I rushed Jess over to the hospital, crying and realizing my love for her. Why hadn't I just told her
flat out, I LOVE YOU, why hadn't I been there early. Common sense made me forget to call 911
and I didn't have a car, just the Indian. Jess told me once that the soft roar soothed her, so I just
rode that over to the hospital.
The doctors took her in right away, me holding her hand and crying. Why did this have to
happen to my Jess?
Soon her family was her, Mike with Claire, Douglas with Tasha (AN: Sorry if I spelled the names
wrong), all of them crying and thanking me for saving her. I knew Mr. Mastriani wasn't THAT fond
of me, but could tolerate me. I had to remind Jess of this ever five seconds... But now it didn't
matter.
They let me walk into the room and see her first. She had a blood wound on her arm and she
looked liked crud. But I still loved her. She smiled when I walked in, I sat down on her bed.
"Jess, I have to say something... I know its soon... But, I-I love you." I expected her to snort in
disgust or something, but she wound her arms around me.
"Oh, Rob, I love you, too!"
And life was perfect.