Ok it's the fic finale! Woo hoo…. I hope this isn't a disappointment! Please review! also sorry this took so long to update! schoolsmaking me busy!

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Chapter 5:

Wherever he was, he was screaming, he was drenched in cold sweat and he could hear her name. Oh, that was him shouting it. "Kirsten! Kirsten!" he heard nervous voices in the background, recognizable, but he could not identify them. He was numb again, and suddenly everything went dark again, but he was still desperately screaming. The funeral was the last thing that he could remember, the wood of her casket, people speaking about her, Seth, and spinning, the darkness.

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"Kirsten! Kirsten! Kirsten!" she screamed, thrashing and throwing the sheets about herself. She was so cold and exhausted. Why couldn't they stop screaming her name? They were so loud and obnoxious. She needed some sleep. Where was Sandy?

"Honey, calm down, Kirsten… honey, wake up!" Sandy spoke, shaking her awake from what was obviously a nightmare. She was burning up.
She opened her eyes, and looked around, trying to grab onto something to help the spinning. Sandy's blurry face appeared in front of her, and he called her name. Was he the one screaming? No, that wasn't his voice… that was her voice. Why was she screaming? This was so confusing. She fell into his arms, and sobbed.

"Honey, honey, calm down. You're fine, you're ok, honey, Kirsten, baby…" Sandy spoke soothingly.

"Where am I?" Kirsten finally started to come to.

"Honey you're home, you've had a nightmare. Tell me what's wrong." Sandy said, kissing the top of her head and rocking her in his arms.

"I- I was dead, and I was you. You were so sad…, Seth was crying, you kept fainting, and you were so sad… Sandy why were you sad?" she started to ramble.
"Kirsten, baby it was a nightmare- no ones dead. Of course I was sad, you were dead."

"Sandy it was so real. I seriously thought that it was you thinking. It felt so real. And then the funeral. Seth… he told me he loved me. And then you fainted and I woke up…" her voice trailed off. "I have to go back to make sure you're ok." she said, confused and determined, and at the same time clearly not completely awake, and then she lie down and shut her eyes to go back to sleep.

"Honey, Kirsten, I'm fine, your not dead, Seth loves you and you're not going anywhere." Sandy said reassuringly, bringing up his wife to eye level, and kissing her forehead.

"Are you sure?" she said, yawning and laying her head on Sandy's lap, shutting her eyes.

"I'm sure." Sandy said, stroking her mess of blond hair.

"I love you honey. I'm so glad I'm ok. You were a mess." Kirsten started.

"I love you too." Sandy whispered, smiling. He rubbed her back, and when she was peacefully asleep, he positioned her on her pillow again, and wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly against him. He could feel her body subconsciously relax under his touch, and as he laced his finger with hers, she stroked his hand, in her sleep.

The next morning, Kirsten woke up in Sandy's arms and took a deep breath taking in his scent and reveling in the feel of his arms around her. She had been so scared last night from that nightmare. It had been so bizarre seeing the world through Sandy's eyes. She could feel how much he really did care about her. Seth and Ryan too. She would be in the same place if something ever happened to them, though. They were her life, her everything. She didn't know what she would do without them. It would be complete and total agony, and she had just noticed that. She knew that he loved her so much. Dreaming something so painful, like that had made everything seem so precious. Dreaming, and knowing that in a second that it could all be gone. She clung tightly to Sandy, and shut her eyes, knowing that for now, they were together. They could get past any challenge love could throw at them together, but when death did part them, it would only be for the moment, no matter how unforgivable it seems.

"Hey there." Sandy said groggily, releasing her from his arms, and propped his head up in his elbow, which rested on the pillow. "Hey." Kirsten whispered back. She turned around to face him and laced her fingers with his free hand.

"You ok?" Sandy asked.

"Yeah. I was so scared that it was real. I was scared for you." Kirsten admitted.

"It sounded scary." Sandy replied, smiling, and rubbing her arm supportively. "I know. And Seth. He was so heartbroken- he acted as if I didn't know that he loved me. Like he was sorry that we never spend time together." Said Kirsten, concerned for her son.

"Well you know that he loves you. Very much."

"I know." Kirsten said, looking down at her wedding rings. She laid her head down on Sandy's chest, and shut her eyes. He took her hand in his, and kissed the top of her head, stroking her hair.

"I love you. Seth loves you. Ryan loves you." Sandy whispered.

"I love you guys too." she replied.

"We should probably get up or we'll be late for work. The boys will need a ride to school." Sandy said, with a sigh.

"Yeah. I'll go make the coffee." Kirsten said, hopping out of bed, putting her bathrobe on and then walked towards the doorway. Sandy stayed in bed for a moment, watching her with loving eyes, and she looked at him confused.

"You coming?" she asked.

"Yeah right behind you." Sandy replied, snapping out of his daydream.

"Mmmkay." Kirsten said sweetly, before crossing her arms and heading out the door.

Seth and Ryan were already sitting in the kitchen eating bagels and cereal out of the box. Seth, of course, was talking Ryan's ear off. Ryan may or may not have been listening, but Kirsten's money was on the latter. She smiled to herself, appreciating their presence, even though they were completely oblivious.

"Morning." she said brightly.

"Hey Mom. We made the coffee and bagels for you guys already, just, you know, to avoid any cooking. Makes it easier on everyone." Seth greeted his mother, holding out a sesame bagel to her, and offering her a cup of coffee.

"Well thanks for takin' one for the team Seth." Kirsten replied sarcastically, taking a sip of the coffee from the blue mug.

"O for you, the world mom." Seth said, putting his hand to his heart dramatically. Ryan's eyes flashed back and forth between the two like an intense tennis match.

"Morning fellas!" Sandy greeted as he entered the kitchen in his bathrobe. His hair was still scruffy, and he was barefooted as he reached one arm around the small of Kirsten's back and kissed her temple. Seth, not looking up from the Arts and Leisure section of the paper, tossed him a sesame bagel, and held up a red mug next to the coffee pot, telling him there was coffee.

"Morning Sandy." Ryan said, looking up from a book he was reading.

"Thanks for the coffee guys." Sandy said raising his mug, and smiling.

"No prob. I expect repayment in the form of standing on the opposite side of the room from my mother and/or cash." Seth said in a monotone voice, still not looking up from the paper.

"No can do son!" He said, picking up the sports section of the paper, bringing Kirsten to him and kissing her as she started to giggle, and held the paper up in front of them as he wrapped his arms around her.

"Uhh gross. Ryan. You. Me. Leave. Now." Seth said, pointing towards the door.

"I think he gets that from you." Sandy said before kissing his laughing wife again. They would be late to work.

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Ok… that was a really sucky chapter- a bit obvious, ya think? Haha. Sorry about that. I just wanted a happy ending… all about the fluff. It's so hard to picture either one of them without each other. Please review!