A/N: Last Chapter!
I do not own Jessie
A few hours before I had to go I was laying with Ross on the floor. We were side by side. His mind was gone now, mine wasn't. It stayed with me, and I am glad, because I don't want it gone.
"It's time." A lady said as she walked in and picked up both of us. Ross cried, I didn't. I was silent. I felt warm in the blanket, it was nice. All f the sudden I realized this would be the last time I thought of my parents.
They would be without me, they would soon forget about Jen and think only of their new baby.
And I, as a new baby, would lose my memory of them and everyone. I wouldn't remember their voices, I would be alone. I wouldn't have my siblings to look out for or to annoy me. I won't have the stairs, Tony the guy at the front desk, Carlie Syrah, Dean, Ross, nobody was going to be here anymore.
I started to wail, I did want that.
All of the sudden everything went black, but I was still conscious.
I heard screaming. Someone speaking and all of the sudden a blast of cold air. I started to wail louder.
"Congratulations, it's a girl."
Epologue
"Jess, what do you want to be?" the red heads dad asked her over a dinner.
"I want to be a singer dad." She said confidently.
"You won't get anywhere in life with that, why not a doctor or lawyer?" he asks.
"But dad..." she trails off.
"You have more time to think about this, I just want you to have a great job."
"Okay dad." She said. But all she could think about was New York.
To be continued...
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