Hey everyone! I am so, so sorry for not updating forever. My schoolwork has been a pain, and I had no time. Here's the last chapter! Review!

Zach's POV

"No! NO! Get away from her! CAMM-"

Boom

Beep. Beep. Beep.

I started at the unchanging monitor, hoping, praying, for a miracle. Two men in spotless lab coats stepped into the room. The news didn't look good.

Cammie's POV

Soft, almost melodical voices drifted in and out of my head.

"We're afraid, sir, that this is a permanent state. We believe it is time to notify her parents, and consider organ donation."

An angry but familiar voice rushed through my eardrums and jolted my mind. Ugh, it hurt. "No! There has to be something you can do!"

"We're very sorry, but we must move quickly-"

I faintly felt a tugging at my hand, and a new weight on my abdomen. The sobbing, distraught voice called out, "Cammie! No, please, anything but this! Cammie! CAMMIE!"

Zach? Was it he? I tried to open my eyes, but they didn't respond. I tried my mouth, but couldn't get it to move a bit, or even to croak out a word.

Was I trapped? In this, this, this limbo? No! I couldn't…

ZACH!

Zach's POV

I stared at her dull, lifeless form. Maybe they were right. Cammie wasn't there any more, was she? And she would want to save lives, instead of having us wait and lose hope. Right?

"Sir, we need a decision. I am truly sorry, but this would help many."

"Don't you understand? This is hard. The hardest thing I've ever had to do. Signing your forms could possibly mean killing the woman I love for no reason, that she might've had a chance if I hadn't consented. I need more time."

"I'm deeply sorry for your loss, but there isn't very much time left."

Think. Think. What would Cammie do? What would Cammie do?

"Mrrnjnj."

"Excuse me, Mr. Goode?"

"Alright. But I- I need some time to say goodbye."

"Of course. I'll bring the forms right away."

I pushed Cam's hair out of her face, stroking her head like I used to. After this, I'd never see her again. What would it be like? A world without Cammie? I couldn't even imagine.

Pulling her head towards mine, I slowly brushed my lips against hers. A goodbye kiss. If this were a movie, she'd magically wake up now, like Snow White. Hopefully, I looked up at her face. Nothing.

Tears streaming down my face, I gently whispered to her, "I am so, so sorry Cam. So sorry. I love you, I always will. And I'll forever miss and remember you. Hopefully I'll get to be with you again one day. Goodbye, my love."

Sobbing, I gently kissed her hand and laid it to rest at her side. The familiar, awful, annoying doctor walked back in, along with a man wearing blue scrubs. "Just sign these Mr. Goode. Then we can take her."

Even before I signed, she was halfway across the room, the surgeon eager to get to her organs to save other people. I hated him. Hated all of them. But Cam was already gone.

Cammie's POV

Several snippets made it through the intense fog that had spread through my brain. "Consider-" "Donation-" "Severe brain death or damage-" "Al-al-alright." "Goodbye-"

It was Zach, certainly. Well, at least some of it. I yearned to hear his voice again, but I could hear no more. Distantly I felt a gentle movement, not of myself, but of the bed I lay on. Why were they taking me away? Was I… dead? No! It couldn't be! ZACH!

Come on, I thought, thinking hard and concentrating harder. Open eyes, open. Open. Do something- anything that says I'm alive! Open. Open. Come on, Cameron Ann, you can do this! Come on. Open. Open.

There. I could do it- or so it appeared to me. A little flutter, nothing more- so small that I got no image from my eyes, but surely Zach would see. Zach would see.

Zach's POV

As Cammie was wheeled out, I buried my head in my hands. Losing Cam. How could that happen? And worst of all, we'd never get to make things right between us. I hope she goes to heaven knowing that I love her.

The disappearing face got farther and farther away. When they were almost to the No Admittance door, I saw something. A tiny flutter of eyelids. Surely that meant something. "Stop! Stop! Here eyes are moving!"

The doctors turned around and stared at me, incredulous. "Mr. Goode, I know you are grieving, but Miss Morgan is brain dead, there is no way she is moving her eyes."

I grabbed her hand, muttering, "Come on, Cam, do it again, just once more for me!"

Sluggishly, her eyelashes fluttered even more softly than before, but this time the doctors saw it. I knew. "There! There it is again! Now do you believe me?"

One whispered, shocked, "She's alive?"

The other started shouting orders, mostly for medicine, saying, "Let's wake her up, people!"

Cam was wheeled back to her room, but all I could do was stand there, tears falling down my face.

Cammie's POV

The fog was beginning to clear- I could feel someone shaking my shoulders, saying, "Cam, honey? Can you open your eyes? Wake up, for me!"

I slowly cracked my eyes open. Hey, I could move! I could see! People were huddled around me, most of them doctors, and staring at readouts on some machine I was hooked up to. But not one. Zach was kneeling by the side of my bed, and he had eyes only for me.

"Cam? Oh, thank god. You're awake. I'd thought you were dead! Thank god!"

He grabbed me into a bone crushing hug ad kissed me, saying, "God, I love you, Cam. I was beginning to think I'd never be able to tell you!"

I stared at him, somewhat confused, "I- I love you too, Zach. But you're all right? I'd figured you'd come after me. I was in a coma, right? After the diffusion didn't work?"

He looked at me, eyes shining, "Yes, but you're fine now, and we get our chance! At a happy ending, or whatever."

I grinned. "Yep. But can you promise me one thing?"

"Sure. Anything!"

"Never speak to or speak of Larissa Greiner again. And we can only date each other."

"Of course", he whispered, pulling me in for a kiss.

That's the end! Please review and tell me what you think! *hint, hint* Thanks so much for reading!

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