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"When's she gonna wake up?"

"Shut up, bro. Let her sleep."

Courtney stirred slightly, letting out a tiny sigh. She had been awoken from her sleep a few times by various people talking, but this time, she knew she wasn't going back to sleep. She recognized the two voices as Duncan and Dylan, but she could tell there were other people in the room as well.

"Why don't you all find my doctor and tell him I'm ready to leave," Duncan said. "And get me some digestable breakfast. I barely ate any of the crap they gave me earlier."

"Anything else, your majesty?" Dylan sarcastically asked.

"Well, if you insist..." Duncan started.

His Mom quickly cut him off, "Come on, Dylan. I don't want your arguing to wake up Courtney."

Courtney heard the two of them walk out of the room. "I'm up," she muttered.

"I figured."

She turned so she was laying on her back and opened her eyes. She saw Duncan sitting on the bed, leaning against the railing that was closest to her. He was looking down at her, smirking.

"Sleep well?" he asked.

"Until you all woke me up..."

He shrugged. "They woke me up as well. I'm surprised they didn't wake you up earlier. They literally barged into the room."

"What time is it?" she asked, sitting up.

He glanced over at the locked and replied, "A little after ten."

She nodded, running a hand over her face and through her hair. She looked up at him and saw that there were bags under his eyes. "Did you sleep well?"

He shrugged. "Kinda. I spent a lot of time laying in bed. I asked the nurse to give me some more of that medicine, but because I wasn't having any panicky symptoms, she gave me this relaxant stuff... It made me feel relaxed, not tired. I got a couple hours of sleep before Dylan and Ma barged in here..."

"What time did they get here?"

"A little after eight. Dad should be arriving some time this afternoon."

Courtney nodded before standing up. She twisted her body slightly, cracking her back, and also stretched her arms. She sat on the bed next to Duncan as he answered his phone.

"Hello?... ahh, Buongiorno... Bene..."

She could tell he was speaking to his Father, for they usually spoke Italian to each other. Even though she picked up a few phrases over the years, usually she spoke in English to his Father.

"Solo un po'... Non lo so... Dad." He paused, sighing. "Non ne ho idea..." He paused for another few moments before saying, "Okay. Alright. Bye." He rolled his eyes as he ended the conversation.

"That sounded... pleasant."

Duncan smirked. "Oh, it sure was. He was glad I was actually responding in Italian for the majority of the conversation."

"Look who's awake," Dylan said as he walked into the room.

"Oh, dear, I hope we didn't wake you up," Duncan's Mom said.

Courtney shook her head. "Not at all."

"Liar," both Duncan and Dylan muttered under their breaths.

"Can I go now?" Duncan asked.

Duncan's Mom nodded, picking up her purse. "You sure can. Well, once the nurse gets here with your wheelchair."

Duncan raised an eyebrow. "I can walk perfectly fine."

Duncan's Mom rolled her eyes. "It's part of their job. Just let them push you around."

"I'll let Courtney push me around," Duncan said, grinning at his fiancee.

Courtney rolled her eyes. "If it'll get you to get in the wheelchair..."

---

Courtney stared over at Duncan as he continued to toss and turn before finally turning onto his stomach. She let out a small sigh.

That day had not been one of the best ones. Brian's autopsy had been held that day, and afterward, family members and even close friends were allowed to see him. Duncan thought long and hard about it, but decided not to see him. Courtney didn't blame him - she wouldn't want to see a dead person, especially someone that she was close to. Brian's parents had seen him, and Duncan's Mom had went along, but stayed outside while Brian's parents were inside. It hadn't been a pretty sight, Duncan's Mom told the engaged couple later.

Courtney sat up slightly on her side and reached over, rubbing Duncan's arm.

He sighed, tiredly opening his eyes and looking at her. "Did I keep you up?" he mumbled.

She shook her head. "I've been having trouble falling asleep myself."

He made a grumbling noise before scooting himself over to Courtney and wrapping an arm around her waist and resting his head on her shoulder. She wrapped an arm around his shirtless back and used her other hand to hold his hand. They stayed like that for a few minutes before Courtney asked, "How are you feeling?"

"Not good," he murmured.

Frowning, she asked, "Are you feeling sick?"

He shook his head. "No," he murmured into her shoulder.

She suddenly understood what he meant. She began to slowly move her hand up and down his back, hoping the touch would calm him down. She felt him loosen up as she rubbed his back. They continued to lay there in bed for a few minutes in silence. Courtney was still softly stroking his back, while he played with her fingers lightly.

"Thank you, Princess."

She fondly smiled, her heart fluttering at the nickname that she slowly grew to love over the years. It was special, and it was said only to her, something she appreciated every time it was said. She kissed the top of his head and responded, "Someone's gotta keep you company while you're awake here in bed."

He smiled into her shoulder and said to her, "I'd rather it be you than anyone else."

She continued to smile and quietly said, "Same goes for you."

He chuckled before slowly leaning up and giving her a soft kiss on the lips. They let the kiss linger for a few moments before they separated. They rested their foreheads together, looking into each others eyes. Courtney's hand ran over the side of his head and through the little bit of hair he had, while Duncan's hand rested against her waist, casually toying with the end of her shirt and the top of her shorts. He suddenly let out another chuckle before resting his head on her shoulder. He groaned before saying, "God, I'm so tired."

She let out a laugh, giving his shoulder a light squeeze. "Then try to go to sleep."

"Can I stay like this?"

She rolled her eyes, leaning back against the pillow. "Of course."

"Sweet. Love you."

"Love you, too, Duncan."

---

Duncan was given the option to speak at Brian's funeral, and he tried really hard to come up with something, but in the end, he chose not to. He hadn't spoken much about Brian's death. When his parents or Brian's parents, or any other relatives or friends, would talk about it, he would sit there quietly, just listening.

Courtney was a little bit worried, so as they pulled into the parking spot at the cemetary, she looked over at him and asked, "Are you okay?"

He had been quiet the whole car ride. He looked over at her after she asked her question and nodded. "Yeah... I just..." He sighed, obviously upset and frustrated. He then shrugged; he was at a loss of words. He had been doing that for the past few days. He would want to say something, or even start to say something, but then would stop, not knowing what to say.

Courtney frowned and reached over, grabbing his hand in hers. "You can talk to me, y'know," she muttered.

Duncan cracked a small smile, giving her hand a small squeeze. "I'm not trying to be secretive or anything, it's just..." He shrugged. "I don't know what to say." He paused for a moment before continuing. "I don't really want to be here."

"Do you want to go?" she softly asked.

He shook his head. "No. We're already here. I hate to say something like, 'Let's get this over with', but..." He shrugged once more.

She nodded and stepped out of the car. Hand-in-hand, they walked over to the funeral. It was a small and intimate funeral, with 50 of Brian's friends and family there. His parents, grandparents, a couple of cousins, and girlfriend all spoke. Once they were done, everyone was allowed to say a final quiet (or silent) good-bye to Brian. Courtney and Duncan waited their turn, still holding onto each other. When they reached the closed casket, Courtney reached down and laid a couple of roses on top of the casket. She looked up and saw Duncan staring intently at both the picture of Brian and the casket. A few seconds later, he grabbed her hand once more, gave her a soft smile, and together they walked off.

They found Michelle standing there, talking on the phone. Courtney briefly saw her the day they arrived, but Duncan hadn't seen her at all during the trip. What surprised them the most was that she was sporting a tiny baby bump. It also saddened them, for they knew Brian would never be able to see his unborn child.

Michelle quickly got off the phone and softly smiled at them. "Hey," she said, moving a few strands of her black hair out of her face.

"Hey," Courtney said, smiling.

"Well, well, well..." Duncan smirked, forgetting the introductions. "Someone forgot to tell us something."

Michelle let out a tiny laugh, surprising Courtney. If Courtney were in Michelle's position, she probably would have smacked Duncan. Then again, Michelle was incredibly laid-back and had known Duncan a lot longer than Courtney had.

"I was actually going to tell you next week," Michelle said, rubbing a hand over her stomach.

"How far along are you?" Duncan asked.

"Three and a half months," Michelle said. "We were waiting until after I was three months, because usually the worst things happen then..." She sighed, looking down.

Duncan stepped forward and gave her a hug, also patting her on the back lightly. Michelle returned the hug.

"You're not as upset as I thought you'd be," he murmured.

She let out a quiet laugh. "Neither are you," she quietly said.

He shrugged, letting go of her. "Feeling remorse doesn't do me too good."

"Same," she agreed. She let out another sigh, shrugging. "I cried a bunch when I heard the news, but..." She smiled softly at Duncan. "You know him. He wouldn't want us mourning too long."

Duncan nodded. "He would have made a stupid joke that would have made us forget all about everything..." They softly laughed, reminiscing on their friend.

"So... I'm moving back to Hamilton," Michelle softly admitted.

"Really?" Duncan asked.

Michelle nodded. "I'm going to live with my parents until I get things settled."

Duncan nodded and brought Courtney to his side. "Well, you know our number. Just give us a call if you need any help. Now that you're only less than an hour away, it'll be easier for us to visit." Courtney nodded, smiling at Michelle.

Michelle nodded, smiling. "Thanks." She looked off at the crowd and said, "I better get going... I'll call you two later, okay?"

Courtney and Duncan nodded as Michelle walked off. They stared at the site for a few minutes. Duncan looked down at Courtney and asked, "Ready for the drive back? I'll drive this time."

A/N: FINALLY, it's finished! I wrote the first part in no time, and then I almost just submitted the first two parts, but I knew I needed to write some more, so I slowly, but surely, added the funeral. I was really hoping to get this up before Christmas, and I'm glad I did. I hope you all have a great holiday! And thank you all for the reviews! Please keep them up, they help me write more =)