Post: Blood, sugar, sex, magic.

NA: Okay, definitely the last part!!!

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Epilogue 2

She didn't know how long she held him. Maybe hours. Kerry had told her to go home, but she refused. She wanted to hold him as long as she could, she wouldn't let him go. Finally she'd been send away by the nurses and she stood outside the ER.

"Are you alright?" Kerry asked Jing-mei as she joined her outside. She didn't look at Kerry, instead she just stared into the darkness. There was an awkward silence between them, but finally, Jing-mei spoke: "I can't believe…" She paused a second, fighting to keep her tears for herself. Then she continued. "I can't believe he would ever do such a thing." She kept her eyes away from Kerry.

"Me neither." Kerry whispered. Jing-mei put her hands in her pocket and smirked. "He told me, a few hours ago," She paused and sighed. She continued with more tears in her voice. "That all he'd ever been good at, was being a doctor." Jing-mei looked at Kerry from the corner of her eyes and then started walking away from the hospital. Kerry knew that it was directed at her. She'd fired Dave, she knew this was his dream and she wrecked it for him. No, she thought, I'm not responsible for Dave's choices.

Jing-mei wanted to go home, but when she got there she didn't found home. She was just walking around restless. Her heart ached and every time she tried to sleep, his face popped up in her head. Finally she stood up and took her coat. I can't stand this place anymore, she thought.

A half an hour later she stood in front of his apartment. The door was closed and she pushed it open like she did some hours ago. It seemed strange, being there when he wasn't. She slowly walked through his house, avoiding his bathroom. A few minutes later she entered his bedroom. The covers of his bed were pulled back, like someone had just stepped out of it. She approached it and sat down on the edge of it. Then her eyes caught a glimpse of an envelope. With her name on it.

She grabbed it and stared at it for a moment. Did he wrote this? Just before he committed suicide? She stroke her fingers over her name, trying to see him writing it. She opened the envelope with a sigh and found inside of it a piece of his notepad. Almost every inch of the paper was written full of his writing, like he had to tell her so much things. She took a deep breath and started reading.

Dear Jing-mei,

When you read this, I guess I've done it. I'm gone. But please don't feel sorry for me, or whatever you feel. I've made my decision and I think I'm glad I've finally did it. It has been on my mind for too long, and I just wanted to get it over with. Don't be mad at Weaver for firing me, she did what was right for the hospital. Let's face it, I was a screw up. I made too many mistakes, something I don't like admitting. I just wanted it so bad, just to be the hero, so everyone would say something nice… For once.

And I guess I wanted to show you, that I can handle something. But I've screwed it up, I tried so many times to be nice to you… But I just can't say what I want to say to you. Now is my chance right?

I love you Jing-mei. So much! You're my first thought every morning, and my last in the evening. I love you so much that it hurts, and god how it hurts. I hope you can understand. What I'm feeling for you. You're the only thing that kept me alive for the past few months. After that Marfan case, I hurt you so bad, and I didn't mean to. I never meant to hurt you. And don't be afraid, I never will, not anymore.

I love you,

Dave.

Jing-mei finished reading and a new flow of tears came rushing out of her eyes. No, she thought. Dave, why did you do this?! She lay down in Dave's bed and pulled the covers over her. She took a deep breath and smelled Dave's scent in the covers.

"Dave…" She cried softly. "I love you too."

The end

AN: Sorry, I know how much you screamed at me in the reviews to let him live, but I was already planning on killing him when I began writing this fic. Sorry!