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𝗔𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿: 𝘆/𝗻'𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲, 𝗘𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝗣𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘀 𝗱𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗵𝘀 𝗮𝗴𝗼 𝗮𝗻𝗳 𝘆/𝗻 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗴𝗴𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵. 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽𝘀 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘃𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗱 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘃𝗼𝗶𝗰𝗲.

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀? 𝗜𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝗱𝗲𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲

𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁 - 𝟯𝟯𝟯𝟱

                                     ____ "𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗺𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂"                                       ____

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"𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗺𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂"
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Never be so kind, you forget to be clever

Seven months ago when JJ had walked into the hospital waiting room and delivered the news to you it was like your whole world just stopped. You were paralyzed, unable to speak or move. She was your everything, your safety, your happiness and most importantly the love of your life. Never had you thought that you would hear JJ speak those words.

"She didn't make it off the table"

Thats what she'd told the team as she emerged from the operating wing that same night Emily was wheeled into an emergency surgery. The team was waiting for hours to hear if she'd make it and be alright but that's not the news you got.. She was gone, dead and she was never coming back.

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