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Notes: Yes, I know I'm late in updating, and yes I'm still on the Smallville kick! I so annoy myself sometimes. Anyway here's a new chapter and I have a few others that I'm working on. I'll warn they're gonna get spiritual but I hope you'll all keep reading cause after the next three it's gonna get really cool. Also this chapter may require tissues. You are forewarned! Enjoy and as always review!

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Sometimes Miracles Happen

By Ans4Christ

"I can't let her die. I can't. I won't. There has to be a way- there has to be something I can do. I have to try." Jonas quietly conversed with himself. He was sitting on the floor of Amy's office leaning against her desk. He'd been staring into space for a long while. He felt numb- and yet from somewhere deep within him he felt a fire starting to burn. He wasn't going to give up. He was going to believe for a miracle. He knew he sounded crazy. But he couldn't accept the alternative. Perhaps it was the prospect of grief or perhaps some unknown part of him that was believing for the first time in his life in something bigger than himself- perhaps he was just crazy. He didn't know and he didn't care-all that he knew was that he had to do something.

He knew what he needed at that moment. He needed to see Amy. To be alone with her. Maybe an answer would come to him then. He slowly pulled himself up from the floor and staggered out of her office. He made it the infirmary, how he couldn't have said. He felt as though every sense had been removed from him, as though he couldn't feel anymore. Luckily for him there was no one near to say anything about the time of night he was there. He quietly slipped into Amy's room. The image of her made him want to cry and to run out. But he proceeded forward and sat down next to her on the bed. He looked down at her face lovingly. For the first time in his life he knew what it meant to love someone or something more than himself, because as he looked at her he honestly would have traded places in a moment. He didn't want to see her hurt, and selfishly he didn't want to live without her. He didn't know how he would survive without her in his life. He touched the side of her face gently and brushed her hair to the side. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a glimmer of her cross pendant hanging faithfully on her neck. He smiled- her faith was such an intricate part of her. It completely dazzled him. He glanced at the table next to her bed and saw her Bible lying there. He looked from it to her for a moment. Then he got up and sat in the chair, opening the book to where Amy had last been reading.

Next to the bookmark that marked the page was an envelope with Jonas' name on it. He glanced at her for a second and than back at the letter. Curiosity got the better of him. Jonas opened the letter and started reading. Amy's usually neat handwriting was slightly shaky but he was still able to read it with no difficulty.

Dearest Jonas,

Since becoming ill I have dreaded the prospect of having to write this letter. And yet here I lay. I can't begin to tell you what joy it has brought me having you here the past few days. I desperately wish that it could have been under better circumstances but you know I'm not that picky. I have something that I need to tell you. Something that I wish could have been told oh so differently. I love you, Jonas. I think I have since the moment you collided into me in the hall. I know for the longest time everyone around us said that there was something going on between us and we denied it. At first I know that there wasn't. But for me to say that the prospect of being near you didn't fill me with joy, I'd have been lying. Even when I've been angry with you I've still wanted to see you.

I wish we could have been given the opportunity to have pursued this. Who knows what would have happened? But I am grateful for the time that we were able to be together. If I were to live the rest of my life without you, those few months knowing you would have been more than a lifetime with someone else. I know that you care for me as well- how deep I'm not sure. But know that I'll always be a part of you. And if I could be granted one wish it would be that you would be able to one day meet someone who could be there for you in the way that I cannot. I wish you nothing but the best. I want to see you happy- whereever that path may lead you. Don't be afriad to tread it Jonas.

I pray for you to have faith and to witness miracles in life. From sunrises to love. The evidence of divine Creation is around us everywhere. With all that the Earth may be facing I have peace, as should you. We must do our part to defend ourselves and to fight- but I have no doubt that no being could harm anyone without the Lord allowing it. It does not matter how powerful Anubis may become if God wished he could destroy him or all else. Like the Ancients I suppose, He does not wish to interfere- man has his own free will and must live with those consquences- but that does not mean that He will not interfere if He so chooses. He is more powerful than anything in this universe- He was, He is, and He always will be. I want you to rest in that knowledge and truth. Take comfort in it. This world- this life is not the end, and He has a greater purpose than we could ever attempt to imagine. I know I found mine. And I hope that you find yours. I wish I could see how this story ends- but perhaps I will from the other side.

My love always,

Amy