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To clear up any outstanding doubts, Heero is now in the hospital and the former chapter was set mainly in his dreamscape where he is on the verge of dying.
"Wake up, Heero. Wake up. You can't die," pleaded Relena as she tugged on Heero's arm. They had managed to stop the assassination attempt and had whisked her off to Heero's side with maximum security accompanied by Lady Une.
Heero had been placed in the intensive care unit. The doctors were cautiously hopeful of his condition in front of Relena but told the others to prepare for the worst.
When Relena heard Heero say that to die was a big adventure, her heart broke.
'He's going to leave me,' thought Relena as she started to weep.
A pair of comforting arms came around her.
"Don't worry. He's going to be alright," crooned Sally.
"Trust us, Relena. We will not let him die," added Lady Une.
The door suddenly burst open to reveal a disheveled Quatre and Trowa.
"How is he?" asked a worried Quatre.
"He's going to die," proclaimed Relena.
"That's not true," countered Sally.
"You heard what he said. He said it was an adventure to die. He doesn't want to live anymore."
"He will not do that," said Trowa quietly. "He once told me that he would live no matter what the odds. He will not give in to death so easily."
"He's aright. He was strong enough to fight the war and live through it. He will not give because he has yet to enjoy the peace which he has fought for," added Wufei.
Relena looked at Trowa, then Wufei then back at Heero.
He was lying on his bed hooked up with so many machines that he looked like a cyber. His face was paler than the bandages that stretched across his chest.
'Is he really going to live?' she thought as she held on to this uninjured hand and prayed to every god she ever knew. She hoped that one of them could save the one man who she loved whole-heartedly.
The room fell silent. The rest of the room's occupants looked at each other helplessly. He had always been the strongest and helps them out but now he was the one who needed help and none of them knew what to do. Heero might be strong but he was still human after all. What if he died? What could they do about it?
The door creaked open to reveal the doctor, Carol Young, who was in charge of Heero.
"I'm sorry to disturb you but I thought that this might help." She entered and placed a branch of a cherry tree on the bedside table.
"What is that for?" asked Relena.
"It is to ensure that he recovers. My teacher died many years ago but before she died she told me to plant a cherry tree for her. It was like she knew that she was going to die. She told me to cut a branch off the tree every time I had no confidence in healing a patient and she will come back to help me. She told me that there were such things as angels in this world and that I should never give up hope. I hope with this branch your friend may be saved." With that she left the room and motioned the others to follow her. 'Hope? Will Heero have a hope of being saved?' thought a desperate Relena as the others filed out of the room.
Heero's mind
'What's that familiar smell? It smells like cherries. Just like her.' The smell reminded him of an old friend and teacher who had kept him alive through all those dangers he had faced in life.
'I believe in angels, Heero. There will always be hope in this world. One day, there will be true peace in the universe. Even those who have lost hope years ago will receive it. Don't ever give up, there is still more that you have not seen.' A voice from long ago resounded in his mind. The one who told it was better to live than to die.
She had never given up no matter what the odds against her. She had lived and died, leaving behind a legacy that was covered up the darkness of the universe. A few knew of her existence and the great contributions she had given.
'Yes! I must not give up. She had given me hope. I must let others know what she has done for them. I will live for her, to let the others know about her.'
Outside the room
"I wanted to tell you there is almost no chance that he can live," said Dr. Young as she let out a sigh. "His injuries are simply too much for his body to take."
"There must be some way that you can save him," pleaded Quatre.
"He simply cannot die," said Trowa.
"He still has a whole lifetime in front of him" added Sally.
"I have already tired my best. There is nothing left to do other than hope. That cherry tree branch is cut from the same tree as the one I give all of the patients who are on the verge of dying.
Some of them live after I give them the branch while some die. All you can hope that my teacher in heaven can save your friend." Dr. Young looked at them sadly.
"There are some things even angels cannot do."
"You mean that story you told us was real," asked Lady Une.
"Yes. Some of my patients heal on their own after I placed a branch beside their beds. After that they usually tell me that they have seen an angel who visited them. They say she was beautiful and took all their injuries away. But you must bear in mind that it does not always work."
"There are no such things as angels," huffed Wufei.
"May be not, but people need hope. Only with hope, can peace be achieved. When you are weak, hope is the only thing that can make you strong. Hope is a very powerful thing. It can spell the difference victory and defeat. Meanwhile, I am off duty so has asked the head nurse to get the wonder nurse to take care of your friend. She has a few years of doctoring under her belt and is also know as a miracle worker. Hopefully something can save you friend."
Thank you for all the wonderful reviews. I have finally chosen a title. Hope you all enjoy it. Pls read and review.
To clear up any outstanding doubts, Heero is now in the hospital and the former chapter was set mainly in his dreamscape where he is on the verge of dying.
"Wake up, Heero. Wake up. You can't die," pleaded Relena as she tugged on Heero's arm. They had managed to stop the assassination attempt and had whisked her off to Heero's side with maximum security accompanied by Lady Une.
Heero had been placed in the intensive care unit. The doctors were cautiously hopeful of his condition in front of Relena but told the others to prepare for the worst.
When Relena heard Heero say that to die was a big adventure, her heart broke.
'He's going to leave me,' thought Relena as she started to weep.
A pair of comforting arms came around her.
"Don't worry. He's going to be alright," crooned Sally.
"Trust us, Relena. We will not let him die," added Lady Une.
The door suddenly burst open to reveal a disheveled Quatre and Trowa.
"How is he?" asked a worried Quatre.
"He's going to die," proclaimed Relena.
"That's not true," countered Sally.
"You heard what he said. He said it was an adventure to die. He doesn't want to live anymore."
"He will not do that," said Trowa quietly. "He once told me that he would live no matter what the odds. He will not give in to death so easily."
"He's aright. He was strong enough to fight the war and live through it. He will not give because he has yet to enjoy the peace which he has fought for," added Wufei.
Relena looked at Trowa, then Wufei then back at Heero.
He was lying on his bed hooked up with so many machines that he looked like a cyber. His face was paler than the bandages that stretched across his chest.
'Is he really going to live?' she thought as she held on to this uninjured hand and prayed to every god she ever knew. She hoped that one of them could save the one man who she loved whole-heartedly.
The room fell silent. The rest of the room's occupants looked at each other helplessly. He had always been the strongest and helps them out but now he was the one who needed help and none of them knew what to do. Heero might be strong but he was still human after all. What if he died? What could they do about it?
The door creaked open to reveal the doctor, Carol Young, who was in charge of Heero.
"I'm sorry to disturb you but I thought that this might help." She entered and placed a branch of a cherry tree on the bedside table.
"What is that for?" asked Relena.
"It is to ensure that he recovers. My teacher died many years ago but before she died she told me to plant a cherry tree for her. It was like she knew that she was going to die. She told me to cut a branch off the tree every time I had no confidence in healing a patient and she will come back to help me. She told me that there were such things as angels in this world and that I should never give up hope. I hope with this branch your friend may be saved." With that she left the room and motioned the others to follow her. 'Hope? Will Heero have a hope of being saved?' thought a desperate Relena as the others filed out of the room.
Heero's mind
'What's that familiar smell? It smells like cherries. Just like her.' The smell reminded him of an old friend and teacher who had kept him alive through all those dangers he had faced in life.
'I believe in angels, Heero. There will always be hope in this world. One day, there will be true peace in the universe. Even those who have lost hope years ago will receive it. Don't ever give up, there is still more that you have not seen.' A voice from long ago resounded in his mind. The one who told it was better to live than to die.
She had never given up no matter what the odds against her. She had lived and died, leaving behind a legacy that was covered up the darkness of the universe. A few knew of her existence and the great contributions she had given.
'Yes! I must not give up. She had given me hope. I must let others know what she has done for them. I will live for her, to let the others know about her.'
Outside the room
"I wanted to tell you there is almost no chance that he can live," said Dr. Young as she let out a sigh. "His injuries are simply too much for his body to take."
"There must be some way that you can save him," pleaded Quatre.
"He simply cannot die," said Trowa.
"He still has a whole lifetime in front of him" added Sally.
"I have already tired my best. There is nothing left to do other than hope. That cherry tree branch is cut from the same tree as the one I give all of the patients who are on the verge of dying.
Some of them live after I give them the branch while some die. All you can hope that my teacher in heaven can save your friend." Dr. Young looked at them sadly.
"There are some things even angels cannot do."
"You mean that story you told us was real," asked Lady Une.
"Yes. Some of my patients heal on their own after I placed a branch beside their beds. After that they usually tell me that they have seen an angel who visited them. They say she was beautiful and took all their injuries away. But you must bear in mind that it does not always work."
"There are no such things as angels," huffed Wufei.
"May be not, but people need hope. Only with hope, can peace be achieved. When you are weak, hope is the only thing that can make you strong. Hope is a very powerful thing. It can spell the difference victory and defeat. Meanwhile, I am off duty so has asked the head nurse to get the wonder nurse to take care of your friend. She has a few years of doctoring under her belt and is also know as a miracle worker. Hopefully something can save you friend."
Thank you for all the wonderful reviews. I have finally chosen a title. Hope you all enjoy it. Pls read and review.