A/N: Ok, I'm really sorry about having to do this. I'm not going to be able to update for a while. Like I said, I apologize greatly but just let me explain. I know what the ending is going to be. Everyone wants a happy ending, I want a happy ending, we all agree. Just one problem. I have some stuff going on right now that has left me extremely depressed and I can't find it in myself to write a happy ending right now. I just can't do it. I'm really sorry, I'll try and finish it as soon as I can. Until then "Forget Tomorrow" is on hold. Catch you later.

P.S. Here's a little taste of what's to come. (It's just a little summary, sort of)

Ana fell into a bed in one of the Healing Rooms, frustration and distraction ruling her mind.

"I can not believe they won't let me go out," she grumbled. "Not knowing if he's all right is worse than any other alternative."

Pain gripped her heart at the thought of never being held by him again, never seeing his smile. That seemed the worst fate that could ever befall her.

In the next room, Aimee sat by Kyle's bed smoothing his forehead. Just happy that he had come through his last battle (of the physical sense) alive. Being near to him helped relieve some of the tension she had suffered through.

The two, despite all their differences, at that moment had something in common. All they wanted out of life was love... a love so strong and pure that nothing could destroy it.