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Christine

I watched her sleeping peacefully for what seemed like the first time in months. Even in a night gown, full of needles and casts…she needed the rest. She wasn't going to ever want to wake up again.

I believe she calls you Daddy…whoever it is she prays to when she looks up… but whoever you are…help me pull her through this. It's selfish…I know…but I of all people need her to keep breathing. Help me…

Bella

For once I didn't dream of Daddy. I dreamed of every moment shared between Jasper and I.

The day I got sick, he held my hair when I was sick… and even against my strongest protests he curled up behind me and wrapped his arms around me… "Love, I don't care if I get sick. You need this now."

We had stayed in that position until the shivers started, he didn't hesitate to take off his shirt and pull me back against his warm chest and did the most beautiful thing I could have ever asked for…

Leaning down he pressed his mouth close to my ear and whispered:

"I could stay awake, just to hear you breathing,

Watch you smile while you are sleeping,

While your far away dreaming,

I could spend my life, in this sweet surrender,

I could stay lost in this moment…Forever.

Every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure….

I don't wanna close my eyes,

I don't wanna fall asleep cause I'd miss you babe,

And I don't wanna miss a thing."

I couldn't help but smile, and wish I could cry. He knew, without me telling him that Armageddon was my favorite movie in the whole world… and he knew my favorite song.

I remembered all three times that he took my breath away.

I remembered the moments in the Hospital where we had to sneak just to hold hands,

The moments we would lean in to kiss the other, and we would both pause…perfectly content with breathing with the other.

I smiled as I thought of the days he forgot to shave, and the small amount of peach fuzz would tickle my upper lip when he'd kiss me.

I remembered all the secret glances that I would send his way.

I remembered all the moments I couldn't decide what color his eyes were…

I remembered…

Smiling,

Laughing,

Stop sign?

Car…..

Jasper.

My breath hitched, and my back arched as I remembered the last time I saw Jasper… on the back of a stretcher.

I started screaming… calling for him. Please, please, please….the word became a prayer as my eyes flew open to be blinded by a white room around me. I was in a hospital…but I didn't care. I sat up in the bed I was in, ignoring the pain in my arm, ribs, and leg. I didn't care. Without blinking I tore the IV's out of my arm and started towards the door screaming Jasper's name. He was okay. He had to be.

Why was the door so far away? I needed Jasper. I needed him now. I winced when strong arms wrapped around me, because they weren't his. They were Christine's.

I turned and looked deep into her ice blue eyes silently asking the one question I didn't want an answer to.

She looked down at my bleeding arms for a moment before meeting my eyes again and bit her lip.

I knew. Don't do it. Don't-

She shook her head. Jasper was gone.

I fell to my knees right where I was and screamed. I screamed until the doctors in knee length lab coats stuck a needle in my shoulder. I screamed until there wasn't voice left to scream, and for the first time in one year, six months, and three days…I cried.

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