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He looked at his watch. It was 11pm and here he was again. Still at the hospital, still sitting by her bed. Watching her, hoping to find a sign, any sign of her waking up. Earlier that day Dr. Green had called all of them in for a meeting, only to tell them she was getting a little weaker every day. They had done an enormous amount of tests, but still no idea what was wrong and why she was losing this battle against this unknown enemy. There had been a lot of anger, coming from Nick, and a lot of sadness, coming from everyone else. Especially A.J. had been quiet, and he didn’t even visit her but immediately ran off when the meeting was over. Dr. Greene promised them to keep on searching for answers, but that they shouldn’t count on them finding anything.

“As much as I hate to say this. It looks like she’s losing this fight. You should think of saying your goodbyes soon. Now that you still can.”

The words had been devastating for all of them. Brian bursted into tears, clinging on to Leighanne, repeating the same sentence over and over again. “I was right.. I was right..” She looked so helpless as she tried to comfort him the best she could, rubbing his back and telling him not to give up hope. Howie and himself had done nothing but staring out of the window, trying to grasp the meaning of what Dr. Greene had told them. Nick had buried his face in his hands, crying in silence. Suzie had tried to comfort him, as she cried herself, but he didn’t let her. Eventually she gave up, and went to see her best friend. A.J., he didn’t move for over ten minutes, then ran off to a place unknown to the others.

And now here he was. She looked so peaceful, as if nothing was wrong and she was enjoying a nice long rest.
He caressed her cheek, feeling butterflies dancing around in his stomach, followed by an immense sadness. How could this be? How could she look so peaceful, but yet lose this fight? How could she look so beautiful, when she was actually seriously ill? It just didn’t make sense to the man, who felt like he was losing the second love of his life, even though she had no idea that she was.

He hardly ever went home, and even if he did, he came back as soon as possible. He only went home to shower, change clothes and sometimes to eat a decent meal, but most of the times he ate at the hospital. The rest of the time, he was at the hospital, almost always by her side. But twice a week, he saw a psychologist, Dr. Ryan. He didn’t want to at first, he saw no reason for it at all. But his friends had insisted on it, and he was in no shape to argue with them, so he made an appointment. Almost two weeks later, he was happy he had. Dr. Ryan helped him to slowly start expressing his feelings of grief over his father and his wife, something he had kept inside for way too long. Kevin knew he still had a long way to go, but he was okay with that. He was grateful that his friends had pressed on about talking to someone, since he didn’t want to talk to them about it that much.

The session from earlier that day had drained a lot of Kevin’s energy, and so did the meeting with Dr. Green. As he held her hand in his, he laid his head to rest on his arms, knowing he was going to regret sleeping in this position, because of the neck- and backpain he’d experience in the morning. But he couldn’t help it, he refused to go home, and even sleeping all curled up in the chair, would be too far away from her. “Good night, Wendy..” he whispered as he closed his eyes. It took no longer than four minutes for Kevin to doze off to sleep...

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The following morning, Debra woke up at 9 am. As she turned around to face the alarm clock, she let out a cry when she saw the time. Not only was she way too late for work, her shift started at 6am, but she was also too late to give Wendy her shot of Xynelyxoniamide. She gave it to her every other day, and increased the dosage about once a week so that she’d get weaker and weaker, instead of dying instantly. This way she gave Kevin the chance to change his mind, and it reduced the chance of anyone getting suspicious. There was the risk of getting caught, but she always made sure no one saw her enter her room with the small bottle of Xynelyxoniamide or a needle, and she made sure the needle marks were close to invisible.

She jumped out of bed, got dressed and in her car in under ten minutes. If only she was still unconscious, she prayed. It would be a catastrophy if she’d wake up. If only she would’ve increased the dosage earlier, or.. Debra double checked to see if she had everything with her, then pulled out of the drive way, silently cursing for being this stupid.

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It felt like she had been hit with a sledgehammer. For a few seconds, she tried to remember why she was feeling like this, but her head hurt so bad, that she had no choice but to give up. Again, she tried to open her eyes, but again, she failed. Everything felt so heavy, her arms, her legs, her eyelids. Then she heard it. Someone was with her. She could hear this person breathe, in a slow and steady rhythm. Slowly, she managed to open her eyes just so she could see a figure, but this heavy feeling forced her to close her eyes again. Then she dozed off to sleep..

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“Damn!!” Debra cried as she slammed her hands on the steering wheel. She was stuck in the early morning traffic, something she could have avoided when she hadn’t overslept. She kept thinking that her plan was going down the drain, and she hated herself for being this stupid. She never overslept, why had she now?
Because she was too busy with thinking of ways to hurt Kevin, that’s why. That’s what had kept her awake, and now caused her to be late. “Damn you Kevin.” She cursed. It was all his fault. If he hadn’t seduced her with his eyes, nothing of this would have ever happened. And he was going to pay for all of this, nothing was going to stop her now.

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When she managed to open her eyes again, she could finally keep them open long enough to see the person who was still in the room with her. At first her vision was blurry, but she could feel he was a friend of hers, the one whose presence was always calming.
As her vision improved, she saw her senses were right. It was him, and by the soft snoring sound he produced, she could tell he was asleep. Visions of Debra then flashed before her, causing a wave of panic to wash over her. She tried to speak his name, but she wasn’t able to make a sound. She knew she had to warn him, before the nurse from hell would return. But every thought was too much, every movement drained more of the little energy she had. She knew she had to act fast, before she would drift of to sleep again.

As she became more and more aware of her surroundings, she could feel him holding her hand, which brought a faint smile to her face and a warm feeling to her heart. He was back, back to being there for her again. With all the willpower she had, she managed to softly squeeze his hand. He didn’t respond..

“Kev...” she managed to whisper, but still she didn’t get a response. She had no choice but to close her eyes, though she tried with everything in her might to stay awake. She knew this was her last shot before she’d have to give in to the sleepiness. With the last bit of strength, she squeezed his hand as hard as she could, which was no harder than a 2 year-old would have done.
“Kev...”
The man let out a soft groan as he turned his head, slowly opening his eyes, only to see hers closed out of exhaustion. He let go of her hand and rubbed his face and neck. “I could swear I just heard your sweet voice..” he said, still a bit drowsy. He then caressed her cheek, which brought a faint smile to her face.
“W- Wendy?” Kevin asked, his voice filled with surprise. For a moment he thought he was imagining things. “Are- Are you awake? Can you open your eyes for me, girl?”

She tried to open her eyes, but felt darkness trying to absorb her. She could hear him in the distance, asking her if she was awake, if she could give him some sort of sign. She felt helpless, wanting to do what he was asking her, show him she was awake, warn him for Debra, but she was too weak, too tired to do a thing. When she felt him take her hand in his, asking her to squeeze his hand, she felt a wave of energy flow through her. A warm sensation, a tingling feeling somehow made it possible for her to squeeze his hand, even though it was hardly noticeable. For him, it was more than enough proof that she was awake. “Wendy? I- I’m so happy to- I... C- can you open your eyes for me?” He had almost blabbed out he loved her, but kept it in just in time, knowing now was not the time. Now was the time to make sure she was as okay as could be expected.

She opened her eyes just enough so he could see. “Hey beautiful..” he smiled. Tears of happiness filled his eyes. He blinked them back as he softly caressed her arm. He was scared that if he’d start crying now, it wouldn’t be so easy to stop. “Nap time is over.” He joked, which made her smile. How he had missed her. Being able to look into her eyes, seeing that beautiful smile. “Are you okay?” He placed his hand on her forehead, to check her temperature. Well, that was what he wanted her to think. In reality, he just wanted to touch her, be as close to her as possible, even if that meant nothing more than holding her hand and touching her face.

He moved his hand from her forehead to her cheek. In response, she leaned against the palm of his hand.
“Hey..” she whispered.
“Hey you.. Wendy, are you okay?” he repeated, caressing her cheek.Slowly she shook her head. She felt dizzy, black spots clouded her vision and then there was Debra. She had to tell him, had to find the strength to speak up, warn him before she would hurt him too.
Panic came over him. He was not going to lose her again, he wouldn’t let anything happen to her this time. Not again, he wouldn’t be able to handle another catastrophy. “What’s wrong?” She opened her mouth, but wasn’t able to speak. She could feel the little strength she had left vanish from her system. She didn’t give up yet though, so she tried again, but it was to no avail. “Wendy! Stay with me girl!!” Kevin could see she was slipping away. “I’ll call Doctor Green! Stay with me baby.. Come on!” He hit the red button, not wanting to leave her alone. “Why isn’t anyone coming?!” he muttered as another wave of panic washed over him. He could tell she was fighting to stay awake, but it wasn’t enough. “HEY!” he yelled, but no one seemed to hear him.
He pushed the button again, thoughts racing through his mind. Should he stay with her, or should he go get a doctor? Stay, or go? Stay.. Go...

He knew she needed a doctor and she needed a doctor fast. “I’ll be right back.” He quickly kissed her forehead, then rushed out to find a doctor, not hearing Wendy’s warning. “Debra..” she whispered, but it was too late. When Kevin ran into the hallway, it hit him that the entire hallway appeared to be empty. Screaming for a doctor, he ran off to Dr. Green’s office, not knowing where else to go for help.

As soon as he had turned around a corner, Debra rushed into her room, closed the door behind her, then turned around with an evil smile on her features. Wendy managed to open her eyes when she heard someone enter, and then saw the nurse from hell standing beside her bed.
“K- Kev..”
Debra got the Xynelyxoniamide out of her pocket and filled the needle with the liquid with great accuracy. When she was done, she looked down at Wendy as if she was nothing more than vermin you wanted to exterminate as fast as possible. “Kevin isn’t going to help you, you bitch. Everyone will think he’s gone crazy when he tells them you regained consciousness, because you never have. And you never will again. And when I’m through with him, he’ll be happy to know he won’t make it either.” Debra gently smiled at her. If you didn’t hear what she just said, you would think she was just trying to comfort one of her patients, instead of telling her she’d never see daylight again...