A/N: I'm so sorry for not finishing this! No, I didn't give up! I was at my cousin's wedding and stayed in the area longer than anticipated! Plus, my mom, sister, father and a bunch of relatives were with me a lot, so updating (or use of the internet in general) was off-limits! Again, I'm sorry. But I hope you all are still looking forward to the official ending of this and then my Scream 4 story. Sorry about any mistakes, I got my nails done for the wedding (because I bite them) and it's kinda difficult typing with acrylic nails.
The next story will be published soon, I still have to make the cover and go-over the first two chapters I have.
Devin had been "hanging out" in the hospital for around a week now. Randy was in the room down the hall, he visited her even against his doctor's orders. He wasn't the only one, though. Despite Sidney's anger towards her twin, and ultimately Gale's slight anger towards her, they visited her too. As did Dewey, and of course Martha did, and Randy's family. Her father visited her as well. They also visited Randy, Devin would sneak in around the times they'd visit and nearly cried when she saw how happy Sidney was to see him, how happy Dewey, Gale and Neil were. Even how happy his family was even though they already knew he was still alive.
Gale wrote a book for it, actually. A side-one of sorts. She wrote a small alternate ending for her book about Windsor, something she knew fans would adore.
Even as Randy was incredibly happy to see his family and good friends, his doctor would rush in, shoo them out and close the doors. He did this while saying "he needs sleep, damn it!" and waved his clipboard around to prove it. But, Devin was allowed in. An older nurse let her in.
"My husband was in the hospital once... They wouldn't let me see him, and I was so desperate to that I actually fooled a young, new nurse on the payroll to let me in. I told her I was allowed, even made up some phony stuff to prove it."
Devin chuckled softly, shaking her head as she watched the smoke haired woman smile.
"It was killing me not to see him, but when I did, I wish I hadn't." She sighed. Devin frowned a bit. "It was 'Doris get me this, Doris get me that'... I should've just let that younger chicky-babe take care of him."
Devin smiled a bit more, her faded blue hair shifting as she turned her head to try and see Randy through the blinds. It was only faded because they had made her shower and wash her hair, therefore removing the dye faster. Doris, the nurse, opened the door and ushered her in.
"Kiss him, tell him you love him, sleep in his bed, get busted in the morning."
"Yes, ma'am." Devin grinned as she walked inside, the nurse closing the door behind her. Randy shifted and opened his eyes, his eyes fixating onto her.
"Why're you out of bed? One more time and you'll be admitted to the psych-ward or something."
"Yeah, yeah." Devin waved his statement off, walking quickly to his bed. Her bare feet smacked against the white tile as she moved, the sound stopping as she reached Randy's bed. "Scoot." She ordered, using her hands to wave slightly. Randy rolled his eyes and did as told, moving over a bit to allow Devin room to lay down. Randy winced and laid his arm across the pillows so Devin could rest her neck against his bicep, their slightly cold feet knocking into the others as their legs pressed together, side-by-side.
They laid still for a while before Devin spoke. "You wanna have a kid?"
This caught Randy's attention.
"What?"
"A kid, do you want to have one? Or two, maybe?" She asked him, turning her head slightly as Randy. "Once we're married, I mean we could start now, but honestly..."
"Why are you asking?" He questioned, his brows furrowed as she shrugged slightly.
"I'm just throwing it out there." She stated. "Y'know that feeling I get?"
"When something bad is about to happen?"
"Yeah, that one... I'm not getting that, Randy. Maybe it's over, you know... For good."
Randy took a deep breath and sighed, still watching her. He leaned closer to her and pecked her lips, using his free arm to gently take her hand in his, intertwining their fingers. "As you wish."
"Thanks, Westley. But I want an answer from my fiancé."
Randy snorted laugh and shook his head, despite the pain both actions seemed to cause. "Yeah, let's have a kid or two."
Devin grinned widely at him and turned her head to look back at the ceiling, Randy did the same. She'd likely leave when he fell asleep, she didn't want the doctor to sternly lecture her again, but she didn't want to leave Randy's bed, either. So, she stayed and stared at the ceiling til the sun came up and the doctor walked in.
But she didn't care when he began talking to her about the misuse of her time there. She didn't care because she didn't have that eerie feeling anymore. She didn't care because everyone knew Randy was okay. She didn't care because Randy and her were finally, officially going to start their life together. So, she smiled as her doctor and Randy's doctor completely laid into her. Because they couldn't stop her.
She'd never been happier.
I can finally switch it from "In-Progress" to "Complete".