It's finally here! The official ending to this story. I am so happy I was finally able to update for you guys. I hope you enjoy. And remember to keep an eye out for my newest story to be named later. I'm working on it now and I won't post it until I know i can post chapters regularly.

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The doctor turned and put Mitchie's brain scans on the light up screen that was located on the back wall. I remained in my seat not knowing what to expect. He turned to me when he was finished. He attempted to explain what he was showing me but it all went over my head so I just stared at him blankly pretending like I was listening.

"The first scan is Mitchie's scan from when she arrived. The dark coloring is inactivity which led us to believe there was brain damage." He said pointing to the scan he was talking about with his pen. He then pointed to the scan on the first scan's right side. "This scan is the one we just performed a couple of hours ago."

I stared at the scan for a moment. I was confused. "There's nothing there."

"Exactly. This is what a healthy brain looks like." He put up a third scan. It looked almost exactly like the second. "We don't know how. We don't know why. We just know that Alex, your girlfriend's brain is completely healthy. You have yourself a little miracle on your hands."

"Oh my God." I whispered. My hand went to my mouth as tears welled up yet again. 'Not a little miracle, a big miracle.' I thought.

I was in shock but I was the happiest I had been in what seemed like an eternity. After I collected myself, I made my way back to Mitchie's room. I was once again in a daze as I made my way down the narrow hallways. At least this time, it wasn't because of despair. I was finally getting my Mitchie back. Before I left, I was told that since there was no damage, the amnesia was more likely temporary now than not.

I opened the door to Mitchie's room to find her still asleep. A nurse was also in the room and it seemed she had just finished looking over Mitchie's vitals when she turned to face me. She smiled slightly has she saw me and for once I was able to smile slightly back.

"I just took her off the sedation. It could take another thirty minutes to an hour before she completely wakes up though."

I nodded my as the nurse left the room. I walked over to Mitchie and kissed her on the forehead.

"The doctor said you're getting better, Mitch. Just have to work on getting your memory back now." I whispered to her sleeping form. "I'll be back when you wake up." I continued to whisper. I kissed her forehead again and walked back out of the room.

I had decided to use the time I had waiting for Mitchie to wake up to find about the woman I had seen before. I went around to every near by room for about 30 minutes but every person I spoke to said they had never seen or heard of the woman I described. I was feeling discouraged as I arrived to the last room that was to the right of Mitchie's. I really needed to get back to my girl but I was started to feel desperate. I wanted no I needed to know about this woman. It just couldn't be possible that no one around here had never seen this woman, right? I walked into the room I just spoke of and was quickly greeted by it's occupant.

"Well hello there, sweetheart." The person said when they saw me.

I smiled. "Hello Mabel." Mabel is an older woman that I met a while back. She was in her seventies and was here because she fell and broke her hip over a month ago. She had to have surgery and has been in recovery ever since. Since she's right next door, I visit often, well when she doesn't have company of her own anyway. Usually, I would be or I had been crying when I came by. She was very wise and usually had me at least half smiling by the time I left her room.

"It's good to see you smiling for real Alex. Something good must have happened with Mitchie." Yes she knew a lot about Mitchie and who she was to me. I told her from the beginning that I had a girlfriend and she was very supportive from the start. When she saw my surprise toward her support, she laughed and said, "Not all olden day people are closed minded pricks." I couldn't help but to smile a little at that.

I nodded vigorously to the older lady's observation. "It's a miracle Mabel. She no longer has signs of damage."

"Oh glory day!" Mabel exclaimed. "That's amazing news, Alex." I grinned widely. "Is that why you came by to visit me today?" She asked then.

"No, ma'am." I shook my head. "I have something I want to ask you.

"Come sit." She patted a spot on her bed next to her. "What do you have on your mind?" She furrowed her brown eyebrows just below her greying hair-line.

I went to sit next to her and told her all about what had happened with Mitchie. Then I told her about my strange visit with the woman no one knew about.

"And every person I visit has no idea who the woman is. No one around here as seen her before. I figured someone had to have seen her. Not just anyone goes to a hospital just to give words of hope. Someone has to know something right? The weirdest thing also happened when we finished speaking. When I turned around to thank her, she was gone. It was like she had never been there."

Mabel looked at me intently as I explained everything. When I finished, she had her fingers wrapped around her chin like she was thinking. "Hmmm. Let me ask you something Alex."

"Ok."

"After she spoke with you, did things start getting better with Mitchie?"

"Well other than the panic attack, yes. I got the results about Mitchie's MRI not long after."

"Ah yes." She said like I just confirmed something for her, like she knew something I didn't. "You want to know what I think Alex?"

"What?" I asked confused.

"I think you were visited by a guardian angel."

"An-an angel?" I whispered.

She nodded. "She saw you needed words of hope so she came to you to give you just what you needed. She did give you what you needed, yes?

I nodded slowly and she smiled. "That explains it then. It's also why you never saw her leave or heard her approach you. She didn't have to make a sound or leave. She just vanished."

"Wow."

"Amazing, isn't it?"

"Very."

After visiting with Mabel, things seemed to make a lot more sense. Everything that had happened had definitely been a miracle and now I knew how. I smiled to myself as I walked next door. I walked in to find Mitchie awake.

"Alex." She whispered.

Mitchie's P.O.V (before the panic attack)

The girl I knew only as Alex was slowly falling asleep next to me. Since I woke up, she never left my side unless she had to. It was odd to me but I enjoyed the company so I never complained. After a moment, I dozed off myself but I really wish I hadn't.

It was late afternoon. I was driving a car. There was another car I front of me. As we stopped at a red light, I soon realized I was looking at myself driving the second car. It was like I was someone else watching me.

The second the light turned green, the car in front of me, my car I guess, sped off. The car I was driving sped off as well. We were hitting high speeds of over 80 miles an hour but we didn't seem to care. We sped by a sign that warned of a sharp curve ahead. This won't end well. I wanted to stop. I was stomping the breaks with my foot but the car kept going. I looked behind me and my passengers were laughing and hollering. I wanted to scream at them that this was no laughing matter but when I opened my mouth to scream nothing came out. I began to panic. I wanted to jump out but the door wouldn't open. We approached the curve and I saw in front of me with horror, my car losing control.

I opened my mouth again to scream. Something finally came out. "Mitchie!" I heard Dallas' voice instead of my own. Then there was a flash and suddenly I was me in my car as it continued to spin out of control. I screamed loudly as the car began to flip. Before I could stop it, my head hit the windshield mid flip and everything went black.

I awoke breathing heavily but before I could catch my breath, my crash flashed in my head again and my chest began to tighten. I began to panic again. I couldn't breathe! My heart monitor got louder by the second. Alex awoke next to me but before I could grab her hand to help me, she was dragged out of my room by a couple of doctors. Another doctor rushed into the room to check my monitor. An oxygen mask was thrown over my face. I was told I was having a panic attack. That didn't help me at all knowing that information. I had never had one before as far as I knew. I panicked more and thrashed trying to breathe. A nurse rushed over and I felt a needle go into my arm. My heart rate slowed and I was starting to be able to breath again. I calmed down then I was asleep.

I was awakened by the sound of my door opening. The raven haired girl walked in. Wait a minute, I know her. That's my girlfriend. I wanted to yell out in excitement.

"Alex!" It came out in a whisper instead.

"Mitchie, you're awake!" She responded. There was a light in her eyes I had never seen before. I had to tell her, I wanted to tell her now. My excitement caused my heart monitor to spike a little.

"Mitch, calm down. Don't get yourself worked up again." She said calmly putting a hand on my arm. Oh my gosh, her loving touch I hadn't felt in so long. Well, it seemed that way anyway. I instantly calmed to her touch. "Mitch, what's going on?" She asked noting my excitement.

"I remember." I was still talking in a low tone so Alex had to lean in just to be able to hear me.

"What?"

"I remember." I repeated. "Alex, I remember everything."

"Oh my god." She choked. She started to cry. "When? When did you remember?"

"My panic attack earlier was caused by a nightmare I had. It was about the accident. I was Dallas, then at the end I was myself in the crash. When you walked in just now, I knew who you were."

Alex began to cry harder. "Your back Mitchie. I was beginning to think you weren't going to come back to me but here you are." I wiped away her tears with my thumb.

"I'm back baby and I'm never going anywhere again." I leaned in slowly and lightly brushed my lips on hers. She was shocked at first but leaned back in and kissed me again. There seemed to be a desperation in the kiss like she thought she'd never be able to do this again and she probably did think that at one time. She kept it soft and slow though not wanting to hurt me I'm sure.

We continued to kiss fervently. I think we were both afraid if we stopped, we'd both open our eyes to a dream and none of this would be real. I was about to deepen the kiss more when I kicked Alex's bottom lip when someone clearing their throat near the door made us pull away from each other quickly. The sudden movement made my head pound causing me to wince. I laid my head back down on my pillow as Alex squeezed my head. I have her a small smile telling her I was ok. We stared at each other a moment when the voice that had interrupted our kiss interrupted our moment again making us jump slightly.

"I see things out going well Mitchie." A man said. I assumed he was my doctor. I saw Alex blush out of the corner of my eye causing me to giggle slightly despite myself. It seemed every movement I made, unless it was my lips, hurt like hell.

"Yes, things are going great." I finally answered the man's question. "I just told Alex I had my memory back."

"That's great news, Mitchie! I came by to check you out real fast then you can go back to what you were doing before. He chuckled. It was my turn to blush now and I was sure Alex did as well but now I had my eyes on the doctor as he checked me out.

He checked me out quickly and then left a room. Suddenly, a realization hit me. My eyes filled with tears as I was afraid of the answer.

"Alex?" My voice was shaky.

"Yeah, Mitch." She turned to me and saw the tears threatening to fall. "Baby, what's wrong?"

"When-" I tried to swallow the lump in my throat. "When is prom? How long have I not had my memory?"

Alex looked down at our hands and swallowed nervously. "You were in a coma for a while then you had amnesia for a bit." She paused seeming to hesitate with the rest of her answer. "Prom is in a week and a half." A tear escaped my eye at her answer. I wanted to scream and cry there was no way I would be out of here in time.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry Alex. I know you worked so hard to make that night special and I had to go screw it up by acting like an idiot." I began to cry then.

"No baby, it's ok." She spoke softly to me. I would have normally expected her to be furious with me and yell and tell me how disappointed she was in me.

"No it's not. You should be mad at me now. I ruined our perfect night." I looked down as I let the tears fall. I was such an idiot, a stupid, stupid person.

"Mitchie look at me." I looked up. I expected to see anger but instead I saw softness and a loving gaze. "All I care about is that you are going to be ok. All I care about is that you are alive. You realize that they had no idea if you'd survive the first night? Then we were told you could possibly not survive the first week?" She climbed into the bed with me and wrapped me in her warm embrace. "The only thing I care about is that I finally have you back in my arms, alive and getting better. Nothing, not even an amazing prom, could ever beat this feeling that I have now." She kissed the top of my head. "Besides, there's always senior prom next year. I'll plan that one bigger and better than ever. I'll even book a motel for that night."

"And I'll make sure not to get hurt."

Alex giggled slightly. "Good." She kept me in her embrace and I snuggled my nose into her neck. I inhaled her scent and almost cried all over again. I missed her so much and I barely even knew I wasn't completely here.

"I love you so much Alex."

"I love you too, baby, so very much." She kissed me lightly on the mouth and soon we were both snuggled up together sound asleep.

I had several nightmares that night. Each time I woke up I clung to Alex almost afraid she would leave if I didn't but every time she wrapped me up in her arms. She kissed my cheek, whispered how much she loved me and other sweet nothing's until I dozed off again. I kept my hand clutched to her shirt even as I slept but she made sure to make me feel safe. I definitely had the best girlfriend in the world.

Alex's P.O.V

A week and a half went by. Mitchie has continued to get better but her leg is still pretty bad. With her leg surgery only two weeks before, they wouldn't do it until she showed signs of getting better, she was still in a cast that went all the way up to her knee. She was still sore but the bruises that had been on her ribs had finally started to clear up as they had mostly healed. Her head no longer had a wrap around it but it did have a bandage on the cut about her right eyebrow. Though she was still hooked to the IV, they let her try solid foods yesterday. She had some crackers and it went well at first. After a few minutes though, the food came back up. She was told not to be discouraged, because it had been a while since she had real food, her stomach just wasn't agreeing with it. Though, I could tell by the look on her face when the doctor left that's exactly how she felt. They gave her a new medicine though and by last night she was able to finish a bowl of mashed potatoes. Nothing came up and we were both ecstatic.

As for me and school, now that Mitchie was getting better I could finally focus on my work. My teacher set me up with an online program so I could catch up but also still stay here with Mitchie.

The prom was now tomorrow. Even after what I previously told Mitchie, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little disappointed that we would be missing it this year. Mitchie and I were relaxing together and watching tv when I got a text.

'Hey Alex, you going to prom tomorrow night?'

It was mine and Mitchie's mutual friend Nate. He had been to visit a couple of times but had been busy with basketball lately. He only played to stay in shape during football's off-season. I quickly wrote back.

'No, Nate. You know Mitchie is still in the hospital.'

'I know and I know you love her and all but come on you've been cooped up in that hospital room for almost four months now. She's getting better right? You should get out and do something. What better way to get out than prom night?'

I sighed. I really didn't want to leave Mitchie even though she was getting better. I started writing a reply back when Mitchie's voice startled me.

"You should go." I jumped at the sound of her voice. I hadn't even realized she had read the conversation over my shoulder.

I blinked. "What?"

"You should go. Nate has a point you know."

"I know but I don't want to leave you, Mitch."

She smiled. "I know and that's sweet of you but I'm doing ok now. I'll feel guilty anyway keeping you away from one of the best nights ever. You go out and have enough fun for the both of us. I'll still be here when you get back."

"But-"

Mitchie put her hand up to stop me. "At least go for a couple of hours, please? For me. Go hang out with our group we were supposed to go with and the when you get back we'll have a little hospital dinner date."

I nodded reluctantly but smiled at the mention of a date. We hadn't been on one since before her accident and even though it'd be in a hospital room, it'd still be an amazing date. Mainly because it would be with Mitchie. "Ok, ok, I'll go but only for you."

"Thank you." She hugged me. "I need to go though. I still need to get a dress and prom starts in five hours."

"Better hurry then." She giggled. I leaned down and pecked her lips then left her room quickly.

We arrived at prom in a big black limo Nate's parents had rented. His dad owned some sort of company so, needless to say, they had money. Thankfully Nate wasn't like your typically snobby rich kid. In fact, unless he told you, or you went to his house, you couldn't even tell his family had money. Sometimes his older brother Shane could be a jerk but I think that reason is more in his genes than because of the money. So there we all were arriving to a fancy hotel in a big group. Our group consisted of me, Nate, Shane, their girlfriends Ashley and Britany and then our two friends Harper and Stevie with their boyfriends, Zeke and Zack, identical twin brothers no less.

The prom was being held in the hotel's giant ball room. How in the hell our school found a way to pay for this I'll never know. We all immediately went to the dance floor and danced to the upbeat songs together. I was actually having a lot of fun. There was a refreshment table as well so in between songs while the DJ introduced the next song we would eat a little or grab drinks.

After an hour, we took a rest and grabbed drinks as the DJ played 'Dark Horse' by Katy Perry. We sung along then the song faded out and the DJ spoke into the microphone.

"Ok guys and gals, we are gonna slow things down a bit so grab that special someone and head to the dance floor for this next song." My face dropped. I had completely forgotten about slow songs and now I was having second thoughts about coming here. Why in the world did I let Mitchie talk me into coming here. The song began and I wanted to cry. Of all the slow songs in the world to play, he decides to play mine and Mitchie's song, 'Everything Has Changed' by Taylor Swift and Ed Sheeran. Ugh. I watched as all my friends danced to the song. I made my way to the tables at the side of the room and covered my ears as I sat down. I wanted to cry, I wanted to scream but I wanted even more to leave. I didn't though. I remained seated at the table with my hands over my ears. I had made a promise to Mitchie to stay at least a couple of hours and I was planing to keep it. Unfortunately, trying to block out the sound wasn't really working but my hands remained where they were. I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate on anything other than what was going on around me. That didn't seem to be working either. I was about to give up and get up to leave when I felt a tap on my shoulder.

I opened my eyes and removed my hands away from my ears but didn't turn around not wanting the boy to see my unshed tears that had started to form. "Go away Nate." I snapped frustrated. "I'll be fine once this song is over." The boy knew what this song meant to me why was he choosing to bug me.

"You shouldn't over here by yourself during couples dance." A delicate voice said in my ear just above a whisper. Wait a minute, I'd know that voice anywhere. I spun around in my chair. My eyes were wide and my mouth was gaped open.

"M-Mitch-" I couldn't seem to get my voice to cooperate in my shocked state. She giggled at my struggle.

"Surprise!" She exclaimed quietly. Sure enough there she was sitting in a wheel chair in front of me. Everything about her looked the same except her hair was washed and straightened, instead of a cast on her leg she had a boot and she had the most beautiful baby blue prom dress on. She was definitely breath-taking despite herself but what was she doing here?

"W-what are you doing here?" I voiced my thoughts finally finding my voice.

"I felt bad for you coming here alone so I begged my doctors to let me come even if for only an hour. Dallas came to the hospital after you left with this dress and did my hair. I just have to be really careful and don't get to worked up. I also have to absolutely be back in my hospital bed in an hour. I even had to bring a nurse to keep an eye on me." She rolled her eyes as she pointed behind her. Sure enough the nurse that had taken care of her all this time was sitting in the back corner of the room.

I wanted to cry again this time out of sheer happiness. I couldn't believe Mitchie would do this for me. "I can't believe you're really here."

She giggled. "Hey we can talk about how awesome I am later. I only have an hour so let's get to the dance floor." I wheeled her over to the dance floor. We caught the attention of everyone in out group and even other classmates as we made our way through the crowd. No one had seen her in months so they were as surprised as I was that she was here. People began parting a path for us so we could get to our friends. They all stopped dancing to hug Mitchie as we got to them. Then I took Mitchie's hand and we mouthed the words of the song too each other as we swayed.

"I want to try to dance with you." She said suddenly. I was hesitant. She noticed my change in expression. "Please? At least for this song. I mean it is ours."

I hesitantly nodded and began helping her out of the chair. She winced a lot and we'd stop then continue again. The nurse hurried over.

"I don't think this is a good idea Mitchie." She said.

"I don't care. I'm going to dance with the love of my life." She said determinedly. The nurse gave in upon seeing the look on Mitchie's face that basically said I'm doing this whether you like it or not. The song ended though before we could get her fully out of the chair. She was disappointed I could tell by the tears that now threatened to fall.

"I'll take care of it." Nate said suddenly. He jogged quickly over to the DJ as I helped Mitchie fully stand up. The DJs voice came over the loud-speaker moments later.

"I've just been asked to play that song again. It was just explained to me that this song was a favorite song among a couple that almost lost each other only a few months ago. So Mitchie, Alex, this is for you." The song began to play again and I think Mitchie and I both wanted to cry. I looked into Mitchie's eyes as I held her up against me. Her calmness though changed quickly and she looked scared.

"I-I don't know if I can do this. It hurts."

I smiled slightly and leaned down a little to capture her lips. "Don't worry. I got you." I lifted her carefully and placed her feet on mine. The boot hurt my toes a little but I didn't mind. I knew they'd be sore later but I was about to make it worth the pain. I carefully wrapped my arms around her in a full embrace careful not to hurt this precious girl I've come to know and love. We swayed slightly. It wasn't exactly a dance but more of a hug with slight movement. For us though and for now it'd work just fine.

Our friends who did not start dancing again began to clap for us and soon the rest of the room joined them. They now knew of our miracle and couldn't be more happy for us and this is how they wanted to show it. I grinned widely as I sang the lyrics softly in Mitchie's ear. She gripped my shoulders lovingly.

"I love you so much, Alex Russo."

I chuckled. "I love you so much more." It was true too. After the near death experience Mitchie had and thinking I would lose her several times in the last few months I had grown to love her so much more than I did before the accident. I'd definitely appreciate her way more and thank god everyday he kept her here with me. We still had a long road ahead with recovery and physical therapy but I knew I wasn't going anywhere. I knew now more than ever Mitchie was the one for me and I couldn't wait to spend forever with her.

After our perfect dance, we mingled a little with people then headed back to the hospital. I changed into my PJs and Mitchie back into her hospital gown and settled down into her bed. Her nurse brought is dinner and after we finished I turned to Mitchie.

"I thought I was going to give you this at the end of our last dance at prom but since I couldn't do that I figured you're hospital room would be just fine." I pulled out a small box from my pajama pants pocket and fully faced Mitchie. She gasped at the object in my hand as I opened the box. "It's not an engagement ring but it is a promise ring. With your accident and everything that's happened with us Mitchie, I learned that I can't live without you and i don't ever want to be without you again. I promise to always be by your side and no matter what will never leave you. One day I will prove that to you by making you mine forever but in the mean time I hope you'll wear this ring and remember this promise."

"Of course I will Alex." A tear escaped her eye and I kissed it away. "I love you, baby. And you know now I see my accident in a way as a blessing. We have grown so much more closure and I think I love you so much more than I did before my accident." She placed the ring on her finger.

I chuckled. "I was just thinking the same thing." We then kissed slowly not wanting this moment to end. Unfortunately though it did have to as Mitchie was now extremely tired. Going to the dance had been the most movement in three months. She was almost yawning more than she was kissing me. She may be hurting tomorrow as well but I knew she wouldn't regret tonight for a second.

As we settled into the bed, movement near the door caught my eye. There standing in the door way, was the mystery woman I had seen just days before. I smiled feeling that sense of calming again. 'Thank you.' I mouthed. The woman winked at me and as quickly as she appeared she vanished. I snuggled up to Mitchie, her head on my chest. I rested my cheek on the top of her head and before I knew it we were asleep ready for whatever our future together brought.

The End