Carry Your Name, I Don't Know How

You know how your life "flashes before your eyes" as you die? That's what I'm experiencing. I'm also experiencing a bit of adrenaline as I jump in front of a bullet aimed for Kyle's heart. I landed on the ground, motionless, but breathing. Kyle screams out my name in fear, anger, and surprise.

"Kels! Kellisa! No! Oh, God, please, no! Please, Kellisa, don't leave me! I love you! I wanted to ask you to marry me earlier!" Kyle sobbed hysterically.

Flashback

"Kels? I have something to ask you," Kyle took my gloved hand and led me into his cot. "Kellisa Normon, will you--"

"THEY'RE ATTACKING! THE TERMINATORS ARE HERE!" A soldier outside screamed. Kyle and I jumped up and ran outside, collecting our guns and ready for battle.

Flashback End

"K-Kyle, I don't want you to die. I'd happily die knowing you were alive." I croaked. Several medics carried me to the emergency cot and got to fixing me up.

"We're going to sedate you to take the bullet out, Miss--"

"Her last name is now Reese," Kyle snapped angrily at the doctor. He jumped, but nodded. Kyle leaned across the bed and kissed my forehead gently. "Don't die on me know, I don't know how I'd be able to carry your name without you here."

"I can't promise," I kissed him softly as the nurse gave me a shot with a sedative. "I...love...you...Kyle...Reessee." My breath hissed the last word as I slipped into the blackness that surrounded the edge of my vision.

Nine Hours Later...Kyle's POV...

I looked up at the doctor when he came out of my hope-to-be-fiancee's room. His face was troubled, sad even. I grew fearful.

"Is she okay? Will she live? Did she...die?" I chocked on the last word. The doctor looked up at me, and his face broke into a full-split grin.

"She'll live. We managed to get the bullet out of her chest before it gave her iron poisoning." The doctor opened the tent door and motioned for me to go inside. "She should be, in fact, awake by now." In answer, I shot up from the chair and ran into the cot. Indeed, Kellisa was awake and smiling.

"Kyle."

"Kellisa!" I gently hugged her and kissed her face all over. She laughed, pushing on my chest. I nuzzled my face on her shoulder, tears escaping my eyes once again.

"Shh, Kyle. I didn't die," Kellisa whispered. "And my answer is yes."

I looked up at her. Yes to what?

"Yes to what?" I voiced my thoughts. She sighed and slapped the side of my head.

"To your marriage proposal, dummy." Kellisa smiled and kissed me. I kissed her back tenderly, not wanting this moment to end. But, like all things in life, we had to be interrupted.

"Sir, Mr. Reese, would you like to stay the night with your wife?" I blinked as I broke away from Kellisa and nodded. The lights went out, the nurses scurrying out, and the doctor closed the door behind him. I turned back to my wife and smirked in the dark.

"Where was I?"

"We were here." She grabbed the back of my head and crashed our lips together.