AN: I dunno why y'all seem to like this story so much. I'm not really sure how I feel about it. And sorry if this is kinda boring and short, that was just how it ended up...But, here it is anyway:

"Shane, you've gotta eat somethin'," Rick rested his hand on his best friend's shoulder. He hadn't moved from Vanessa's side in two days. He just sat there in an old wooden chair.

"I'm fine," he said.

"She wouldn't want you to starve. Here," Rick sat a plate with squirrel meat and green beans on Shane's lap.

"Thanks," Shane mumbled.

"Want me to stay here with you?" Rick offered. The once dark-haired, but now bald man shook his had. "Is there anything else I can do for you?" Shane again shook his head. There was only one thing that could be done...kill Tiffany, and that was something Shane wanted to do for himself. Rick left the room without another word. Shane wouldn't snap out of it until Vanessa did. Sometimes, even before the two were ever together, Rick and Lori swore the two were one person. They were completely different when they were together.

A few hours later, Hershel came in and changed Vanessa's wrap around her wrists.

"She should be waking up soon," Hershel told Shane. This gained his attention. "Everything should be worked out of her system by now."

"I sure hope so," Shane replied, glumly.

"Give her time," the old man patted his shoulder and started to leave.

"Wait," Shane said, getting his attention. "Will the baby be okay?"

"Son, I'm honestly not sure."

He let his head drop, and look down in defeat. But, he would be happy if Vanessa came out of it at all. He soon fell into a restless sleep in his uncomfortable chair.

"I want you to promise me something," Vanessa's voice said. Shane reached out to touch her, but his hand went straight through her. She looked blurry, like she wasn't really there at all. The two were standing in a grassy field with a single tree. In the background, the sky was dark and looked as if a storm was rolling in.

"Anything," Shane replied automatically.

"I want you to promise me, whatever happens to me, you take care of Lori, Rick, and Carl."

"Without a doubt," he felt tears sting his cheeks. He'd cried more in the past 72 hours than he had in his whole life. "Please come back to me, 'Nessa..."

"It's not up to me, Shane. You know if it was, I'd be there with you, growing our child," he felt her hand wipe a tear from her cheek. "No matter what, I'll always be with you. Here," she pressed her hand to his heart, and he put his hand over hers. Again, it went through it.

"Why can't I touch you, but you can touch me?"

"We don't have much time...I love you. I love yo so, so, much, Shane."

"I love you too 'Nessa. I love you with all I have...please, please don't leave me...I can't live without you," more tears rolled from his eyes.

"You could if you tried, you're strong that way," she got on her tip toes to kiss his cheek. "Stay strong Shane. Stay strong."

Shane woke up in a cold sweat. His shirt was stuck to him, as were his pants. His head felt sticky, and if he had hair, it would've been soaked in sweat. This wasn't the first time he'd woken up like this, but it was the first time he'd had a dream like that. It was a dream, wasn't it? he wondered. Everything about it seemed so real. Vanessa's soft lips upon his cheek and her gentle touch. Maybe he'd felt those things so many times, he just knew what they felt like.

"Shane?" a voice asked.

AN: Who said Shane's name? Find out next chapter! I'm goin' to bed y'all it's almost 11pm...and I have school tomorrow (lucky me :( ). I just wanted to post this short little bit. I love reading your reviews. Thanks!