A/N: Here's the second ending, hope you enjoy this too. I'll admit, very unrealistic, but I was bored and the idea wouldn't leave my head. So yeah I do know it's weird.

Disclaimer: Not mine.

Well it's a new day, the sun is shining in through the window. And guess what? Still no one. It's 9.15, they would have had time to drop in before work. I just want to go back to sleep, and when I wake up everything will have been a dream, if I could wake up before I went into that bookstore, or before Jack and I started the affair...and changed that. Actually, if I could wake up and be 16 again, I would change so many things. Do so many things differently, and hopefully not end up in this hospital room alone.

I sigh, just wanting to go back to sleep and escape from this reality. Escape to my world of dreams, where it's peaceful, happy and safe. I let my eyes drift shut, allow my thoughts to wander, and soon I'm back there. And for not the first time I casually wonder what it would be like to stay.

My eyes fly open as I realise something, no nurses and doctors have some to see me for a while now either. The doctor told me a few days ago about my leg, and gave me some more medication- something about making sure to get rid of any potential infection. But nothing for a long time now.

Great. Not even the people who are paid to see me, can be bothered. Am I that repelling? I press the buzzer to call the nurse in, not because I'm in any pain, just because I want to see someone.

I wait and wait, but no one comes. I must have pressed it at least 3 times now. Great hospital this is. I hope I'm not in here for too much longer, it's so boring. I hope the cases are going alright. I actually want to get back to work, some people love having time off, but I hate it. I love my job.

I hate lying here, flat on my back not doing anything. It's a waste of time, a waste of everything. My leg doesn't hurt, I feel fine why can't I just go home? My comfy bed, where maybe I will actually get some rest, instead of lying here unable to sleep because some little machine keeps going beep, beep, beep. It one of those sounds, that just as you begin to get used to it, it just starts to annoy you again.

I wonder how everyone is. How the cases are going. What happened to Barry and Sydney. See if someone was here, they could give me the answers and I wouldn't be giving myself a headache.

Looking around I notice that the flowers Danny gave me are gone, I think they have been gone a while. I don't remember them being taken. The cards have gone too. When did they go? I had wanted to keep them.

I'm still surprisingly tired, even though all I have been doing is resting. I hope Jack doesn't keep me on desk duty when I get back. I just want to get back out there, help all the people who need helping. Instead I'm stuck lying in here.

Why is no one coming? I've pressed that damn bell so many times. Well if no one's coming here, I'll have to go to them. I struggle for a moment trying to sit up and swing my legs off the bed. Hey, I think gratefully, this hospital gown is a nice and long, that's good I wasn't looking forward to walking around half naked.

Ok, now to try and stand up. Looking around the room again I realise that there isn't even a crutch or anything. Well I'll just have to hobble. Who knew getting up and out of bed could be so much hassle?

I'm now stanging up, albeit shakily, but I'm up and that's all that matters. And my leg doesn't hurt too badly. I carefully try and take a few steps and notice that I can walk and I only have a very slight limp.

Walking out of the room and into the hospital corridor, I looked around. The light was harsh and bright to my eyes, which had been used to a dim room. There were very few people around, and the ones who were around seemed to be rushing everywhere, not seeming to even notice me at all. God, I must look such a sight, long bluey hospital gown, a huge white dressing covering my leg, pale skin and don't even get me started on my hair. I caught a glimpse of my reflection in a nearby window and shuddered.

I started walking down the corridors, looking for something, anything. Someone to talk to, hopefully one of my friends on their way up to see me. People continued to pass straight by me, all busy with their own things.

Finding myself in an unfamilliar corridor, it didn't seem to be patients rooms I gazed around puzzled. Reading one of the signs, it said 'Legal Problems? Come see us.' Looking down the corridor, I saw a long row of signs, and a very familiar group of figures.

Almost crying in relief I hobbled closer to Danny, Jack and Vivian standing outside one of the rooms. I stopped in shock, reading the sign outside the room they were in front of. 'Taylor and Co. Funeral services.'

Martin. He wasn't there. Oh God, did that mean...Suddenly sobs overcame me and I stood there crying, I hadn't even seen him. Didn't get a chance to say goodbye. sniffling and walking even closer, close enough to hear their conversation. "...even know she was allergic to penicillin." said Danny angrily, his eyes red from crying.

She? That meant it wasn't Martin. Then who? Maria? But why would Danny be so upset?

"Doctors make mistakes." said Vivian gently.

"But-" started Danny, before breaking down. Vivian putting an arm round his shoulders.

"Here's Martin." said Jack hollowly.

We all turned. I saw Martin racing down the corridor towards us.

"Thank God Martin, for a min-" Then I stopped, horrified, unable to believe what had just happened.

Martin had just walked straight through me.

That meant....Oh God. That meant, they were here for me. I was dead. That's why people didn't notice me. Everything made sense, except for me being dead. I didn't want to be dead.

I collapsed onto the floor, next to the others. So close but so far.

I was numb I couldn't feel anything, but I was a ghost they couldn't feel anything anyway. I couldn't believe it. What do I do? I'm so lost.

I'm dead. They didn't leave me, I guess I left them.

I found myself at my grave a few days later after the funeral. White roses and lillies lay on top, and I knew that was Danny's idea.

Suddenly a feeling of calm and peace came over me, and I knew I was moving on. I'd get to see my sister, Annie Miller would be there, many others. I wouldn't be alone.

And one day my friends would join me, but not yet. This is just the beginning of something new.