Ok before I forget! I don't own Keith. Sad right? Def! cause if I did own Keith then the movie would've ended up like this, happy and cheerful, rather than how it did. But I think I was really nice about it. I even let them keep the final footage they had. Aren't I swell?

Oh and I know very little about cancer or cancer treatment centers, especially Cancer Treatment Center of America, but there's one in my hometown and it was a handy name. Bear with me!

Anyway enjoy!

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Natalie's POV:

I woke up how I'd woken up for months now. Ever since Keith and I had decided to move in together I'd been waking up curled up against him in some way every day. Of course he was a wild sleeper. He was constantly tossing and turning and fidgeting. This morning I'd woken up to find that one of his legs was laying halfway off the bed as he was at an angle. He had one elbow bent over his eyes while his other arm supported my head. His movement didn't bother me anymore. When we'd first begun spending the night together I'd lay awake trying to get comfortable again after his latest spastic episode. But now I didn't even wake up for them. I simply adjusted myself to however he was laying and returned to my dreams. I know that he was concerned since I'd had "The Dream" again last night.

I hadn't had "The Dream" in so long though. I really don't know why I'd decided to pull it up from the depths of my psyche. It had virtually vanished since I started my work with the Cancer Research Center of America. Keith always said that he was glad about my work. Not only did it keep "The Dream" away but it also lessened my fears for him. I guess I thought that if I could do something about the fight against cancer then it would be less likely to come back for Keith.

His magic five year remission date was coming up soon. I couldn't wait. It was our wedding day. We were going to be married that day. That day that we found out that Keith was cured. Well, as close to cured as you ever really could be.

I looked up at him. He was still passed out like the dead. He would sleep for at least another hour or so. I could tell by his breathing. I thought back to our time in college when I had learned all these little nuances about him. Keith had found out about his "last chance chemo" towards the beginning of May our senior year. It was the best day of my life.

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I shut my locker door intent on heading to chem class to see Keith. But there he was. Leaning up against the locker next to mine, grinning like a fool. "Hey you!"

"Hey Partner." I loved that little lopsided grin he had. Very cute. He had a look in his eye like he was planning another bowling ball sharing time. I watched as he surveyed the hustle and bustle of students on their way to their last class on a Friday afternoon. When he met my eyes again I knew he was planning….something. "So what do you say we skip chemistry and take a world wind cruise around the Caribbean? I realize that the Caribbean is not in fact the whole world but maybe we could take the world by storm in segments, that way-"

I kissed him.

He shut up.

"Now what's this about a cruise?"

"Well actually I was wondering if you wanted to skip chem. With me. Today."

"Ah. Are we gonna take a cruise?" I began walking toward the front doors.

"Uh-no. But I can promise it'll be fun!" I quirked an eyebrow at him. "It will be! We just have to go do something that's..less fun first."

"Less fun like what?" We'd reached the front doors by now. As we stepped into the sunlight I could see Keith was looking at everything but me. "Keith, what's wrong?"

He shoved his hands deep in his pockets. Something was bothering him. All this added up to something pretty bad. It had to be. Had something happened to him? Was his leukemia worse? Something must have happened. Oh God.

"Partner. Partner. Natalie!" I finally focused on his face once more. His eyes were smiling. "I just have to go to the hospital. Nothing major. Nothing major." He repeated as I'd begun to freak out again. "It's just, wanna come with me?"

I was shocked. Out of all the times that I'd offered to go to the doctor with him. To be there for him. He's finally gonna let me. I was still worried. Worried out of my head. But I'd go. For him. I didn't answer. I just walked over to his truck and threw my bag in the bed. As soon as he got in I reached for his chin. I brushed my lips against his and settled in for the ride. Keith didn't. He planted his hand behind my neck and gave me one of those mind melting kisses that only he can. When we need oxygen again, Keith pulled away and started the engine. He's got that smirk on his face again. "Stop it!" I ordered him.

He grinned wider.

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I smiled at the memory. We'd been through a lot since that day. Keith's chemo (still the worst time in my life), college (we'd both chosen to go to a small liberal arts college once Keith was done with chemo), and really just surviving. Surviving was the hard part. Cause while Keith was the one with cancer, the cancer winning would have killed both of us.

"You're being all overdramatic and nostalgic again aren't you?"

I looked over at Keith. He hadn't moved. I wasn't aware that he'd woken up yet. "What makes you think that?" I asked, drawing my knees up to my chin.

"You're watching me sleep again," his voice was muffled and scratchy with sleep. "You only watch me sleep when you're thinking about the summer we spent in the hospital or our recreational activities in this room. And since you haven't kissed me yet I'm guessing my morning's not gonna be significantly better than a second ago."

"Pig."

He chuckled and rolled me to him. "But you love me anyways."

"God only knows why."

He leaned down and kissed my forehead. Blinking comically he asked, "Do we have to get out of bed today? Can't we just cancel everything today?"

"You want to cancel? You've been talking about today for months!"

"Ya but now I just wanna spend the day with my girl."

"Aw so sweet but no. Get up." I poked him in the ribs.

"Mean. Very mean." He gave me that smirk that said he had a plan to get me to do what he wanted. "Why do I love you again?"

I pressed my lips to his roughly. When I pulled away before he was ready I laughed to see the shocked look on his face. "Ring any bells?"

"Uh…"

"Now get out of bed! You're going to be late!"

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