It took me a really long time to decide on whether or not I should put this chapter up now, or write one more before it. I hope I made the right decision.. .

Disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight Saga.


I had never been so nervous before in my life.

The last three days had been the most horrible days of my life.

Harry and I hadn't been more than five feet from mom's room for more than five minutes.

In fact, Harry slept in the same room as her every night. He spent almost every waking moment in there with her. They talked for hours at a time. He only left to go to the bathroom. They were starting to serve him food.

I felt horrible about how little time I was spending with my mother during, what could be, her last week with us.

But I couldn't bear to see her like that.

A year from now, when I remembered her, if I remembered her, I wanted to remember her healthy. Exuberant. Happy.

Which was exactly the opposite of what she was now. It hurt me to see her stuck in bed all day. Unable to do anything for herself.

The few times I did go to see her, ended with me running out of the room in tears. I couldn't understand how Harry endured it.

I spent most of my time with Paul. For some odd reason, he was still here.

He only left once, to get a change of clothes and to explain to Embry why we wouldn't be in for work for the next week.

It was nice having Paul around. I had been skeptical at first, sure that his sarcasm and snide remarks would get on my nerves by the end of the first day.

But he had been quiet, and supportive. He and Harry had become best friends by the end of the second day.

At first, I couldn't understand why he would stay with me.

This could hardly be considered as any type of date. All we did was sit in the waiting room. Sometimes I'd cry, and he'd have to hold me until I ran out of tears, which never seemed to happen.

But he never left, he never complained. It was odd how much Paul had changed in the last seventy two hours. How close we had become…

"Kelly?" I looked up at Paul slowly, tiredly. I hadn't slept properly in what seemed like forever. I could literally feel the bags under my eyes.

"Hm?" Paul had been on the phone for a while now. He seemed angry now as he held his hand over the phone.

He sighed, his eyes narrowing.

"It's Embry; he wants to talk to you." It took me a while to figure out why that would be a problem. Why Paul would be so angry about it.

It seemed like a lifetime ago that I had been so worked up over Embry imprinting. It seemed like such a petty thing, compared to what I was dealing with now. I felt so stupid now, looking back, all that time I had spent being upset about losing Embry. All that time I could have spent with mom. Maybe I could have prevented all of this. It had only been a few days.

But I still shook my head at Paul. No matter how petty the situation now seemed, I didn't need the extra drama.

Paul nodded and turned away, but not before I caught the smug smile on his face.

"She doesn't want to talk right now." Paul's voice faded as he walked down the hallway, away from me.

I sighed, pulling my knees up to my chest. I hated being alone, I rarely was. But it made me nervous, sitting by myself. I glanced towards where Harry was still with mom.

It was eight o'clock and I hadn't seen Harry since morning. A part of me was worried, but I had to start trusting my brother. He was probably fine.

"Kell, what are you doing?" Paul smiled wearily as he entered the room, shoving his phone in his pocket.

I shrugged, letting my legs fall to the floor.

"Thinking," I muttered. He sat down beside me, putting an arm around my shoulders.

"About?" I bit my lip. In the course of the last few days, Paul and I really had become close. I usually didn't hesitate now before telling him something. If I lost mom now, I wasn't sure if I'd as upset as I should be. Her hospitalization had brought Paul and I together, and for that, I was kind of grateful.

"About what I'm going to do. After..." My voice trailed off. I didn't like to think about it, but I knew the end was coming. I could feel it.

"Kelly, you don't have to think about that now." I shook my head.

"But I do. Where are we going to go? I don't know about Harry, but I can't live in that house anymore." Paul sighed.

"I guess you guys could stay with me-" I shook my head again, cutting him off.

"No, we couldn't do that." But I had to admit, I had considered it. I could keep my job; Harry could stay at the same school. And Paul... Well, Paul would be more than thrilled to have us.

But I wasn't sure if it was just the house I couldn't deal with. Maybe it was this whole town.

I had always thought La Push would be our last move, now I wasn't so sure.

"Really Kell, I wouldn't mind." I shrugged. I smiled bleakly at the nurse who came in to turn the TV's off.

Bed time again.

"I should go check on Harry," I muttered, looking for a reason to escape.

I tried to get up, but Paul grabbed my arm.

"Hold on, we're not done talking about this." I sighed, turning to face him. He released my arm.

"Paul, I really appreciate everything you're doing, but-"

"Kelly!" I heard Harry yell for me and was out of the room in seconds, completely ignoring Paul yelling after me.

I ran down the hall to where I knew Harry would be.

"What's wrong?" Lights were switching as Harry's broken sobs echoed through the halls. "Harry!" He pointed at mom's room.

"Mom?" I could hear the doctors and nurses coming starting to come into the room after me. I pushed through them to get to mom's hospital bed. "Mom?"

She smiled weakly, her eyes searching for me. I had never seen her look so frail before. So broken. I could see it in her eyes, the life leaving from them. She was giving up.

"Kelly." She had found me. She tried to lift her hand off the hospital bed, but it wasn't rising more than a couple of inches.

I took her frail hand in both of mine, tears welling in my eyes.

"Mom? Are you...Are you okay?" She smiled again.

"Don't you dare forget me Kelly Daniels. Keep a place in your heart for me, just like you did for your dad." I squeezed her hand gently, my heart dropping when she couldn't squeeze mine back.

"Don't leave me. Harry..." My tears fell onto the bed as another doctor tried to remove me from the room.

"Take care of your brother Kelly. He's the only one you've got."

"Mommy, please." I could barely understand myself over my own tears, over all the frantically beeping machines, and all the doctors yelling at each other across the small and now suddenly crowded room.

"I love you Kelly. I love your brother too. I couldn't have asked for better kids." She coughed, and her hand started to slip from mine.

"Mom..." I could barely see now through my tears.

"Don't forget me." And then my fingers were pried from her still warm, but suddenly lifeless hand.

I was pushed out of the room, and caught by strong, warm arms.

"Mom!" I shrieked, hysterical now.

"Kelly, Kelly, stop." I fought uselessly against Paul's grip. I gave up when he dragged me back to the waiting room.

I don't know how long I cried for. I didn't know when the doctor came out to officially announce...

I did remember that Paul stayed with me the whole time. He never let me go.

"Kelly." I looked up at him. I felt stiff from staying in the fetal position for so long. My face felt salty.

Paul gestured toward the window, where Harry had turned his chair to look out silently.

I looked at him for a while, thinking about what I had to say. I got up slowly, dragging my chair with me to sit beside him.

"Harry." He glanced at me, smiling warily.

"Hi Kells."

"I'm sorry." He sighed.

"Don't be. It's not your fault."

"And it's not yours either." He pursed his lips. I put my arms around, really hugging him for the first time in years. "It really isn't."

He was crying again. "I miss them Kells, a lot. Why'd they leave?" He mumbled into my shoulder between sniffles.

"They had to be together Harry. But let's not think about that. You still have me?" He laughed, sitting back up and wiping at his eyes.

"And you still have me." I smiled.

"See? We still have each other. We'll be fine. I promise." I hugged him again, and prayed that, just this once, I wouldn't forget about this moment.


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