AN: Here it is. The end! You won't be hearing from me on FFN for a while, I'll be abroad. But I have a few projects up my sleeve, so we'll see how that goes! Hope you've enjoyed this series as much as I have.
"One, two, three, four, bye! …It's getting very near the end." Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band (Reprise), the Beatles -Dasey-
Sergeant Pepper (Reprise), 1:19
Derek was gone.
"Dearest Casey," she reads aloud, fingering his letter. Her voice catches. "I'm sorry, my love. I wanted these last months to be special, and full of life. I found out a while ago, I didn't want to miss out on any of this. I didn't tell you; the prognosis was grim. I don't regret it. I don't regret anything, my love. Remember me always. I'll be waiting for you."
The paper shakes in her wrinkled hands.
" 'I'm sorry, but it's time to go,' " she mumbles to herself, reading the letter he'd written in his hospital bed scant weeks ago. "I love you."
A small smile touches her lips. "P.S. Yes, it's a Beatles song. Sue me."