AN: This is the last chapter of this story. I am working on the sequel right now and will hopefully be posting the first chapter soon. Thank you to everyone who reviewed and added the story to your alerts and favorites. Special thanks to Brinchen86 for betaing. And I would like to give extra special thanks to everyone who has been with this couple since the beginning. It really means a lot to me that you like the character so much. And now, happy reading!
Kristina shot up in her chair. It took her a moment to get her bearings. She was still at the hospital, in Flack's room, where she had practically lived for the last two weeks. The only time she left was to go to work.
After a couple of seconds, Kristina remembered why she had woken up in the first place. She thought she had heard someone trying to speak, but she didn't see anyone else in the room.
Kristina jumped a little when she glanced at Flack and found his blue eyes staring into her green ones. He looked scared and, due to the tube helping him breathe, he couldn't talk. Kristina froze for a moment and couldn't think of what to do.
As if on instinct, she was at the door a split second later yelling for a nurse. Two nurses rushed in along with the doctor, who made sure Flack was okay, and quickly extubated him. The doctor ordered a few tests and then they all walked out of the room leaving Kristina alone with her boyfriend.
Kristina slowly walked back to Flack's bed. She couldn't help the smile that spread across her face. Flack's expression mirrored hers as she leaned down and gently kissed him.
"You really had me scared for a moment there," Kristina said.
"Wh-what happened?" Flack asked. His voice cracked due to lack of use.
"You were in a car accident," she answered. "Do you remember it?"
When Flack shook his head, Kristina sighed. "You were on your way to work, when some kid ran a red light. He hit the driver's side of your car and you've been in a coma for almost three weeks now."
Flack's eyes widened and he looked like he was about to cry. Tears had already begun streaming down Kristina's face. She couldn't believe he was okay. She felt like she was dreaming and was afraid she would wake up at any moment.
Kristina saw Flack open his mouth to speak and then close it again. She figured it was dry and went to get him some water. After taking a couple of sips, Flack was able to speak again.
"What happened to the other driver?"
Kristina had been expecting this question. She had to admit that it wasn't her first question. She couldn't have cared less about the other driver. He was the reason Flack was there in the first place. But that was what made Flack so great. He always cared about everybody else.
"Um… he died on the scene. Sid said that he was drunk and had more drugs in his system than one person should know what to do with. He believes the drugs and alcohol combined with the stress of the crash are what hilled him…" Kristina's voice trailed off at the look on Flack's face.
It was a mixture of anger and sympathy. Kristina could see his internal struggle between hating the man and feeling sorry for him. All of a sudden, he started crying. Kristina hadn't expected this reaction and was at a loss for what to do.
She grabbed his hand and held on tight. It was a simple gesture, but it was enough to let him know she was there. After a few moments, Flack's cries died down. Kristina waited for him to say something, but when he didn't she spoke up.
"Baby? What are you thinkin'?" she asked.
"How much I hate this situation. I hate that man for hitting me and putting you through this again. I hate myself for fighting with you and letting you kick me out. I should have stayed, Kris. I should have stayed and talk to you. It doesn't matter how pissed we were at each other. I never should have left."
"Don, you cannot think like that. Do you honestly believe that, if you had tried to stay, I would have let you? I thought you knew me better than that," Kristina replied with a smile.
"But seriously Don, don't beat yourself up over it. Yes, we fought and I kicked you out. Do you know what I did after you left? I went into my room and called Sam. She took me to a meeting the next day."
Flack's eyes lit up at her words. "Are you serious? Kris that's great! I'm really proud of you babe."
"Thanks honey," Kristina said smiling. She paused before adding, "I'm so glad you're okay."
"Me too Kris. Me too."
After four weeks of physical therapy, Flack was able to go home. As he and Kristina were getting in the car, he placed a hand on her shoulder and stopped her. Kristina turned around and saw a small smile on his face.
"What is it?" she asked.
"I love you so much. You know that right?"
"Of course I do. And I love you just as much."
Flack smiled a little bigger before responding. "Will you move in with me?"
Kristina couldn't help but laugh. "Uhh… Don, we already live together. Or did you forget about that?"
"No I didn't forget. But I still have my apartment. And mine is bigger than yours anyway."
Kristina's eyes widened. She thought she knew what he was getting at, but wanted to be sure. "Don, what are you saying? Do you want us to move into your place?"
"Yes. I'm ready to let another woman into my apartment and completely into my life. And I want that woman to be you."
Kristina's eyes glistened with tears. "That almost sounds like a proposal Mr. Flack," she giggled.
"Oh trust me Ms. Young. You will definitely know when I propose," he responded.
Kristina gave him a kiss and then climbed in the car. She thought about what he had said. She would know when he proposed. The thought excited her and sent chills down her spine.
It had been a long time since she had imagined getting married. But the idea of being married to Don Flack was one that made her very happy. And Kristina was sure that he felt the same way about marrying her.
AN: I know it was kind of short, but I felt this was a very good end for this particular story. Thanks for reading!