JUSTIN'S POV
Once again, I found myself in the wheelchair, as it took one last jaunt down the hall. But this time, instead of returning to my room—my former room—it took a left—and I found myself at the elevator!
"Going down?" Brian grinned, and as the door opened, wheeled me in, the others following closely behind.
As we made the ride down, he kneeled at my level—and just smiled, as happy tears welled in his eyes. "What would I do without you, Sunshine?" he asked, stroking my face. Leaning in, he brushed his lips against mine. "I love you so much, Justin—and I can't wait to make you my husband."
"I'm coming back someday," I informed him.
Brian just grinned. "Not without me, you're not!" He held my face in his hands and gave me a big kiss. "After what happened, I know I should've been there to protect you, and from now on, I will!"
By now, the elevator had reached ground level, and we all stepped out—to another entourage! Ben, Emmett, Mel, and Linds had all come—obviously expecting to arrive at my deathbed.
They all cheered, and rushed at me. I just laughed as they all hugged or kissed me—it was good to be out of the hospital! Ben and Emmett even sneaked in a kiss, and I was not a little mortified. But when I looked over at Brian, he just laughed—he knew they only did it because they were so happy I'd survived.