"Silvio is in the hospital," my dad told me, his voice uneven. "He was shot. He might not wake up."

But I wasn't surprised. I knew what could happen, what the risks were. It was the mafia. He had told me.

I had left my boyfriend Patrick for a little and hid with Mom and AJ until it was safe to go home again.

I was never scared.

When we went back home, I got in my car and drove to the hospital. Mrs. Dante was sitting beside him, and her eyes were red.

"Hello, Meadow," she whispered. "Hello."

I hugged her.

And then she left us alone.

His breathing was soft and slow… fragile. All of these machines were hooked up to him, keeping him alive. I trembled.

"Silvio," I whispered. But he didn't answer.

I knelt down beside his bed and took his warm hand in mine. His face was relaxed, his eyes closed. He looked like he was dead.

And he already was. It was too late for him…for his freedom. He had his chance long ago.

He looked so peaceful, so still. The air around us didn't move. I suddenly couldn't breathe.

Silvio.

I loved him.

I stroked his cheek softly and sang.

"Cause she slipped through my fingers. She slipped through my hands. We loved each other. And now she's dead. So I am alone."

Flashes of my lessons passed in front of my wet eyes—his patience, his kindness, the gentle and understanding look in his eyes, his kisses. His love.

"I am alone."

What if we had ran away, started over?

"I am alone."

But it was too late.

"Alone."

The chance had slipped through my fingers.

Alone.

the end


A/N: The song in Chapter 5 was written about Christopher and Adriana. It's called "Through My Fingers" and inspired this fanfiction:

"She slipped through my fingers

She slipped through my hands

And now I'm alone

Alone

And when I think about her

I break down and cry

Cause I loved her

And I'm dying inside

My angel loved me

And I tore her down

My angel is lying

In the ground

And now there's nothing

There's nothing left

I'm alone

There's nobody left

Cause she slipped through my fingers

She slipped through my hands

We loved each other

And now she's dead

So I am alone

I am alone

I am alone

Alone"

I hope you enjoyed my story. I hope to get some new ideas soon so I can write some more Sopranos fics.