Jamie woke rather slowly, drifting in and out of consciousness as he tried to remember what had happened and where he was. It had been two weeks since Alana had found him by the destroyed base of the enemy, two weeks since he had literally nearly been killed. He groaned as he reached for his head in a futile attempt to lessen the throbbing pain in head. His movements seemed sluggish and strained, and while moving his arm he had felt pain. His whole body felt pain. His eyes squeezed themselves shut as soon as he opened them, as he hissed at the brightness of the room he was in. Had he succeeded in what he had set out to do? Had he killed all those mutants in the building? Had he saved himself and ensured a safer future for Milla and his teammates? Was he dead? Ok well obviously he wasn't because he wouldn't be in pain. He slowly opened his eyes, a hand half covering his vision as he blinked away the white spots in his clouded vision. He blinked several times before his vision cleared completely and he could safely look around the room without having to shield his eyes from the obvious brightness. Still groping his bandaged head, Jamie tried to sit up but immediately stopped when he realized his body could not carry out his command.

His throat was dry and raw, and his lips cracked as he licked them to give them some moisture. His tongue felt hot and too large. His eyes darted around the hospital room, looking for something to ease his thirst. He painfully reached out for the glass on his bedside table, his hand shaking with the effort of movement. His hand closed around the glass and he picked it up with much effort, his hand shaking and spilling some of the water. His hand loosened its grip on the glass and it fell to the floor shattering, making him wince as he watched his water spread on the floor.

His panic at watching the water mix with the tiny shards of glass faded as the door to his room opened. His face twisted into a weak smile as he saw Elijah. Elijah's face lit up at the sight of his friend awake. Immediately he opened his mouth to speak, but stopped when Jamie pointed to the floor on the other side of his bed. Elijah tilted his head in question but walked over to Jamie and shook his head as he saw the shattered glass and water.

He smiled. "Need a drink?"

Jamie gave him a weak glare but nodded.

Elijah nodded his head in response and walked into the private bathroom, that had yet to be used, and filled new glass with water before getting a few hand towels and mopping up the water and glass as best he could. He put the glass to Jamie's lips and let his friend drink as much as he wanted.

He out the empty glass down on the table and sat. "Better?"

"Yeah," came Jamie's rough voice.

"You've been out for two weeks. After you blew up the base… you us all worried there, especially Alana," Elijah said, standing and adjusting the drip so a little more of the liquid pain killer would be absorbed into Jamie's body allowing him to be at least a tiny bit more comfortable than he was at the moment.

"Where is Alana?" he spoke, his voice stiff and raspy from un-use for two weeks.

"We had to lock her in the car when we picked you up, she went hysterical. It's about three in the morning at the moment. It's my turn to be here with you. I forced Alana out with the help of Nic and Talia. I don't think she's slept more than a few hours these past two weeks," Elijah informed him, slowly looking at the state Jamie was in.

Jamie's cheeks were hollowed out from lack of food and he was a lot more thin than any normal assassin should be, though his muscles were still visible. His skin was pale and unhealthy looking, His right wrist was bandaged and it went all the way up his arm. His left hand was attached to the drip, a bandage secured tightly around his wrist only. His hair was lifeless and dull from what could be seen over the bandage around his head. Cuts and bruises were scattered across his pale skin, making him look unnatural.

"How bad am I?" asked Jamie, his eyes downcast and tired.

"A few broken ribs, burns to your right arm, it won't scar though. Concussion, dislocated shoulder, dislocated wrist, internal bleeding, bruising to you spinal cord, and I think that should be about it. I was surprised you came out with only that after you jumped off the fucking building," Elijah scolded him lightly.

Jamie gave him a small smile. "Can I ask you something?"

Elijah hesitated for a few seconds before nodding. "Sure boss… anything you want."

"I don't want Alana to see me like this… tell her I will see her when I've healed enough to walk out of this room alone. I don't want her to have to go through this, just tell her that I love her, and when I get out I will be true to my promise so she'd better start planning for it."

Elijah shook his head. "You're torturing yourself and her too Jamie. She has to see you…"

"She won't. I refuse her to come here while I can't do anything for myself. I'll write her a letter or something if you won't talk to her," he replied abruptly, his eyes set in determination.

Elijah shrugged. "I'll tell her man… but she'll be upset and I wouldn't blame her either."

"Another thing… I… I don't want anyone here either, with the exception of you," Jamie continued.

Elijah sighed before nodding, a smirk covering his lips as he turned toward Jamie again. "Planning on marrying me too after this… I'm flattered Jamie, flattered."

Jamie rolled his eyes. "Whatever Lijh… I'm keeping you here so I can torture you… I thought you were dead after I heard you scream."

Elijah's face paled a little. "I don't think I've ever been that afraid Jamie… they were just there, faces half crushed, their skin looking as if there were things living under it. Hair all melted and brand marks just put anywhere, as if they were cattle or something…."

"You're seeing someone about the trauma?"

Elijah shrugged then shook his head. "I have nightmares about it sometimes Jamie… real bad nightmares, just re-living that night… but I'm getting over it, and I've only had the nightmares for about two nights out of the two weeks. I don't need the shrink's help I just need time," he replied.

"Fair enough… I know what you mean though."

"Yeah… I thought you would," Elijah replied with a small smile.

xxxx

One week later…

Jamie grinned at Elijah in thanks as his friend placed the fast food packet in front of him on the bed. Jamie sat up and crossed legs in triumph. His exercises had strengthened his muscles and his wounds were becoming less painful by the minute, well ok maybe hour. So far he had eaten what he could of the hospital food, but eventually talked Elijah into getting him something worth eating, since the hospital food was beginning to get off-putting.

"You can be let out tomorrow you know," said Elijah.

"That's where you come in again… I need you to bring Alana here tomorrow morning," replied Jamie, taking a bite from the burger and picking up a few fries.

"What are you going to do?" asked Elijah.

"I booked a table at a restaurant, I plan on spoiling my girl all day tomorrow."

"If you're wondering around all day I insist to have you tagged by at least two armed guards. We still don't know whether or not you killed all of them and if they're out for revenge…" came a voice from the door.

"Orlando, so good to see you too," replied Jamie, smiling while rolling his eyes. "If you think we need the guards then be my guest but I don't want anyone to interrupt our day, got it? I'll have my phone with me, but unless the matter is life threatening to me or Alana I don't want you to contact me."

Orlando sniffed but complied and nodded. "Fine…"

Jamie smiled. "Good… now that everything's settled… Elijah can you pick me up a pair of clothes from the base?"

Elijah nodded before getting up and leaving the room, closely followed by Orlando who grumbled something about organizing the guards for tomorrow.

xxxx

Alana fidgeted nervously as she watched the clock. According to Jamie's brief note, she was getting picked up in five minutes because he wanted to surprise her. Surprise her? What more could he do than what he had done before he had left for that mission?

She glanced down at the ring occupying her wedding finger. This ring symbolized everything she meant to him. She sighed; maybe he wanted to break up with her? Was that why he didn't want her to see him while he was in the hospital?

She looked up as a sleek car pulled up next to her zoid. She smiled lightly and jumped out the giant, landing gracefully on the ground.

"Hey Alana!"

"Elijah? What the hell are you doing here?" she asked, slightly disappointed.

"I'm your lift to the 'secret location.' You sound disappointed… am I not what you were hoping for?" he teased.

Alana rolled her eyes and got into the car. "Just drive."

"Yes Ma'am!" he laughed.

xxxx

"Jamie!" Alana cried as she launched herself at the love of her life.

Jamie grinned as he caught her in a hug. "I missed you so much."

Alana's grip on him tightened. "Don't you ever do that to me again! Don't you ever leave me."

"I don't plan to… the offer I made before I left the base still stands. Will you do me the honor of being my wife?"

Alana looked up into Jamie's eyes before hugging him again and giving him a long and passionate kiss.

"I'll take that as a yes…" smiled Jamie as he leant in to capture Alana's lips once more.

xxxx

wow…….. this was the last chapter peoples…….. nods yep….. the very last chapter of Jamie's Love Story……. Still considering whether or not to make a sequel……. But if I get around to it I'm sure you'll all find out somehow……. Thank you for all your support……. And your patience…… and I hope you enjoyed this story

thank you to all my reviewers and to all my readers gives everyone a cookie

(sorry if there are any mistakes in this chapter... i thought you guys would want this up asap so i did a very breif edit)

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