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Brick kicked open the door in rage as he carried an unconscious Blossom into the living room. He laid her on the couch gently. Her breathing became softer as the clock on the wall ticked slowly. The leader of the Rowdyruff Boys watched her intently, hoping for her to wake up soon. Townsville's newest villain had been creating absolute disarray in the center of town while the Powerpuff Girls tried to fight him off. The monster grabbed Blossom and began to pound her against all the sidewalks like some toy. He let go, flinging her halfway across town. Brick just happened to be at the right time at the right place as soon as fell into his arms from out of the blue. Bubbles and Buttercup took care of the monster so that Brick could get his fiancé home. Blossom would more than likely be fine in a couple of hours if she just had a chance to rest for awhile.
He gently took Blossom's hand into his palms, kissing them softly. "Blossom? Can you hear me?"
A soft moan escaped from her lips. Her eyes fluttered open, revealing pink eyes. Hers stared into shining red orbs that caught her by surprise. That was something she had never actually seen Brick do before. At least, not genuinely. "Brick, since when do you… Why are you…?" She couldn't say the word. It hurts too much to even try to speak.
"I guess I just thought that this time I had lost you. We've been in some tough situations. Tougher than this, Blossom, but you know me. I can't stand seeing you like this," he said, stroking her forehead. "I don't think this will ever get any easier."
Blossom smiled warmly at him, feeling her flesh pull apart roughly where a cut had been. Her teeth clenched together so that she could keep up her façade for her beloved Brick. She sat up on the couch, groaning slightly. "Don't worry your so much, Brick. I'm fine. Ouch. See?"
"Bloss, come on. Please, don't tell me not to be concerned for you? You were almost crushed to a pulp and if I ever… Blossom, if I ever lost you-"
She shook her head; almost annoyed that she having this conversation with her fiancé, but she couldn't blame him for being so worried about her at a time like this. Even Blossom had to admit that when Brick was fighting off his own demons, she worried greatly that maybe there would come a day that he wouldn't be able to assure with a kiss that everything was going to be okay. Blossom sighed heavily, wanting to promise him the same thing, but she couldn't, because she didn't know if she would always come home for him.
"I love you, Brick. That's forever, even if I die." Blossom stated, looking him in the eye. "I know how scared you are. Sometimes I think it would be better if we just went our separate ways, because all the possibilities of what could happen to either of us, I'm not sure if it would be bearable. But, in my heart, I know that being away from you is suicide. Even still, Brick, if you ever feel that our relationship isn't working, tell me. All I want in this messed up, chaotic would is for you to be happy with whatever, or whomever, you desire."
Brick looked away from her. Sorrow glistened in his crimson-colored eyes. He struggled to return his gaze to Blossom, but he had to. Blossom pressed her forehead against his, forcing him to look at her. Their lips brushed together in tenderness.
"Don't you get it, Blossom? All I wanna do is be with you for the rest of our lives, but if that was ever cut short, then I don't know how I would go on. When we were kids, I always thought that I would never feel the way I do. I didn't even know how truly empty I was until you showed me that there's more to me than just being a hoodlum, trying to make everybody as miserable as I was. I didn't even know what it was like to actually breathe until I learned that I could be so in love with you. And if I ever managed to lose that, how can I have any hope of Heaven?"
Looking into his eyes now, Blossom had an epiphany. She felt the strong to tell Brick, but she wasn't sure if he would believe her, yet she had to try. "Brick, as long as I have you in my life, I promise you that I will always be here. As corny as it is, my reason to live has always been you. So, for as long as you live, you should know that I will always have a cause to fall into your open arms."
Suddenly, the phone range, interrupting how Brick was planning to reply. He picked it up, rolling his eyes. "Hello? Hi, Bubbles? What's up?" Blossom took note of his slowly changing expression. He glanced over at her. "What?! How? Oh, no… You mean that's he's…? Yeah, we'll be right there. I'll tell her. Bye."
Blossom gulped, feeling her heart sink. Nothing good went on in that short conversation between Brick and Bubbles. She felt sick, not knowing why. "Brick, what is it?"
"Blossom… It's the Professor. He had a heart attack. The doctors did everything they could, but- Bloss, he didn't make it."