Really sorry that I haven't updated people over and then I went somewhere, sorry.

Phil felt Keely's hand in his; it was still warm. The bags full of the futuristic items were carefully pushed under Phil's bed and the bracelet was placed carefully on the bed side table. Phil squeezed Keely's hand, more tears escaped his eyes, she was alive, and she was given a second chance. Picking up the bracelet, he put it round her wrist and it hung loosely round her now very thin wrist. The door creaked open and Via and Owen trudged in. Via's face turned from sad to confused. Sure, Phil's hair was greasy and he hasn't shaved, but he didn't look as tired as he normally did and colour seemed to have added to his face.

"Hey, Phil, you're looking a lot better." Via noted, she tried not to look Phil in the eyes, "Owen and I were gonna ask you something"

"What's that?" Phil asked in a curious tone, wiping tears from his eyes

"Via and I were talkin' and we thought it would be better if we stayed here for, say, an hour while you go freshen up" Phil glared at Owen, he knew exactly what would happen if he left. Phil shook his head,

"Sorry, but I am never leaving Keely."

"But Phil you can't-" Phil cut Via off

"You have no right to tell me what I can and can not do! I am staying with Keely because I know she'll die if I leave her. Why don't you go do whatever because I am fine RIGHT HERE!" He said the last few words so loudly that a wandering nurse ran in to make sure everything was alright. The two shuffled out quickly, scared at Phil's hulk-like outburst.

xXx

Nine more days had passed and Phil was finding it a lot easier to comfort Keely now that his hand wasn't bandaged up, of course he had forced the doctors to remove the cast in Keely's room.

"Keely, I'm here for you, I'll always be here for you" He whispered gently. Her bracelet rattled as he moved her hand around. Keely's heart monitor started beeping widely and a familiar feel of dread fell over Phil. He knew exactly what was happening, but, yet again, Phil was powerless to help. Last time, he had given her mouth to mouth and pumped her stomach; but he wasn't gonna act like that this time. Still holding Keely's hand, he grabbed the alert button. It fell from his sweaty hands and under Keely's bed before he could press it. Tears we streaming madly down his cheeks and Phil talked to Keely, no longer whispering, but talking clearly although the pain and fear in his voice could be recognize.

"Keely! Please, you have to fight this. I've already lost you once; I don't want to do it again. Please. You are strong. The Keely I know isn't weak; you can't give in to this. Please Keely, I hope you can hear me, although you probably can't, but if you can, I want you to know I love you. Please wake up, Keely, please."

Phil's sobbing drowned out the sound of the beeping machine. The monitor was stabilising.

"Ph…ph…Phil?" A voice said feebly. Phil's head shot up from his hands.

"Keely?" Keely's eyes were open now, "Keely! KEELY!" it seemed to be all that Phil could say.

"Phil! You're alive!" she replied back

"Of course I am!" tears of happiness trickled down his cheeks, "OH, you're awake!"

"Of course I am you wouldn't stop waking me- wait, please don't tell me this is a dream"

"It's real Keels, you're in a coma. You got hit by a car."

"But I thought you got hit? The car just skimmed my toes"

"No, well, yeah, but you got even worse off then I was. I talked to you a lot; I hope that it got through" Keely nodded and wiped more tears away. Leaning up, the two best friends hugged each other.

"So you heard everything, huh?" Phil asked her. Keely kissed Phil's cheek and briefly nodded again, still hugging Phil. She moved her head back and gazed into Phil's eyes. Slowly, they leaned in towards each other. Phil shut his eyes as did Keely. Their lips touched.

See, I told you I'd do a happy ending but no you unfaithfuller's wouldn't believe me :)