Author's Note: Okay, so this is a REALLY short chapter, but I just couldn't bring myself to go into any more detail about this topic. I hope you enjoy!
The Death
75 marvelous years of life. 50 of them spent with the love of her life, Jeff Winger. But she was fading fast, he knew it. Everyone did. She had lost the majority of her memory, but she didn't want to spend her dying days in a hospital. So, Jeff sat with his still beautiful wife in the rocking chairs on the front porch. He knew he was fading too. The sun was setting on the horizon, leaving a streak of burnt orange. He looked over at her and reached out a shaky hand. "Milady."
She looked over and smiled, because that was one of her fondest memories, at least of the few that she could remember. She placed her hand in his and slightly tilted her head towards his body. "Milord." He let out a chuckle and then the earth went silent. He saw her head gravitate towards the back of her chair and the muscles in her hand release. A tear escaped his eye as he looked over at his Annie one last time.
"I love you, Annie Edison Winger." With that his eyes closed for the very last time.
Well...that's it. I cried a little bit. Not really, but it made me a little watery. They are just SO adorable together!
I hope you all enjoyed. This was my first fanfic written for Community. I'm still working on getting the characters and their dialogue right (still no where near being able to write for Abed), so if you have any advice or criticisms I'll take 'em both.
Thanks again for reading!
