Toasty here,
Another update! I'm getting worried about Danielle killing her brother now so I've decided for his health- though not mine cause I'm sick- I shall update. Also, I've had a writing inspiration today so here comes a huge heap of writing! On the sick front, it really wasn't nice so I won't go into it. Thank you so much to all of you who have kept to this story, it makes me smile each and every time I read a review.
Thank you also to all my writing inspiration (my music) so I should probably thank spotify for that.
Disclaimer: CSI New York does not belong to me; CBS wouldn't be able to kill off all the good characters if I did :)
The hospital seemed as if it was deadly silent. Jess wondered up and down the large halls as people pushed past her, they were talking to each other and she could see their lips moving but their words were gone to her. The smooth rhythm of time after time flowed through the corridor and hit Jess's ears. The world was crashing around her and nothing seemed to make any sense- only the cold hard fact that Don could die stayed in her mind. Everything else just wanted to fall apart.
The doctor had quickly cleared her as fit physically, though she was sure if he'd done mental tests he would have locked her up and thrown away the key. The pounding of the world seemed to bounce of the walls and aim straight at her, throwing her off balance. People continued to rush past and not one noticed her.
She loved Don, more then she'd loved anyone or anything before, now she faced losing him before she'd ever really had him. What kind of basket did life weave her? Full of holes, the wicker bent, mould patches and through all of that it was now burning with eternal flames which she badly needed to put out but could do nothing about.
Eternal flames of unconsciousness.
The feeling of helplessness surrounded her, a nurse walked past her, stopped and then walked back to her. She gave her a sympathetic look before she spoke to her.
"Miss, Miss Angell? I need you to come to Donald Flack's room. It's urgently important, his sister is asking for you." She spoke briskly as if she was trying her hardest not to let any emotion seep through her voice.
"I-I-Is he okay?" Jess asked as she blindly followed the nurse against the busy throng of people. The nurse did not respond and instead just continued walking against the heavy rush. Eventually she turned and walked down a corridor coming of the main which was thankfully empty of any one else. She walked until she reached the furthest door away before she stood outside and gestured for Jess to walk in. Jess stood and stared for a second before slowly opening the door and walking in.
Sam sat next to his bedside, holding a limp hand. Adam stood behind her chair, his arms encircling her neck as he tried to comfort his crying girl. Jess closed the door silently and walked around to the other side of the bed, knelt down and looked up with tear brimming eyes.
"He really loved you, didn't he?" Sam whispered without moving her eyes from her sleeping brother.
"There's never been a place for us, not in this world. If he loves me like I love him…" Jess trailed off slowly… her voice changing as the tears leaked down her face.
"He loved you more then life itself. I know that. It's your choice now- you care more then anyone else has." Without another word she and got up and left the room, Adam following behind her. Tear drops remained from where she'd sat.
"What do I have to choose?" She nearly yelled out before she stopped herself and instead whispered into the air, careful to not worry Don- after all they say they can still hear you; they're just unable to respond. The note Jess had found lay screwed up in her pocket and rain began lashing at the hospital window. The nurse from earlier entered the room quietly and gazed at Don's sleeping form.
"The main doctors say, well there isn't much chance he is going to wake up. His sister, Sam, she's decided to give you the choice. His father isn't involved and doesn't want to be, she has made it clear she wants the choice to be up to you," The nurse didn't need to say what the choice was, it was clear. Whether she switched the machine off or left him to sit there. She knew which one he'd want- she even knew what he'd say: "I'd rather be dead then sit there brain dead like some kind of vegetable!"
"I'm sorry dear, I know it's not easy, it's not a rush hunny," The nurse soothed and walked up to Jess as she began to cry. The nurse gently wrapped her arms around her shoulders and tried her best to comfort her.
"I-I-I'm sorry… I don't even know your name," Jess sniffed as she tried desperately to stop the rushing river of tears which had began falling from her eyes.
"Rosaline- call me Roz," The nurse replied with a smile, "Don't be afraid to cry- It's only human Miss Angell."
"Thank you Roz, thank you. I'll let you know when- when I … decide," Jess stuttered her words out as the tears kept falling. Roz took her cue to leave and closed the door softly behind her. Jess managed to raise her head and look to see her sleeping love; she gave a choking noise as more tears flooded out.
"I'm too selfish to let you go, I can't. I'm sorry," She continued to sit there and cry as slowly the day turned into night.
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"Danny, I've missed you so much…" Lindsay murmured into Danny's neck. They lay together on Danny's couch as the TV replayed some old sit com. He'd been allowed to go home so long as he took it very easy- something Lindsay had been making sure of.
"Well… ya know my boiler is still broken- I could do with a beautiful engineer who could do it for me," Danny teased, pulling her closer to him. Lindsay gave an involuntary shudder as she remembered the moments after the boiler. Danny stroked her back soothingly, kissing her forehead sweetly.
"I swear to you, I'll never be that stupid when trying to protect you again," Danny whispered into her ear, kissing her cheek and stroking her hair gently.
"You better damn not."
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"Mac, I just found this on my desk. You might want to take a look at it," Stella walked into Mac's office holding a piece of paper tightly in her hand. She passed it to him; her eyes alight with worry and concern. Mac read over it, his expression becoming more worried and somewhat disgusted as he did so.
Dear Stella (though I am sure Mac will be reading this as well)
I find it honestly adorable when two people who have loved each other for such a long time tell each other of their feelings. It felt like a movie- I nearly got my popcorn out! I wouldn't trust for it to last too long though, things have a funny way of not lasting long. Did you like my other little games? I found them rather amusing actually; I noticed you made a small joke about it Stella. It was out of this world wasn't it? Dear Donald, fighting for his life in a hospital bed, and poor Jessica! It was a terrible tragedy was it not? I'd hate for Jessica's beauty to be wasted, yet you Stella are rather beautiful too. Perhaps I can make a few dresses for you also? I'm sure they shall look fantastic on your slim graceful body. Well, as much as I saw of it when you and Mac met up at his apartment. I have to say, you're both very expressive. I would not mind that at all Stella. For now though, goodbye.
Sincerely,
The dress maker.
"I just found it on my desk, who ever it was, they were actually in this building Mac- they were at your apartment!" Stella shut her eyes and Mac leant over wrapping his arms around her.
"It's going to be ok Stel, they're not going to go near you, or near the apartment again. We'll figure out how to deal with this. However for now we've a lead on our case."
Toasty here,
The psychopath strikes again! He really is bad but he is fundamental to the grand plot- if I knew what the grand plot was it would be more helpful but ya know. Review! Oh I just thought I'd write my story inspiration for any of you who are interested (none but hey)
Neutron star collision- Muse
It must be love- Madness
Who wants to live forever- Queen
My girl- Madness
Time after time- Cyndi Lauper
True colours- Cyndi Lauper
Jump- Van Halen
You could be happy- snow patrol
And more :)