I know theres no [l i f e} after you...

[Diane McLain]

Diane's eyes opened cautiously, feeling pain wash over her as Brendan brought her back into the real world, her chest rising and falling quickly. She closed her eyes tightly against the pain, trying to concentrate only on Brendan. The pain was nothing compared to the love. She could feel pain later, she could die later, but now it was just Brendan. I love you she told him psychically, knowing that her dried throat would never have been able to speak the words.

She gasped and pulled back, finally experiencing too much as she tossed away, tears running down her face, biting her lip as hard as she could manage to fight off the feeling. She needed rest, food, basic needs. Her body was boiling to touch, her side aching, her stomach, her arms, her wrist... it was impossible to pinpoint where the most was coming from.

"Mr Reid, please we need to sedate her," one of the doctors told him quickly, the needle in his hand ready, "Mr Reid, if we don't do this then the pain could kill her."

[Brendan Reid]

Brendan nodded, walking away from Diane. The hollowness he had felt for the last week was back. It hurt, made his chest heavy. He toyed with the necklace, then slipped his finger through the hole in the ring, toying with the whistle. He pushed his bed to the wall, then climbed in, growing very tired. Braxton came up to him and sat on the end of the bed.

He fell asleep quickly, his dreams turned to nightmares in the blink of an eye. Once everything seemed to be in the clear, once everything seemed to be okay, something had to go wrong. It was just part of his luck, he supposed. Everything wasnt meant to be okay when it involved him.

GUESS WHOS BACK, BUDDY BOY! AND THIS TIME, IM NOT RESTING! OH NO, IM NOT RESTING! IM GOING TO TEAR YOU TO SHREADS! DIDNT I TELL YOU I WOULD?!