I write a lot, I'm just really bad at writing fanfictions these days XD Sooo I'm having problems uploading anything to any of my stories XD

~Snowcrystal~

I know right? I'm so excited for it's completion! :D

The Genius With an Unbreakable Mind And Spirit

Btw I recommend listening to the song "Zero" by Imagine Dragons with this, that's what I listened to writing this :P

Accidents Happen

"Come on Jay!" Holly's voice pushed Jay into the waking world and away from his now distant daydreams. "Jay…? Are you ready to go?"

Jay's blind baby blue eyes slowly opened to gazed unseeingly in his sister's direction. "Of course," he spoke, his voice containing a rather lazy drawl with a sharp sarcastic flare. "I haven't been waiting for the past twenty minutes or anything. "

"Well then Doctor. Grouchy," Holly said with a casuall roll of her eyes turning his profession into a nickname in the process. "Let's get going-"

The sound of the hospital PDA crackling on cut her off.

"Code Blue in the emergency room!"

Jay's feet were instantly in action, leaving his belongings on the bench and beginning to race toward the emergency, able to hear his blood rushing through his ears.

"Repeat, Code Blue in the emergency room!"

"What's going on?" Jay asked harshly as he entered the emergency room with a decent bang of the doors. Glasses crooked in front of a fierce glare that demanded an answer from the young nurse in front of him. Who was whiter than a sheet and confused with shock. Jay seized the nurse by the shoulders and lightly shook them, "get ahold of yourself and answer me!"

"A-Ambulance!" the nurse stumbled over her words, "c-car crash v-victim!"

"Go upstairs and get Leah from the surgery center, Cylia's currently in surgery." Jay directed as he ran off toward the ambulance bay, able to see the flashing lights and heavy foot traffic in the area. "Shila get everyone unneeded out of here!" He snapped at a younger more inexperienced doctor as he side stepped another passerby and kept running, "the emergency room is closed to visitors until we get the victim safely unloaded!"

The double doors burst open and the ET's came running in with a special kind of stretcher and patient inside. Making Jay's heart seize up in his throat at the patient's identity. An identity hard to see through all the blood on her face and her mostly closed eyes.

Her clothing was bloodied as well, with traces of the ET's attempts in stopping the bleeding around the various straps, roam pieces around her head, and the neck brace securing her body from moving almost at all.

Jay knew what that kind of stretcher was used for. A scoop stretcher was used primarily for spinal injuries. A hypothesis confirmed further by the oxygen mask over her unconscious face and neck brace keeping her head still.

"No… Breanna!"

Six years ago

Eyes the Color of Warm Honey

Bree cocked her head to one side, looking curiously at the medical major with those curiously round doe eyes the color of warm honey he adored so much. "What're you reading?" She asked, as always, her voice seemed to be borderline bubbling up with laughter no matter who she was talking to. Even when talking to Jay, who had only spoken to her a few times in their shared psychology class.

Jay said nothing for a moment, discreetly looking up at the woman from over the top of his book. Why she was talking to him of all people he didn't know. Not when she was easily the smartest person in the school; when she was casually quadruple majoring in Mechanical Engineering with Honors, Biomedical Engineering with Honors, Computer Engineering with Honors and Psychology with you guessed it, Honors.

How the woman had any time to do all the things she did he didn't know, but somehow, she managed it. All the while scoring high marks and working as a software engineer with her master's in software engineering she earned during high school. She was an Einstein level genius as his friends and other people were concerned, and yet she was the sweetest person you'd ever meet in your life and had the patience of a dolphin. Add on that she was pretty, and Jay couldn't help having a little crush on her. She was beautiful in that bubbly scientist way, with curly dark brown hair usually held back in a low pony or messy knot at the back of her head; big almond shaped eyes the amber color of warm honey and a cozy campfire; deeply tanned skin with a multitude of freckles breaking up the darker skin; and a short and not too thin build.

Bree tucked a loose lock of curly hair behind her ear, her partially straightened bangs, to keep them out of her face, framing her heart-shaped face and emphasizing her curious eyes. "Jay?" She asked, "you able to hear me in there?" She reached forward to playfully knock on his head, but Jay blinked and quickly lifted his head, causing her palm to connect with the top of his head.

Where they both stopped and stared at each other, amber hued irises connecting with baby blue ones rimmed by black rectangular glasses for the first time.

She's A Genius

The thump of someone sitting down at the library desk in front of him lightly shook the desk, jarring Jay from his book. Despite how he stubbornly returned his eyes to the small print sprawling over the pages of the thick book.

A moment later thin tanned fingers pulled the book in Jay's hands away from his face, revealing the brunette resting her chin in one hand and pulling the book away from his face. "Hi bookworm," she grinned, flashing him her usual megawatt smile that made his heart race. "What're you reading this time?"

Jay rolled his eyes but didn't move to snatch the book back, finding that talking to the brunette was more fun to talk to than reading his boring textbook. "Does it really matter?"

Bree shrugged and brought the book closer to the tabletop before she read it upside down and laughed. Her laughter sounding like a soft bell. "Psychology? Jay this is the most boring book in the entire library, you know, that right?"

Jay's cheeks flushed a little and he frowned, "well not everyone's as smart as you," he snapped back and instantly felt guilty for the harsh words. "I'm-"He started to apologize before he paused and stared at her, noticing that she didn't take offense to his comment at all. "W-what? Aren't you mad?"

Bree blink and tilted her head in that adorable confused puppy-like fashion. "Should I be? You just stated a fact, right?" She offered a wry smile, "I know not everyone here as smart as I am, I have a really high IQ so not to be cocky for anything, I know I'm an odd ball."

Jay raised his eyebrows, feeling a little curious himself. "Then don't take any offense to this, but what's you IQ score?"

Bree gave another wry smile, "two-hundred and thirty last time I got tested."

Jay's eyes widened and he stared at her, jaw falling open, "and when was that?"

Bree shrugged in a very casual manner, clearly unfazed by her own IQ score. "When I was sixteen, so… about twelve years ago?"

Jay knew she was smart; he had known this since she joined the school with her current majors not being her first master's degrees at twenty-eight, but still. Einstien's IQ was about a one-hundred-and-sixty, so this woman was more than smart, she was a genius without a shadow of a doubt. "Dang," he whistled and leaned back in his chair, looking at the woman in front of him in a new light. "And how many degrees do you have now?"

"Including the ones, I'm working on right now?" Bree asked and when he nodded, she hummed in thought for a moment before responding. "I have a master's in software engineering and cyber security. Along with those I have master's' in broad civil engineering, electrical engineering and environmental engineering, a master's in applied engineering, mechanical engineering, biomedical engineering, computer engineering, and psychology." She then explained exactly how she did it. "I completed the first two in high school in three years, then four more in four years," she grinned sheepishly, "I needed that extra year for the two extra degrees. And I'm currently working on the last four right now, graduating in June with them."

Jay lightly shook his head, "that's incredible. I'd never be able to handle four degrees at once and have time to do everything you do."

"Eh, that's just who I am," Bree grinned, giving that same smile as the first one she had given him today. "But I want to know more about you, what are you going into?"

Jay sighed, looking a little reluctant, "it's going to sound pathetic against your accomplishments."

Bree's amber eyes narrowed slightly into a firmer look than her usual bubbly doe eyed one. "Don't compare your accomplishments to anyone else's," she said slowly, speaking slowly to make sure it sunk in. "They're called your accomplishments for a reason, after all," her expression softened into the bubbly expression Jay was fond of. "If everyone in the world was the exact same the world would be really boring right?"

Jay blinked, "I hadn't really thought about it like that." He mulled it over for a moment before offering a wry grin of his own. "I don't think the world could handle two of you."

Bree's smile widened, pleased by his attempt and teasing her, "yeah? I well I know the world doesn't need another one of you." Her amber eyes softened gently, "you're already as perfect as someone can get."

Jay lightly shook his head, a smile on his lips, "you're much smarter than me Breanna."

Bree shook her head and suddenly stood up, startling Jay from the sudden movements, "nah, you're just as smart as me, just in a different way. Now come on!" The genius of a woman looped her arm around his and hauled him to his feet, his textbook under her arm.

"Where're we going?" Jay asked as stumbled along with her, working to regain his balance. Which he did, but only for a few seconds as he tripped over air at her next words.

"There's a small café on the corner of the campus, and I figured that since you're having problems, I'd tutor you!"

Present

What if She Died? Then What?

"I didn't know she was even in the country."

Holly's voice broke the tentative silence reigning over the private hospital room. A room of Jay's request.

The latter was sitting beside the hospital bed, having dragged a chair over to the bed once his legs got tired from standing for hours on end. Jay looked tired, a fourteen-hour shift and finding out that his best friend was in a car wreck by having her transported to his hospital, wasn't something that had been on his list of things to have happen today.

"Me either," Jay spoke, his voice cracking and sounding like he had swallowed a mouthful of sand, "I think she was going to surprise me. Brittany called, freaking out and babbling about how Bree was trying to surprise me at my apartment after my shift but she and Bree got in a wreck."

"How's Brittany?"

"brittany's unscathed," Jay murmured quietly, his voice beginning to choke up with emotion. "They weren't, um…" his voice broke, "they weren't in a car."

Holly breathed a sharp gasp, "you mean Bree was actively hit by a car with no protection of a vehicle?"

Jay nodded, "Brittany reported that they were with a kid separated across the street from the kid's frantic mother. They waited for the walking signal and were crossing, the kid running ahead of Bree and Brittany when a car started to come to the intersection and turned left." Holly's silence was an expression of her shock as he continued. "Bree being the stupidly kind person she is shoved Brittany back to the ground and raced after the child as the mom was running too screaming. Bree threw the kid toward his mother and the car hit her right in the lower back. Effectively shattering her lower spine." He hands clenched around the blankets of Bree's hospital bed, tears welling in his eyes. "Dammit! She's such an idiot! Never thinking about the consequences for herself as long as someone else's safe!" He took off his glasses and threw them, not caring that the lenses shattered as he buried his head in his hands and took shuddering breaths. "She's such a selfless pain in the butt…"

"But that's part of who she is," Holly pointed out quietly, "you can't have Bree without that part of her that selflessly drives her to put everyone else before her-"

"I don't care!" Jay roared as he stood up, shooting a death glare at his sister and clenching his hands into fists at his sides. "What if she died Holly?!" He barked, getting closer to her and ignoring the startled look in his usually calm sister's face. "What if Bree actually died? She was hit by a car! A car ran a freaking light and hit her! They dared to hit the smartest and kindest person in this entire world! Someone that CAN NOT BE REPLACED!" His chest heaved with his angry breaths and tears blurred his already distorted vision without his glasses, "there's only one of her," he held up one finger, "just one," he said hoarsely, "and what am I going to do is she's gone Holly? I can't replace her. Nobody can replace an angel like that." His hands trembled, "nobody else has that drive, that drive to make the world a better place with all of her heart no matter what happens to her. She could be sick with the flu and she'd still be inventing and working on technology to better the world. Solving the world's problems one by one all by herself."

Holly cautiously put a hand on her brother's arm, half expecting him to wrench free and snap at her like he always did. To her surprise he didn't flinch, just stood there. "Jay… you can't look at it like that. If you do you'll be miserable…"

"Yeah," a third voice spoke up and Jay looked over, having not noticed the arrival of the other two in the room during his rant. This owner of the voice had sapphire blue eyes that sparkled like stars and wavy black hair pulled up into a ponytail. Along with lightly tanned skin and freckles making her seem younger and more carefree. She approached him; blue eyes focused on him. "Jay if you focus on life like that then you're only counting down the days to when she really is gone. When her kind nature catches p on her and karma puts her through hell."

"When did you get here Cynthia?" Jay grumbled, his breathing shuddering as he took a few deep breaths and turned to his younger brother's YouTuber of a wife. A woman no where near as smart and kind as Bree, but with her own heart of gold and fierce protective instincts.

Cynthia smiled wryly and adjusted her hold on the sleeping infant in her left arm, "halfway through your worry wart of a rant brother-in-law." She teased him lightly, breaking the ice and helping the stressed doctor relax. "Honestly, if you love her that much Jay you should tell her. Bree wouldn't dare do anything to make you uncomfortable, she's always been careful to not push your buttons."

Jay sighed, "you just want her to be around more often," he grumbled in a sulky manner at being casually called out on his feelings for the brunette.

Cynthia made no sign of being offended by the selfish sounding comment, "nah, I'm too busy with the twins these days to do anything with her." She stepped forward and pulled him into a one-armed hug, "I just want my family to be happy. All of us."

Jay stiffened at the contact, staring at the wall behind Cynthia, but Cynthia didn't move away.

"Listen to her Jay," Jay's blonde younger brother came over and lightly slapped him on the back with a grin, the other arm occupied with Miles, the second of his and Cynthia's twins. His expression kind and concerned, "and stop bottling up your emotions. There's no shame in crying, but especially in a situation like this bro." He lightly patted his back in a brotherly fashion, "your best friend was just hit by a car, brought to your hospital, and confirmed to never be able to walk again. Get it all out," he said as Cynthia gave him Cleo and offered Jay another hug.

At which Jay's expression crumpled. Screwing up into a miserable expression as he let Cynthia hug him and cried, the stress of everything happening today wracking his thin frame.