Disclaimer: I do NOT own the poem used in the fic it's a poem I found on the internet by Joanna L. Basset

"Jasmine, you're all of a sudden so weak, you haven't been eating. When's the last time you've eaten something?" asked Jafar.

"Maybe last week," Jasmine said in a tired voice.

"We need to get you to a hospital as soon as possible," Jafar told her.

"NO hospitals. I'll try to eat something, but please no hospitals. If I go to a hospital, my father will find out all about it, and I'll be in huge trouble," Jasmine insisted.

Jafar respected Jasmine's wish, and picked her up and carried her to his room.

"You've been so good to me, I don't deserve it," Jasmine said sadly.

"Don't be so hard on yourself Jasmine. You are a wonderful person. I want to do this for you," Jafar held Jasmine for a while and made her comfortable.

Jafar went downstairs to get some grapes and yogurt, and bought it up to share with Jasmine, he also bought Jasmine the poem he wrote to her that they would say to each other everytime they saw each other when they met secretly.

"Hold me close and don't let go;
I'm so scared to be alone.
I've been by myself for too long,
And always had to be strong.
Now I only want to rest;
And lay my head on your chest.
Hold me close and don't let go;
These wars I fight no one knows.
Now whisper how you love me,
Say it tender and softly.
I am weary and soon will sleep,
But with you no longer will I weep.
So hold me close and don't let go,
For I never want to be alone."

"How about a snack, I bought some grapes and yogurt," Jafar suggested.

"I don't think I can keep that down, I promise I will try to shoot for breakfast tomorrow," Jasmine said in a weary voice.

"Look what else I bought. The poem you wrote me when we started seeing each other," Jafar remembered.

"Hold me close," Jasmine remembered.

"Don't let go. I'm so scared to be alone," Jafar began to recite the poem.

"I don't remember the rest," Jasmine said in a tired voice.

"I think you do," Jafar told her.

"I'm too tired. But I love falling assleep listening to your voice," Jasmine said in a very sad voice as she drifted off.

"No, don't give up! You can fight this," Jafar urged.

"My life is just a lie. I was nothing more than a mistake created by Allah," Jasmine wiped away a tear.

"That's your disease talking, NOT you. The Jasmine I know is a strong, adventurous person. The one who stood up to her friends when they found out about our relationship, and never gave up on me. What happened to the Jasmine who was determined to fight the marriage law? The one who changed me, and saved me from this evil world? This is not you it's your disease telling you that you are a mistake. You are a wonderful person, and you CAN do this!" Jafar was determined that Jasmine would get better.

"It's better this way. Thank you for taking care of me. Tell Aladdin that I'm sorry for hurting him, and I hope he finds someone who can give him what he wants, Tell Sandra I love her, and I thank her for accepting our relationship, tell Genie to keep being funny and always cheering people up. Lastly, I want you to know that I have always loved you, and I'm sorry for everything I've put you through. You were always the one, but I knew it could never be," Jasmine said with a soft cry. Jasmine fell assleep.

"NO! Jasmine, I can't lose you. Please try just for me. I can't make you want to get better, but I want you to try," Jafar hung over Jasmine.

Next thing he knew, Jasmine was unresponsive, but still breathing, so she was alive.