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It was raining, I remember that much. Months had been decreased to weeks, and then to days. Isolde, the only person I trusted with the truth about me, the truth about everything.. she was dying. My companion, my partner in crime (literarily), was diagnosed with cancer. Just two weeks ago... she stopped responding to treatment. Despite what our professions may have led us to, she always smiled, she always treated every person with the same respect she showed someone she had known for years.

It was impossible not to smile around Isolde, and now... now it would be impossible to smile without her. The melancholy spreading through me would never be forgotten, this day.. would never be forgotten. This would be the last time I saw Isolde, until the funeral, though I didn't know that at the time.

I sloshed rather then strode into the Hospital's main entry, shaking out my umbrella half in-half out of the door. My gaze drifted to the vibrant flowers at hand. This was the first time since I was a child I had ever brought flowers for someone.. and thats including my own mother. Pink star-gazer lilies, Isolde's favorite as far as I could remember, but then you have to consider im a guy, and I don't particularly pay attention to those kind of things when I have something else on my mind... but as of right now, she was the only thing penetrating my thoughts.

Isolde was sleeping when I came into the room, the sound of the rain outside singing her to sleep while I was absent. She looked... so fragile, a knitted cap covering her head, where once long auburn locks had rolled down her back. The sight of her almost brought tears to my eyes, but I knew I must not wake her, she needed rest... and it would be very un gentleman- like to wake her now. Quietly I set the flowers on her nightstand, along with a card on which a guardian angel sat in prayer, not exactly my thing... but I know she would love it. Leaning over her, I brought the blanket up to cover her just a tad bit more, and lightly brushed a knuckle down her cheek, before turning and leaving the room.
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For me it was a surprise to find the light falling over my face through a open curtain, I had for sure thought last night would be the day. I know, I know, the doctor told me to be optimistic, but I know as well as anyone that im dying, and its going to happen soon. Almost of its own accord my hand reached up and brushed my cheek, as though something was lingering there. I'm not sure what catches my eye first, but I know that seeing them there took the breath right out of my lungs. Such a vibrant pink, so elegant, so strong... everything I always wished I could be. Everything Lafayette always said I was. I knew right then... I just did, that they were from him. The card had been propped up against the vase.. (which im sure a nurse brought in, because though that boy was thoughtful he didn't know a lily from a carnation, let alone what to do with them) It took awhile before I had the strength, but eventually I managed to gather the card from the side table and open it.

The words inside made my heart putter faster, though I will not disclose what they said at this point in time. But either way, it brought the nurse in to check my vitals and then suggest I should rest and not get overworked again.

... I feel asleep with Lafayette's angel card tightly gripped in my hand.

... one day later

I think spring has always been my favorite time of year, so its only fitting I should see it one last time. Through much maneuvering I managed to finally get to my window seat, the one over looking the hospital grounds, with all the people walking arm in arm, with walkers and weel-chairs, but all happy to some extent. Seeing the couples hand in hand, I have to say im somewhat jealous. Lafayette never allowed anyone close, not even me, even if he claimed I was his most trusted friend. I understand though, we could have never gone on, because sometimes... it feels like, im cursed. Whenever im truly happy, something goes wrong. Something on a rather large scale. I felt something was going to happen for a few days, so I don't know why it surprised me that a soft feather floated onto my lap from seemingly no where, but I was surprised none the less. The soft white texture made me think of clouds, and that was before I saw the silver haired being collapsed on my room floor. Immediately I got to my feet, and crossed over to them, trying to see if they were even alive, when those eyes... (god I'll never forget those eyes) looked up at me from the cold tile. They desperately told me of all the hopelessness, of all the woe they had seen, their eyes... resembled mine, the certainty that one was going to die. But beneath them... beneath them, there was hope.

My hand was surprisingly sturdy as I touched their face, brushing that beautiful hair from their eyes, trying to figure out what they needed. My gaze held theirs, realizing that they weren't looking at me, but behind me, to where my bed was -once-, but now there lay a stone slab, like the one from the Chronicals of Narnia -no joke-

You would think that by this point I had seen it all, well... so did I, until I helped the child up, and went to the slab with them, moving on impulse only. Vaguely some part of myself wondered where the hell I had gotten all this strength from, but I honestly could not say. She -I'm calling it a she because of the long hair- sprawled out exhausted on the slab, the somewhat pulsing light she was radiating off of her dulling dramatically. Desperately I looked around, trying to find something, anything to help her, to save her, to not have to see her wherever we meet when we die. I think it was only when the vase of lilies crash to the floor I felt sure for the first time. Plucking up one of the brilliantly collared lilies, I climbed onto the slab, laying it with both hands on top of her heart and praying, with the last of my strength it was enough.

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I was driving, when I felt the first stab in my heart, making me nearly swerve off of the road and into a rather dangerous looking ditch. Something bad was happening, I knew it, but here I was running away... half way out of town when my Isolde needed me. I was a coward, I knew this, but feeling her... feeling her weaken now, even when I was far away... it was almost maddening. Gritting my teeth I turned the car around and headed into the direction of the hospital.

it was almost like I was moving through time... the lack of traffic, of cops and laws... it was unbelievable. But if I had to move through ime and space to get to Isolde now, I would.


In nearly no time I was there, I wanted to question how... but I knew, I just didn't have the time. No one stopped me as I ran into the hospital, as I pounded on the elevator button, or even as I crashed down her hallway and into her room. It was like I didn't exist at all, well, I didn't until she laid her eyes on me. Those brilliant blue stars, looking at me curiously. Isolde was curled around someone, someone looking just as weak and exhausted as she was. I tried to catch my breath, but found there was no air.

"Promise to take care of this person Lafayette." Isolde told me, her eyes serious, that strength I remembered returning. All I could do was nod my head, before realizing, Isolde was laying on the bed, her eyes glazed over, her body limp; the child I had seen with my very own eyes vanished. I realized, my best friend... only stuck around to see me, one, last, time.

Hesitantly I went to the bed and closed her eyes, tears welling in my own, before smacking the call button, and leaving.
... It was all I could do.