Good Evening, Savanah here to give you all a brand new story. It has been in my mind all day and I just wanted to share it with you all; to let you guys know that it is a sad story instead filled with heartbreak, and new responsibilities after one person dies from an unexpected illness. This takes place in an alternate universe; Gordon and Henry are a married couple and have a newborn baby son who they name George; but the happy atmosphere doesn't last long. I'm not going to spoil it but that's what it will be so get some tissues and prepare for the sad moment to unfold before your very eyes. Introducing: The Final Hours. NOTE: This is also going to be a short fic so don't expect a lot of chapters either anyway, enjoy!
~*The Final Hours~*
~*A Henry Fanfiction~*
Where: Sodor Memorial Hospital on a clear autumn evening.
He was staring out the window of the Sodor Memorial Hospital from his hospital bed. He sighed a deep sad sigh asking himself why did it have to be this way especially after giving birth to his newborn son? A few minutes into the infant getting cleaned up by the nurses, one of them came through his door revealing the test results to him in a flat and grave tone of voice; the illness had came back with a vengeance causing him to have headaches lately, fatigue, and swollen ankles, legs, and feet. He exhaled weakly begging and pleading if there was a way to get rid of it but all he got was a shake of the head as a sign for no. He started to shake hopefully the nurse not done with her job yet; he didn't want to see her in his state of woe he had to be strong, to fight through any obstacle that got in the way of life but deep down, he didn't have much time...
They said that he only had 48 hours to live.
Enjoy!