a/n- Oh my goodness! Thanks for all the feedback! :D I love it. I feel like this chapter is a little rushed because A LOT is happening in it. And I have bittersweet news. Next chapter is probably going to be the last, BUT there will be a one shot after this and a sequel. :D But the sequel is not going to be completely related to this story. Let's just say that it takes place in the future d: Well.. enjoy!

Chapter Fourteen

After nineteen days of sitting by Juliet's side, I was really starting to lose hope. Especially after the doctors were concerned that she could have had brain damage from the poison and head trauma. That kept running through my head as I waited out in the hall while Maryanne was with Jules. She was staying at a hotel a few minutes away because she wanted to make sure she was nearby if something happened. I knew how she felt about not wanting to leave. I hadn't left the hospital since the beginning. My dad, or Gus when he wasn't working, brought me clean clothes. My skin was dried out from the cheap hospital soap and I'm sure my hair was taking a hit because my dad 'refuses to buy Johnson's Baby Shampoo for a grown man.'

"Shawn." I stood up as Maryanne came out of Jules' room. "I'm going to go get a cup of coffee down the street. Do you need anything?" I shook my head no. She smiled and put a hand on my shoulder before leaving. I took a deep breath and opened the door. Each day it got easier, and somehow harder, each day seeing Jules like that.

"Good morning, Sweetheart," I said quietly as I took my usual seat next to her and held her hand. Each day she felt a little warmer; a little bit more alive. "I miss you Jules. So much." I told her that every day, but today I just felt hopeless. "I really miss your laugh and your eyes and just everything." I leaned down, kissed her hand, and held it to my forehead. I couldn't bring myself to sit back up. I just wanted to everything to go back to how it was a month ago. I heard one of the nurses walk in, but I didn't bother moving. "Jules, I love you." Just when I felt even more hopeless than I felt in the past few weeks, I felt something shift below me.

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-Juliet-

I wasn't sure if I was really awake this time or if I was still dreaming or if I was finally dead. I was afraid to open my eyes. I couldn't tell that Shawn was with me, so that ruled out the dreaming theory. But I didn't feel dead. I concentrated on my surroundings. There was a beeping and I could hear a dull noise of people off to my right. When I felt the tightness in my neck I realised what happened. I obviously was alive but in the hospital. A dull ache in my back told me that I was laying there for a long time. I wanted to open my eyes, but I was so tired. I went to move my fingers, but I couldn't. I started to panic when the thought of becoming paralyzed from this whole thing hit me. I panicked until I heard a voice.

"Jules? Sweetheart, can you hear me?" My eyes flew open and I searched for the source of the voice I kept hearing but could never find. This time was no different. Doctors and nurses swarmed the room. "Hey," I heard Shawn call out as he pushed out of the room. Just like in my dreams-or nightmares- I only heard him and saw part of him. This time it was only the top of his hair. I was starting to think that this wasn't reality again.

"Hi honey. My name is Doctor Walker. Thank you for finally joining us. I'm going to ask you a few questions. Do you think you can answer them?" I nodded feeling a little annoyed that he was speaking to me like I was a child.

"Okay. First off, can you tell me your name?"

"J-Juliet O'Hara." My voice was rough and sounded like I haven't spoke for weeks. "How long have I been unconscious?" I tried to sit up, but there was a sharp pain in my stomach.

"Detective O'Hara, please stay were you are." I nodded and obeyed. "You've been out for almost three weeks."

"Three weeks," I squeaked. Talking felt more natural with each word.

"Yes. You've been quite the fighter, Detective. You survived quite a few injuries: Broken ribs, broken wrist, a slightly punctured lung, and heavily poisoned. Not to drop this all on you right now, but we actually lost you twice. It's a miracle that you're alive and even this aware. Fortunately, Detective Spencer found you just in time." I put my hand to my mouth as tears started to spill over. I couldn't believe this. "Well, let's start you on some tests so we can get you out of here." I agreed until they actually started them.

At first the x-rays weren't so bad. They showed that my ribs and wrist were healing perfectly. In fact they even took the cast off of my wrist. Next came the MRI and CT scans and they were absolutely horrible. I honestly never knew how claustrophobic I was until having to lay perfectly still in tubes for over 40 minutes. They also brought good news. Next were the 'can you move your right hand, etc.' tests. Like the others, I passed with flying colours.

I was hoping to finally see Shawn again. I needed to talk to him. We needed to so badly, but the only one that was allowed in my room for the time being was my mother. At first I was furious that she was called to Santa Barbara, but after speaking with her for a few minutes I wasn't mad anymore. I was excepting her to be frantic like she usually is when something happens to me, but she was cool and calm. She wanted to stay with me until I was back up on my feet, but I convinced her to go back home and back to work. After about a half an hour, she finally agreed. Shawn never did come to see me.

The next day Chief Vick, Carlton, and McNabb came to see me. "Awh, you shouldn't have brought me flowers," I said to Carlton completely lying. They were beautiful and completed brightened my day. I'm sure it was evident how much I appreciated them because he laughed at my childlike excitement for a few seconds.

"Marlowe insisted on picking them out since she couldn't come."

"Glad to see you're okay, Juliet," McNabb said with a smile. I returned it.

Chief pulled out a case and I realised that they weren't just there to visit me. "I know it's kind of sudden, so I understand if you're not ready to talk about it, but the Judge said that he would be willing to move the other cases so we can take Allison to court as ASAP." I nodded with understanding knowing that this case was urgent. "Are you willing to give us your statement?"

I told them everything that I could remember; everything from going for a run to Shawn pulling me down. Speaking of Shawn… "Does anyone know where Shawn is? I haven't seen him since I woke up."

"He's down at Psych doing some work," Carlton said. "They've been closed for the past three weeks so-"

"Closed for the past three weeks? Why?"

"Shawn was at your side the whole time," Chief Vick told me before picking up her phone. "Okay, we'll be right there." She hung up. "There was a drug bust down at the pier. They brought in ten people." Buzz and Carlton both nodded with an excitement in their eyes. They must have been waiting for this break for a while. "O'Hara, I'm glad to see that you are doing well. Please don't hesitate to call me if you need anything." I thanked her and they left. "Oh, and one more thing. You will be on a mandatory leave for the next ten weeks." Before I could rebuke, she was gone. She had to of planned that.

I laid back in my bed and looked at the ceiling. My doctor told me that I would be discharged within the next three days. They offered me counseling, but I declined it. I didn't want to bother someone with my problems even if it was their job. Hopefully I'll be able to fight these nightmares alone again.

Okay, weird note to end the chapter on, but deal. (: I lied up there. There will be two, yes two,, chapters after this one. I'm leaving for camp in the morning so don't expect anything until this weekend. Kay,bye(:

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~Angie