This is it! The end of Like Boy Like Girl and I hope you all enjoyed it. I'm pleased with the turnout and will be working on something new very soon to add to my list of projects.

Kellie's ears rang as she stared at the hand that lay near her, she couldn't breathe, blink, or scream, though her gut wrenched and her brain was pounding in her head to do so. Snow seeped down the top of her jacket. He'd saved her. His last act in life was to save her… She moved and laced her fingers in with the hand nearby, it moved and proved to be disembodied. Now she screamed, everything finally hitting her and there was little she could do. He was gone. He'd died. It was her fault! She shouldn't have been in the road! She should have been more careful. Edd's mother was crying from the doorway, screaming and running out to the wreck. Kellie's own mother was calling 911 and all the kids in the cul-de-sac had stopped moving, absolute shock settling over everyone. When Kellie's ears stopped ringing, allowing her to actually hear the anguished screams of a mother, the steaming of an engine, and her mother's quick, frightened rambling that came in stutters, she crawled forward, pulling the arm out from under the car, staring at it with dead eyes

From under the vehicle, another hand appeared, trembling and weak and reaching. Instinctively she went for it and pulled, dragging a bashed, bloodied Edd out from under the car wreck. He was breathing audibly, strained puffs coming from his lips. He wasn't dead! But lord was he close to death… She shouted over to Edd's mother who quickly came to inspect her precious baby boy. His severed arm now poured blood onto the pavement and Kellie tried quickly to find a way to stop the blood. Her scarf now lay, soaked in blood, but she tied it around his bicep, tightening it as much as she could, pleading to god to keep him alive. He wouldn't wake up, his eyes wouldn't open. She was scared as his breathing became longer, deeper and more drawn out like he was struggling. It was obvious he was in a lot of pain. His legs bent at grotesque angles, fingers twitching on the arm that still operated. Siren's could be heard now, ambulance as well as cop cars. What happened next felt like the blur of a dream, they lifted Edd onto the gurney and wheeled him off, the police attempting to remove Edd's father from the car as well. Edd's father was in even worse shape when Kellie saw him as he was loaded into the ambulance, Mrs. Vincent climbing up into the back to be transported to the hospital.

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The next few days were eerily quiet. The two Ed's were barely around, they'd leave with Mrs. Vincent in the morning for the hospital and wouldn't return until late at night. According to them, Edd hadn't woken up yet, and Mr. Vincent had passed upon arrival to the hospital. Days turned to weeks and months until it had been a full year later. Kellie didn't have the heart to visit him, still feeling as though her carelessness had contributed to his comatose state. It wasn't until his birthday on February second that she visited him. His hat was sitting on a table nearby, she never would have thought she'd ever see what was under the black cotton that hid him away from everything. She didn't know if it was there before or if it was because of the accident, but a large scar now sat on his forehead, stretching back through the hairline and disappearing behind his head. It was very nearly too much, and so much had changed over the year. She hadn't really been dating, but college starting was amazing. She had gotten a scholarship for her abilities in sports, but even that didn't make her feel better. She'd turned 20 on January 6th and spent the day alone on purpose. She'd finally gotten courage to see him and it was failing her fast. She sat on the side, a chair near him and watched him for a while. This… this was torture. She still remembered that day so very vividly, so much of him was spilled on the cold, snowy ground. Tears now poured down her face. She hadn't cried since that day and a few of them pattered on the bed and she lifted hands to her eyes, trying to stop the flow like a dam but they refused to cease and just went about, soaking her skin. Her breath caught in her throat when she felt a frail hand pull at her sleeve. She looked down at him, his eyes were barely cracked, blue poking out under eyelids, she hadn't noticed how thin he'd gotten until life had returned to his face and she noticed the slightly hollow cheeks. He didn't seem to know he'd been missing an arm, but then… he also didn't seem to care about anything besides her crying.

In her excitement, more tears seemed to flow, clutching his hand to her chest like she'd lost a piece of herself in waiting for him, so long she'd waited, too. Through the tears she put on a smile.

"Happy Birthday, Double Dork."

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22 now and out of the hospital, Edd called up for Kellie, trying to do things without his other arm was much more difficult than anything he'd thought before. Though he was absolutely fascinated by it! So many studies he could do, documenting his own experiences with phantom limb, the feeling of still having an arm, it was rather interesting. Though… buttering toast and preparing other foods was highly difficult.

"Does little Edd need help making his sandwich~" Kellie teased, leaning in the doorway.

"Don't make fun of me. I'd like you try to see what living like this is like." He pouted and with a laugh, she came in to help. It had been a long time since he'd woken up on that day, and upon learning he was out cold for an entire year, began to panic. Fortunately, his fears were fixed when their school agreed to let him take his final exams. The moment he did, colleges began pouring in from all over the world. He took the one that Kellie went to.

She fixed both sandwiches and they went to the couch, Kellie taking her seat on his lap, a position that greatly annoyed Edd but at the same time pleased him. The two went about, munching away at strangely made sandwiches, especially Kellie's, salmon and peanut butter… nothing could be so vile. They finished and Edd's chin rested on her shoulder, hands on her expanded belly.

"Next month right?" She asked, Edd was the one keeping track of time.

"Next month. Are you sure you don't want to find out sooner?"

"I'm sure. It's gotta be a surprise or it's no fun."

"Whatever you say then." Edd smiled, admiring their matching rings. The circumstance had been rather amusing, as the two sat out in the playground they used to play in when they were children, Kellie was the one to ask. It was strange, seeing her pull out a tiny box and look at the ring inside. When she asked him, he paused, did he really want to get married so soon? But then… the bigger question is could he even wait any longer? He'd said yes and took the box from her, placing the ring on her finger instead of wearing it himself. And now, nearly nine months after they'd been married, they would be having one more addition.

And to think, all of this started because of a conversation in the snow.