A/N: So there are two chapters left after this one and I have decided to upload all three today :)

A week later Brian was back home. He had to walk with crutches because his leg was giving him troubles still. He also had weekly physical therapy.

Olivia's health had gone downhill faster in that week. She never wanted to do anything, she was always out of breath, and she slept most of the time. Brian was beginning to wonder if it was actually the cancer that was making her like this, or if she was depressed.

Brian slowly entered their dark bedroom to find Olivia lying on her side facing the wall.

"Liv? Are you okay?" Brian sat on the edge of the bed and propped his leg up with pillows.

Olivia sighed. "Brian I'm not in the mood to talk. I just want to be alone."

"Olivia you have wanted to be alone ever since I got home three days ago. You had been telling me how lonely you were and now you keep pushing me away. What is going on?"

Olivia started crying. "I don't know Brian. I just feel so tired and worn out. I am in pain. I just don't care anymore."

"Olivia, please talk to me." Brian had a feeling Olivia was depressed. He didn't want to say anything to upset her, but he knew she needed to talk to someone to feel better.

She shook her head and wrapped her arms around her stomach, attempting to relieve the pain.

"Olivia I am worried about you. You were never like this before."

"Damn it Brian! I wonder why you are worried about me. Oh wait! I do know! I am dying. I am depressed. I have less than two months of life left and I can't wait until they are over with. Just leave me alone. Get out!" Olivia's voice rose with every word she spoke.

Not wanting to make her even more upset Brian stood up and left the room. He knew that Olivia needed to talk to someone. He called someone he knew she trusted and that she would actually talk to.

An hour or so later Brian had just finished his lunch. He had tried to give Olivia some soup, but she had just completely ignored him.

There was a knock on the door and Brian was so thankful it was the person he had called to talk with Olivia. Brian opened the door and saw Dr. George Huang standing in front of him.

"Olivia is giving you a tough time huh?"

Brian frowned. "Yeah. It isn't her typical stubbornness though, George. I think she is depressed."

George frowned. "She probably is. Where is she?"

Brian pointed to their bedroom door just down the hall. "She hasn't left for three days. She hardly eats."

"I'll talk to you after I am done talking to her. Just stay out here." George stood in front of the door and waited for Brian to leave. Once he left George opened the door. The room was dark. From the light that came in when George opened the door, he could see Olivia's sick body curled up on her side facing the wall away from him.

"Hello Olivia."

Olivia tensed when she heard George. She knew Brian was worried about her, but she didn't know he was worried enough to call in a shrink.

"Can I turn the lights on Olivia?"

"No. Just leave them off." Olivia remained where she was. Her voice sounded tired, defeated even.

"Okay. Olivia, Brian called me because he is worried about you. He thinks you may be depressed."

"Well I am depressed."

"Do you want to talk about it?" George sat on the edge of the bed.

"Well I guess I am not really going to have a choice." Olivia sat up and faced George. He still couldn't see her face.

"Can I turn the lights on now?"

"Go ahead, you will do it anyway." Olivia leaned back into the bed, propping up the pillows so she was still somewhat sitting.

George stood and turned the light on. He turned and saw Olivia sitting against the pillows. She looked tired and sick. She looked like she was done with everything and everyone.

"Olivia, what's going through your head right now?"

Olivia shook her head. "Death."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Ever since I got sick death has always been on my mind. When I found out I was dying, death has never left my mind since. Then with Brian's accident and my health getting worse, death just seemed to be a much bigger picture that I never fully saw. Now I know I am going to die in less than two months. I am scared. Extremely scared. For many reasons. I feel like these past couple days death would be a blessing."

George sat beside Olivia. "Have you had suicidal thoughts, Olivia?"

Olivia's eyes filled with tears. She nodded. "I have thought about it. But I haven't done anything suicidal. I promise."

George nodded. "I believe you Olivia."

"I feel so guilty."

"Why?"

Olivia rubbed her temples. "I promised Brian we would make the best of everything before the time came. Now this time is upon us and I just stay in bed all day and cry for myself and think about death. I feel so bad."

"Olivia you don't have to feel bad. It isn't your fault that you got sick. It isn't your fault for anything that has happened this past year."

Olivia wiped her eyes. "Can you get Brian for me?"

George nodded and walked to the door. He walked out and found Brian in the living room. "Olivia wants you."

Brian smiled. He felt like he hadn't talked to his wife in days. He followed George into his bedroom and saw Olivia sitting in the bed.

"Hey." He walked over to her and sat beside her, taking her hand in his.

"I am sorry, Brian."

"What are you sorry for? You have done nothing wrong."

Olivia nodded through her tears. "Look at all the pain I have caused you all."

"Olivia that isn't your fault. It is absolutely not your fault."

"Brian. When you were in the hospital you said you were going to find a special way for us to renew our vows."

Brian smiled and nodded. "It is going to happen. Tomorrow. If I were you I would get writing."

Olivia laughed and hugged Brian. "I am sorry I have been like this the past few days. It's just hard, knowing that you will die soon."

Brian hugged her tighter. "I know, Liv. I know."

Olivia released Brian and looked at George. "Thank you for coming George. I know we didn't really talk much, but I do feel better. Just being able to get that off my shoulders made a huge difference."

"You're welcome, Liv. I hope you two have a good rest of the day, goodbye." George waved and let himself out.

"So tomorrow huh?" Olivia smirked. Brian lied down next to Olivia and held her in his arms.

"Yeah. It is going to be amazing, Liv." He kissed the top of her head. She had a scarf on still, but her hair had been growing back. It was still shorter than Brian's hair, but she did have a little bit of hair.

"Thank you Brian. For everything you have done for me."

"You don't have to thank me, Liv."

Olivia closed her eyes and fell asleep almost instantly. It was only 3:00 in the afternoon, but Olivia had been taking naps more often.

Feeling his eyes grow heavy, Brian soon fell asleep holding Olivia close.