Chapter 12 Dawn of the Second Day ( No Zelda Spoof )

Shines of light from the window above the bed, no blinds to seal them away. On the bed is, at peace, two still forms, a man and a woman. The man wears a white t-shirt and flannel green pants, the curls in his dirty blond hair soak in the sun making them appear dark gold, his face buried in the woman's spikes of hair on the back of her head. The woman sleeps as soundly as the man, you would barely notice the breaths escaping her nostrils, her hair is a dark yet light blond, wavy at the front, her bangs covering her left eye, but having wavy spikes sticking naturally out the back of her hairline and as said before, being inhaled by the man like a bouquet of freshly picked flowers. Her hair was naturally this way but was a rare type of hair style to be natural, instead of regular pajamas she wore a dark yellow, almost brown military uniform, with a dark brown belt and a matching short skirt for the upper uniform. The man, unknowingly in his sleep, had his arm's crossed over her chest with one hand dangling below playing with her belt buckle. The woman nearly wears a brown pair of gloves all the time, but forgot. These two may seem like an odd couple to most people but this is love for them, not the kind of love teenagers at the age of sixteen get into just for typical ass grabbing sex, no this is true love but this is not near the end to a happy ending. The man and woman have a name each, Dayne Sanders and Seras Victoria, and their destiny's are far from completed.

Dayne's eyes lifted slowly, remembering where he was he smiled, he sniffed Seras' scent on the back of her neck right above the collar piece, the smell of sweat was a little stronger but her smell was still very appealing. It was already starting to work out as a routine that he would get up and get ready before her, the poor girl must be so tired from having to kiss everyones ass while taking crap from them, but that was her old life now, now she would get all the credit she deserved for her hard work, and I'll be damned if I let you be taken back to that old life, whispered Dayne as he slowly aroused himself from his sleep. He was still to tired to notice her lips curl into a smile as he kissed the back of her ear.

He got in the shower for about half an hour before he got dressed, and made himself a bowl of cereal. half way done with his breakfast Seras walked out of the room yawning in a happy mood. All of her uniforms attire was back on save for her gloves which she walked over to the table in front of the couch and retrieved them instantly. Sleep easy, asked Dayne? Like a queen, replied Seras as she positioned herself in a chair on the opposite of Dayne's chair. You do mean so much of the world to me Seras, said Dayne. I know I do said Seras as she reached her hand out and put it on Dayne's. Halfway with a spoon full of cereal to his mouth Dayne's eyes went wide and he suddenly dropped the spoon, spilling it's contents on the table as his eyes went wide with tears streaking his face. Seras quickly got worried, Dayne, what's wrong? It had to have been post traumatic stress. Dayne's eyes rolled into the back of his head, he started to foam at the mouth with a little bit of blood escaping as he went into a seizure. Dayne!? He fell out of his seat, Seras raced out of her chair and caught him as fast as she could, his body shook more violently as she caught him in her arms. Thinking quickly she dug in his pockets and pulled out his phone, she dialed 911. An operator picked up, hello how can I help you? I need an ambulance right away, screamed Seras, she clasped the phone shut. she remembered how to treat a seizure luckily, she cradled his head and hummed a lullaby, She let a few tears roll down her cheeks. Minutes passed and he didn't get better, he only got worse as his knees started to buckle and thrash about. Suddenly three knocks struck the door. Come in, yelled Seras. Two paramedics slammed open the door and grabbed Dayne, Hauling him to the ambulance.

Patient is suffering a seizure, noted blood and foam at the mouth. I've never seen a seizure like this before replied the other paramedic. Heart beat is rising get me a sedative, The needle was rapidly punctured through the skin of Dayne's right arm, heart rate's still rising. GOD DAMN IT WHAT THE HELL'S WRONG WITH HIM. The heart monitor flat-lined. We.. couldn't save him, said the paramedic, his name tag read Kregs. He's not dead yet, said the other, his name tag read Johns, get the defibrillator. But Sir... DO IT! Kregs charged up the defibrillator while Johns ripped Dayne's shirt off.

He's not ready yet, Give him more time. a blurred voice. Tis not you're destiny to die today... A shock filled the air around Dayne...more blurred voices. We've got a reading he's gonna make it... he's gonna pull through... I suddenly heard a familiar voice, soothing and innocent. Dayne?

Dayne awoke to the sound of a heart monitor, his vision was blurry but what he made out of it resembled a hospital room, tight space with a drawer for clothes, the sheet,s that feel like cold plastic, a small television set playing an old re run of loony toons. He closed his eyes and opened them lazily looking to the left, he saw a pair of familiar blue eyes streaming with tears. Se...Seras? What ha..happened. Seras started bawling you had a seizure and you flat-lined for nearly a minute, but it's okay now, you're safe. Dayne lifted his hand to her cheek and wiped the tears away. Shh shh, it's okay I'm not gonna die on you just yet. The doctor came in, his name tag read Heighns. Well Mr. Sanders we nearly thought we had lost you, if this young woman had called any later you might not have been here right now. Yeah she really is someone I can count on, said Dayne looking at Seras. From her witness report she says that you had a seizure but it looked like post traumatic stress. Is it possible Doctor, asked Seras. We have seen post traumatic stress cases before where it can cause seizures from remembering what happened really well, but I've never seen a case where the victim starts foaming at the mouth and breaks a blood vessel, causing the slight amount of blood that ran down his chin.

Mr. Sanders I'm going to have to ask you're profession? Captain Dayne A. Sanders of the U.S Special Marine Division 9. OK so you're payment's will be covered by the Military and you should be out of here by five-thirty this evening. Doctor Heighns left the room leaving the two to chat. Dayne, what happened, asked Seras worried? I don't know, said Dayne putting a hand on his head, it was a memory of what happened Christmas, except...no one came to save me and I bled out amongst the rest of my dead family. For some reason I woke up in a room with no walls, it was just white, then someone told me it wasn't my destiny to die yet. And I heard you're voice before I woke up here.

I thought you were going to die Dayne, and I didn't want to be left alone again, She had her head towards the ground and started to sob. Don't cry Seras, cooed Dayne as he lifted her chin so their eyes could meet. Don't cry please, or you'll make me cry. Wait a minute did they stick a catheter in me, asked Dayne abruptly as he moved his legs. Seras only nodded. Agggghh SHIT! That was enough to make Seras giggle.


Well that's the twelvth chapter hope everyone who reads enjoys and please do feel free to write reviews for my story. I would greatly appreciate it.