfully not as a corpse but as a fully clothed person. She seemed to be all alone in the laboratory. The first thing Holly did was turn off the bright examination light that was on. She wasn't going to put herself through that blinding light course again, if she could help it. As she did - she noticed some papers on the table. Surprised, she picked up the two pieces of paper that were.

One was her body tag, and Holly found it quite morbid experience to be holding her tag in her own hands. Next to her was a piece of decorated card - laced with pink roses and ribbons which read 5 simple words.

Do it right this time.

Holly could feel herself fading once again - for once she was confident she wasn't going back to Nirvanaland.Not this time.


What the!

If Holly thought psychological pain was bad - she had clearly forgotten about physical pain. Every inch of her body ached and she felt like crying out in pain. She tried to cough - only to find something was in her throat. Unable to control herself - she began to gag on what she knew was an intubation tube. She tried opening her eyes, but that wasn't as easy as she thought it to be. If she was back in the physical world, she was going to have to deal with quite a bit of physical obstacles henceforth.

Holly felt someone pull out the tube out of her mouth - and all of a sudden a rush of noise took over her. The bustle of people who seemed to be fussing over her, people exclaiming in joy, the rhythmic whirring of the various medical equipment about her, doctors probing her - checking her for any complications. Someone seemed to slowly calm her down and gave her a sip of water and after much difficulty - Holly managed to open her eyes.

"Do you know your name Miss?"

"Holly." Holly managed to reply in a throaty whisper, confusion taking over her brain.

Have I been asleep in a coma for 30 years? Didn't I sign a DNR?

"Do you know where you are?"

"No." Holly replied, trying to piece it all together.

"Brain function seems to be normal for now! Let's keep her on check" voices called out - and Holly gave into the confusion about her - too tired to make sense of all that seemed to be going on. She had done quite a bit of travelling through realms and was tired - yet grateful for it. Finally – she was getting the second chance she had begged for so gave into her thoughts, letting them take her over.

She was going to have to do it right this time. No matter what. Even if Gail scorned and admonished her - she was going to have to do it right this time.

After hours finally Holly felt like she could try and gain some insight on what was going on. Not realizing she had fallen asleep again - she woke up to find a nurse adjusting various I.V's.

"What happened?"

The nurse probably understood how confused Holly must have been - and began explaining it all as clearly as she could.

"You've been in a coma for 72 days. And though your chances weren't that great - they weren't too bad either. "

"Where is everyone?" Holly thought at least her parents would be there with her.

"They were at the courthouse when you woke up. They visited you when you were asleep."

"The courthouse?"

"Yeah, this blonde woman, Gail I believe, came in from Toronto I believe and challenged your DNR. Flimsy case - but she was willing to do anything to keep you alive for a few more days in the hopes you would wake up."

Holly, for the first time in ages - smiled.

"Oh, and she wanted me to leave you this " the nurse finished - taking out a small card and propping it on top of one of the nearby tables. The nurse then quickly ran off into a nearby room, hearing a bit of commotion outside.

Holly saw the card and if she could have - would have smiled the widest grin ever.

It was a familiar card - with pink roses and ribbons - which read different however.

"Get well soon, Lunchbox." Holly noticed that the 'Lunchbox' was added in Gail's hand and smiled.

Finally.