When we got home, the first thing Jamie did was drop her things and collapse onto the couch. she curled up on it, her hand to her forehead, breathing slowly. I put my bags down and stepped over to her, kneeling next to her. her headache had progressively gotten worse on the 10 minute car ride to our new oceanside house. "Jamie.." she opened her eyes for me. "Are you alright?" She nodded. "I need to rest okay. that's it." "If you're not well I can bring you to the medical off--" "No, just let me sleep. We were driving alot today, I just have a headache. okay?" she tried to smile. "If you're not better tomorrow I'm calling the doctor." "Fine.." she said, rolling over. "Well can you come upstairs? you haven't even seen the bedroom.. heh.." she moaned as she got up. I smirked. "At least I know you like the couch." she smiled, and I help her go upstairs. she sort of wobbled a little bit, which worried me. "Jamie why can't you walk right?" "I think I have a migraine.. I can't see so well. I'm okay, just get me some Motrin?" "Sure thing, baby." I said as I lead her into the room. She laid down on the bed, the soft goose down blanket shifting from its flawless surface to crease around the curves of her body. she was already half asleep by the time I got back to the bedroom door. A total straight look on my face, worried as to what may be wrong, as I watched my affection fall asleep in our brand new room, still in her jeans and T-shirt. I didn't get her any Motrin or Tylenol or anything. I didn't want to wake her. I sat down on the couch alone, and buried my face in my hands. I had thought that when we got home, we could bask in the comfort of our new home. never did I think she'd be sick the day after our honeymoon. and the worst part was, I didn't know if she did in fact have a migraine headache.. or if she was falling back into her illness.

exactly a week later, same time of day, she was perfect. she was actually perfect again the next day, but she would get the same knock-out headaches on and off through the week. we got in touch with the doctor about it, but he just said for her to take pain relievers and rest. we did as we were told and things went predictably. at this time, we were in our backyard, the sun was just starting to set, and Jamie was almost on top of me as we slowly swayed in our hammock. I had my arm around her as we cuddled and talked about nonsense. the had had come when we both ran out of things to say, and we were just swaying there silently as the wind chilled us. Jamie then broke the silence with her soothing voice. "Landon." "Jamie." She sighed. "I have to ask you something." I could see that she was serious. "Sure.." "What would you do.. if.. you had one wish." "If I had one wish. Hmm. Well, you're not asking me what I'd wish for, you're asking me what I'd do. And I'd give you my wish." "Why?" "Because you gave me a priceless gift, so you say. That way I'd be giving you one, too." "You already did. You gave me your love." she smiled. I smiled back. "But Jamie. what would you wish for with that gift I gave you?" "To live forever with you." "Jamie... you already will."