Sorry if I haven't updated in like forever... I was coping you know... My stories were deleted and I'm writing them again But this time it'll be better... A little different actually. To those who used to read My Chemical romance... I'll be updating it Its already entitled UNTIL THE DAY I DIE. Title implies... same old same old...

Previously...

I tried calling him, he looked at me, shock registered in his eyes. he stopped running. but he was now floating to the room.

"Paul!"

I guess, I slipped from my blood or something.

My eyes rolled upward, my head with it and with a loud thunk, I fell to the floor unconscious.

My eyes felt heavier than usual and my bed was harder.

I opened my eyes and closed them again, the light was so bright.

"Oh my God!"

"Look, she's opening her eyes." I heard voices coming from the side of my bed.

I opened my eyes… blurred images zoomed to my view, it took me minutes to realize they were humans.

Brunette hair and a short blonde one.

"Mom? Is that you?" I asked the blurry brunette. I can only guess.

"Andy?" I asked the other figure…

"Oh, Suzie! You got us really scared! We missed you so much at home!" My mother sobbed into my shoulder as three more images, I can guess are my stepbrothers. faint outlines on their faces curved upwards, they were smiling.

"Mom, what happened? Where am I?" I asked in a raspy voice.

My vision got clearer and just in time, I saw Andy and mom exchange startled glances at each other and so did my brothers.

"Suzie… You don't remember?" She asked.

"No, mom... Why? What's happening? How come I can't remember anything?... Mom!" I sobbed hysterically and tried to stand up. A pain shot up from my abdomen and it traveled up to my head. Then another one coming from my leg... I felt a pinch or something from my stomach and I plunked back down the bed.

"Suzie, Suzie! Nurse! Somebody get a nurse" Was the last thing I heard before I blacked out.

(A/N: dont get confused please. There is a long period of time before Suze woke up the second time.)

3rd person POV

Susannah took in a sharp intake of breath and bolted upright in her hospital bed.

It was a dream… A blurred face reaching out to her but the owner of the face was floating away… The blurred face became more and more blurry… Then someone stroked her cheek.

The man in front of her was startled too but regained composure immediately.

Suze was still adjusting her line of vision when another pain shot up from her abdomen and she plunked back down the bed but this time she didn't loose consciousness. The outlines of the room became clearer now and a face loomed over her curiously.

When Susannah's eyes met his, there was this yearning like feeling that buzzed inside Susannah.

The doctor smiled cutely at her, he wrinkled his nose and gave her a one sided grin where his dimple was prominent. A strand of hair fell down the doctor's face and he blew it back in place.

"God, he's hot." After a few months of sleeping like a dead person, that was the first thought that came into her mind.

The doctor noticed Suze staring at him,

"Susannah Simon?" he asked while he was raising both his eyebrows at her in a delighted and questioning manner.

"Yes?" was Suze's smart reply and deep inside her neurons were secretly sending SOS messages to her brain. "Oh my God. I must look terrible!" she thought. A look of supreme vulnerability washed Suze's face but she realized the doctor was still looking at her, rather intently she might add. Suze cracked a toothy yet confused smile. The doctor ran his hands to his hair and smiled fondly at Suze.

"Good…." the doctor cut himself off.

"Night." and added humorously.

Suze found this odd because they just met and he wants to say good bye already.

"I must be terrible" She screamed mentally.

Confused, Suze looked around and noticed the clock beside her bed it was already11:50 pm.

"Oh…" She trailed off.

"Yeah, Oh…" The doctor mocked… but in a humorous manner.

Suze narrowed her eyes a bit at the doctor. Wondering… who he is, how old is he, is he really that friendly… but basically she just wanted to know who he is. Period. That's what her brain tells her anyway.

"I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name…." She said but the doctor cut her off in mid sentence.

He sat comfortably at the side of the bed and faced Suze.

Suze's defense mechanism was up… her hands tensed but as she did so, her head throbbed, like she felt her heart beating inside her brain, which was a little weird…

"Susannah, how are you feeling?" The doctor asked.

"Peachy… just plain peach…y." she answered looking anywhere else except the doctor's face.

"Oww." she squeaked.

"Why? What is it?" The doctor asked as if he really was concerned…

"Is he?" Suze asked herself.

"It's my foot, I can't feel it… and same as my legs…." She answered trying to move her legs.

"Oh, it's fallen asleep, …you've been dormant you see." He answered carefully.

"Dormant?…." She asked cluelessly.

"Don't you remember anything, Anything at all?" He asked.

"No...?" It was more of a question than an answer.

"What exactly happened that day? I can't remember a thing... What's happening to me?" she thought to herself.

"How you got here?" Doctor asked.

"Ouch... No." Suze answered. Her head ached while she thought hard. She held her temples and massaged it carefully.

"Why?" The doctor asked holding both Suze's hands which were on her temples. There was a jolt of electricity when they touched. Suze looked up in shock and found her self even in more shock when she found that his face were only inches from hers. She had this nagging feeling... but she chose to ignore it.

"It's just... my head...It aches randomly." She answered closing her eyes and secretly taking in the scent of her new friend. The smell wasn't anything strong or spicy... it was plain homey. That familiar smell in pillows, teddy bears and in bed sheets, it was comforting. There was soft shaking from her shoulders. But something was stopping her from waking up, the pain floated away, she felt like she was in heaven.

"Susannah..." She was in a bed. She opened her eyes and saw that the room was covered fully in pink. She smiled to herself it was a comforting view... she never liked pink but something about this room made her feel light. Her hands felt the bed sheets. It was familiar under her touch. She looked around and saw a bay window she stood up and wrapped her hands around herself while looking at the spectacular view of the ocean. It was getting chilly. Suddenly, she felt warm comforting hands slide from behind to hug her. The person behind her rested his head on her shoulder. His breath was tickling her sensitive skin. She closed her eyes, sighing in contentment. Suddenly, she felt soft lips meeting hers and his kiss was very smooth but a bit rough. A voice started to call her. "Suze, Dinner's ready!" With that, the lips on her pulled away and suddenly, air entered her system.She started chocking and coughing.

"Susannah!" It was that voice again. This time she woke up.

She jolted from the bed as if it were on fire while coughing loudly. She opened her eyes and saw that the Doctor was looking at her, his eyes were full of concern. Once she stopped coughing, she asked "What happened?" her voice was raspy from all the coughing.

"I think I should be the one asking you that. One moment you were having a head ache then next thing, you... you just..." He can't bring himself to say it. "I just what, doc.?" There was a pause.

"You just... died." he answered

"What!" Susannah asked.

"Calm down, your head might ache again... You were technically dead... but you,... you were speaking but you weren't breathing."

Another pause.

"Speaking?" She echoed.

"Not really, but you were smiling and whispering things. It was very weird." He answered.

"Whispering..." Suze thought again but this time the pain wasn't there.

The Doctor sat down again beside her and she immediately felt something... but she couldn't place it. His heat coursed through her. "What exactly happened?" The Doctor asked. as he positioned himself better, tucking his other foot underneath his other leg. "I was having a dream... I was lying in bed and I was in a room and... It was familiar...I walked around to the baywindow... I was just standing there and there were hands..." She flushed at the mention of this. The doctor gave her a look which says... " Continue..." "The hands were..." She trailed off recalling the sensations, it felt real. His soft hands enveloping her in warmth... "Susannah!" There was a violent shaking from her shoulders. Her eyes sprung open to find the doctor in a very close range to her face. "There, it happened again. What exactly happened?" The doctor asked again. "I was thinking about the dream I had earlier and I don't know, I felt like there was a magnet that didn't want me to wake up... Like those dreams were the realitly... not this." She answered.

"Look me in the eye. Concentrate... Look at the irises... what color are they?" The doctor asked while his hands were holding Suze by the shoulder still.

How ever Suze couldn't answer she just stared... "Okaaay... Just do what you are doing. Keep your eyes open and look. Keep your conscious mind with me." Suze nodded in a daze.

"Tell me exactly what you saw in your first dream."

"Which first?" Suze asked

"Did you dream when you were asleep?" Doctor asked.

"Yes." Suze answered.

"Tell me what you saw."

Suze closed her eyes but to be shaken by the man infront of her. "Keep your eyes open. Just think..." He instructed.

"I was in a hospital... there was a man in front of me, he was floating away from me and to the room. He was reaching out for me and so was I... He was... sad. And-- and the room... it turned into a big tunnel of light... Everything was blurry... then I felt a hand stroking my cheek... that's it."

"Like this?." The doctor asked and he demonstrated it. He stroked her cheek. Suze's gaze flickered a bit.

"Susannah... You are so beautiful..."

Suze nodded vaguely wondering who said that. "Did you say that?" She asked. "Say what?" He asked back.

"Nothing..." She said shyly. "Look back into my eyes and tell me what the next chain of dreams were." He ordered softly

"I, I don't remember any dream anymore, apart of what I told you... That was it." Suze answered. Her gaze was dirested to the doctor's hands which were resting on her shoulders. "Oh, Sorry." He apologized.

"Are you sure? Was that the only dream you had for all these time?" He asked.

"I'm afraid so... How long have I been here actually?" She asked curiously.

"You don't know?" He asked a bit freaked but Suze just shook her head "How long doc?" she asked again.

"A year and three months." The doctor answered carefully.

"Two years!" It was outrageous.

"Susannah! Calm down!" The doctor shushed her.

"Calm down? I friggin wasted my years here in bimbo... limbo, I mean. No, no. that's not true. It was just yesterday..." But wait I can't remember anything.

"Look around you Susannah!---"

"Suze." She corrected as if programmed.

"Look at you..., your hair, it's longer, look around... everythings changed... time passed you by..." Suze noticed that the doctor was mighty in too deep about her situation. But she took his advice and looked around... the place was full of gifts and cards, baloons teddy bears... filled with "get well soon."something caught her eyes on the far corner of the room, there were a stock of flowers covering the couch. She pointed to it and asked about it.

"I don't know who sends those flowers... when I come up here, they increase. Since you were here, it's been there. No one tried to replace it... We thought it was from someone special." He answered professionally.

"Oh..." Suze answered as she stared into the flowers. "What flowers are they?" She asked. The doctor chuckled a bit. "I don't know much about flowers but I believe those are a combination of oleander and monkshood... I don't know about the rest... oh, some are lilies of the valley." He answered.

"What do they mean?" She asked again.

"Get well soon? maybe?Look, I'm no florist. How about this, I'll research on those flowers and you... go back to the topic."

"Wait. Those? from who are they, they're lovely." Suze was awed at the blooming flowers at the counter beside of her bed

He smiled. "Those are from me."

Suze flushed.

"What flowers are they?"

"Primrose and white hyacinths,yellowAcacia, a fig and that tall yellow one is a jonquil."

"Wow. Where'd you get 'em?"

"Yard."

"What do they mean.?" Suze asked as if she was a little toddler.

"You, look those up. now can we please stick to the topic?"

"Yes."

"What do you think triggered these dreams?"

Suze thought hard... at one point she closed her eyes and only to find herself being dragged back to reality.

"Touch." she answered.

He nodded in agreement. "The first one, someone stroke your cheek, then, what about the other ones?"

There was a pause and all that she could here were the crickets outside.

"Yes,... that's it." He stood up. "I revived you earlier... I touched you. No, that was after... ah, I touched your temples right? that must be it."

"Uh-huh..."

They tried to trigger the memories again but it wasn't working. He came to a conclusion that these memories are triggered randomly by places that she has been touched before by the person whe knew.

"Where are my parents?" Suze asked.

"Your mom..., I'm sorry to be the one to inform this but she had a heart failure which led to a stroke." Susannah's eyes bugged. "Don't worry, she's fine now."

Another pause.

"What date is it?"

"September 14 2006."

"What about my schooling?"

"It's all taken care of. Don't worry."

"Susannah, I have to leave you for now. Doctor Wilcox is coming to chek up on you and we will be contacting your family so they can visit." With that, he stroked my hair and smiled at me. He picked up his clipboard from the table and walked towards the door.

"Wait..., what's your name?"

"Doctor De Silva but you can call me Jesse."

"Good night, Jesse,"

"You too, querida." Then he put his reading glasses on and walked outside.

"What does querida mean?" She asked herself.

She lay there in bed. Thinking of how familiar Jesse's dark eyes had been, how friendly he was, how charming his Spanish accent was and how old he might be. She tried recalling things... but failed miserably. The door opened and in came doctor maybe in his early thirties or late twenties.

"Hello Susannah, I am Doctor Wilcox."

"So... let's start. How have you been feeling lately? Any sudden pains? head aches?"

"What do you mean One in a million!" Deborah Simon erupted at the doctor in front of her.

"Honey, honey… Calm down…." Andy Ackerman shushed her wife as she fell helplessly into his arms.

"How come it had to be Suze? She's young, she's only 16 and you tell her this!" Deborah Simon said

"It pretty much shocked us all at first. It's something new. A breakthrough in diseases." The blonde doctor Wilcox announced.

Deborah Simon rolled her eyes in a heated manner and tempted to lunge the doctor even if she was now bound in a wheel chairbut Andy's grip on her was firm.

"Look, doctor…. Whatever, Just shut the hellup already okay?" Andy said viciously at the now trembling doctor.

"Hello, I am Doctor De Silva..." He introduced as he came in the conference room.

Dr. Wilcox gave him a thankful look.

"I have a proposal on how to help the situation of Susannah..."

"Yes, we must make the most of her condition and grant her a new beginning, what do you say?" Wilcox cut in, in a desperate attempt to look good.

"What are the risks?" Andy asked

"Yes, and what do you want in return?" Deborah asked curiously.

It's quite along one... hahah! I updated!

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Sorry for all the typos and such. My bad.

Summer is here! yay!

L.J

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