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They say when you're close to dying, you see things only those at the brink of death can see. They say you see a bright light. A plethora of soft white clouds. An angel with golden wisps of hair and a pure white robe. I didn't see any of that. I found myself sitting on a wooden bench in a familiar setting. I knew it then. I was home. Suddenly, a beautiful little boy ran up to me. He had these eyes that resembled someone I loved very much. They were chocolate and so warm.
"Daddy! Come push me!" He called then, catching me off guard.
"Where are your parents?" I asked, looking around the area. The place was a ghost town.
"You're funny, dddaddy!" The little boy giggled, taking my hand.
"Where is your mommy?" I asked him, letting him lead me to the swings.
"There you are! Don't run away like that, Jared! You gave me a heart attack!" The brunette called worriedly. Yes, he most definitely had her eyes. I couldn't breathe as I looked at her. No one else made me feel so weak in the knees. She was so breathtaking.
"Andy?" I called, the words barely escaping my mouth. She didn't turn towards me.
"Momma! Daddy said he'd push me on the swings!" Jared jumped up excitedly in her arms. He was so beautiful, just like his mother.
"Jar, baby. Daddy isn't here, remember?" Andy set him down, crouching to his height. Her eyes were full and heavy as she held his shoulders.
"I just saw him mommy!" Jared wailed, burying his face in her jacket. A single tear rolled down her soft cheek as she hugged the boy.
"He's here with us, baby. He's watching over us. I promise." She told him, rubbing his shoulders.
"Can we go on the swings?" He asked, Jared's head still bowed low.
"Of course baby, I'll be right there." She watched him sprint off and situate himself on the swing, cracking a small sad smile.
"Don't ever leave him, Sam. Don't ever leave me." She cried.
"I love you Sam." She was sobbing there and I felt utterly helpless. I reached out to touch her, my hand going straight through her. I wanted to feel her hand in mine, to hold her so tight and never let go.
All of a sudden, the surroundings grew darker and darker.
"Andy! Andy!" I called.
"ANDY!" I cried in a panic. Everything went black.
I still don't know what it all meant. Premonition. Nightmare. A sign. Maybe just a dream. All I know is that in the moments after, there was only one face I wanted to see. And instead I awoke to Oliver.
"Buddy! You're alive! We were all getting worried there, Sammy boy." Oliver exclaimed, within smooching distance of my face.
"Water." I croaked. Oliver rushed to the pitcher and poured me a glass while two nurses came in.
"Welcome back, Detective. Glad to see you finally awake." The nurse told me, checking my IV.
"How long have I been out?" I asked hoarsely, looking at Ollie who was already dialing the cavalry. Great.
"About a week. Don't worry, the world wasn't the same without you in it." Oliver chimed.
"When can I go home?" I asked the nurses.
"A day or two. You had surgery on your abdomen so you need to take it real easy." The blonde one said.
"Let us know if you need anything, Detective. We are happy to help." The nurse said, smiling coyly at me. Huh?!
"Get me a mirror, Ollie." I groaned, sitting up and immediately regretting it.
"Easy there, speedy! You were shot, remember!?"
"You look great, Sammy. Zoe shaved your face yesterday. It really needed taming." Oliver added, trying to reassure me.
"A week long coma. Wow." I huffed, peering around for my phone.
"Here." Oliver sifted through a bag and pulled it out, handing it to me.
"Thanks. Where's Andy?" I asked, searching my phone for missed calls.
"Aren't you going to ask about Marlo?" Ollie said. I rolled my eyes at him.
"Andy's actually here. Her father had a heart attack a few days ago. He's alright though." Oliver said.
"Tommy had a heart attack? Mcnally, is she okay? She's alright?"
"It's been a rough week for her. With you and her dad both sick- but knowing you're both doing better is probably a relief for her." Ollie sighed.
"Does she know I'm awake?" I asked, feeling hopeful.
"No, but at the volume you were yelling her name when you woke, I'm surprised she didn't hear it!" Oliver joked.
"I was having a dream.. a nightmare.. I don't know man. It started out good at least." I sighed, seeing a cup of Jello to my right.
"Now that I caught you at a good moment- I regret to inform you that for the next week you'll be living in the Shaw residence." Oliver rushed the sentence, just as I'd shoved a glob of green jello in my mouth.
"Why would I do that?" I spewed green everywhere.
"Don't have a conniption, Sammy! It's just a week! Doctors orders!"
"I'm starting to remember what my reality is like now." I grumbled.
"Your girlfriend got suspended. Your ex is dating super soldier. You got shot. Gail likes women now. Reality, man." Oliver informed me.
"You really have a way with words."
"Ma always thought I should be a poet." Oliver joked. Although, I wasn't quite sure he was kidding.
Oliver was chuckling and I was painfully laughing when she walked in.
"S-sam?" She asked, standing in the doorway. I looked up, seeing her in a beautiful red sundress with her hair flowing around her shoulders. Her eyes were deep and rich as I looked into them. It was the first time since I'd awoken that I felt completely okay.
It was then I realized there was only one angel I'd ever need. Her name was Andy Mcnally.