Car Trouble

A Choice

Jason's pov

This is bizarre, looking at my body and seeing my family and friends. But they can't  see me. God dammit I don't want to die. But what can I do? I can't get back in my body. I've tried. So I guess I'm stuck like this til something happens.... Or worse.... Til I actually die. "God I'm not ready to go." I shakily say, wishing I could hold my beautiful pregnant wife. I was going to be a father. I was finally living the dream. Everything was perfect. Til that bastard. Why did he shoot me? Why'd he have to ruin everything!!? I walked out to the waiting room where Luke and Mike were. They were both pretty pissed off and Mike was griping about wanting to kill the guy but he's already dead. I heard him say. I looked outside at the beautiful sunny day. I would kill to be out playing my guitar on the road. I walked outside and felt warm for the first time since it all happened. I've felt nothing but freezing. Suddenly a bright light blinded me and I was shocked to see my grandpa. He died when I was 15. Shit. "No way. I can't die. Not now!" "I'm sorry son-" "No!" I shout, backpedaling and running back to my room. I can't die. I won't. I refuse! I hit my knees in front of Miranda. I wish I could hold her again. My hands were shaking as I gently touched her legs. She froze up and opened her eyes. Oh my goodness! She can feel me. "I'm so sorry baby." I shakily say. Her eyes were so terrified as she looked at my body. I've never seen such fear on anyone. "Oh Jason what do I do?" I was about to respond when the light filled the room again. "I can't go. She needs me!!! Please God! I wanna live!! Please let me live!!!" I beg desperately on my knees. "I'll do anything!!!" "I'm sorry." I spun around and saw a doctor. She gripped tight to the arms of the chair she was sitting in. "Please wake up." She whispered. "You have to come with me now." He said. She didn't move. I looked back at him and realized he was talking to me. "H-How... How can you see me?" I gape shocked. "I wasn't sure what form to take to make you most comfortable." He said, his hands wrapped around a clipboard. "So... I'm... I'm really gonna die?" I murmur, shaking in my boots. "I can't die! My wife is gonna have a baby! Please ya gotta do something!" He sighs softly. "I wish I could but it isn't up to me." He said gently kneeling beside me where I fell to my knees in desperation. "W-Who are you?" I whimper, close to breaking down as I look up at the mysterious figure then to my grief stricken wife. "Your species tends to call me Death." He said, shrugging and standing back up. "Or the grim reaper. Whichever." "It can't be over." He touched my shoulder and the room filled with a bright light. It took a while before I could see again and what I saw was a white. Nothing but white. "W-Where am I?" "You're in heaven." My heart stops. I turn around coming face to face with God himself. I'm completely in shock. "I can't be dead." "You have a choice to make." He said, looking a little worried, which obviously scared me. "Allowing you to pass peacefully will save you from tremendous pain and suffering." He said, scaring me to the core. My hands were shaking and sweaty. "I can send you back but it will be an agonizingly painful road to recovery." Shit. What do I do? "I know this is a hard choice to make. I know you're scared but have faith and follow your heart." To my surprise, he hugged me and a sense of calm washed over me. The fear was gone. I have to think hard. If I die, I'll never see Miranda or our baby again. But.... Will I be able to go through the pain of recovery? "If I choose to live, will I.... Will I... Make it? Back to... Who I was?" "It is all up to you." He said, not really helping. I bite my lip scared. "Can I talk to my grandpa?" He smiled but he looked so sad. Then a door opened and my grandpa stood there. He also looked quite sad. I wonder why. He hugs me tightly. "I've missed you so much, Pop." I shakily say. "You've done so much amazing things with your life." He said, making tears well in my eyes. All I wanted was to make my family proud. "I... I don't know what to do. I don't want to die... But.... I don't know if I can survive the pain. I'm... I'm so scared." He smiles, his hands on my shoulders. "You're one of the strongest people I know. You're an Aldean! I know you can do it." I'm still so scared. I turn around, terrified. I see my hospital room. Miranda sitting in a chair and now Mike was with her. He hugged her. If I do die... I know my friends will take care of her and the baby. But... I want to be there. I want to hold our child. Teach him to hunt. Or if it's a she... Protect her til my last breath. I know what I gotta do. "I choose to live. I want to live." They both smile sadly which again confused and worried the crap out of me. "Stay strong my child." He said and then the bright light blinded me again. When I could finally see I felt like I was choking. I saw Miranda panicking and shouting but I couldn't make out what she said. She was crying harder but also looked relieved. I must be awake. But this breathing tube... I can't fucking breathe! A doctor came into view and took it out, causing me to go into a painful coughing fit. I couldn't move. I tried to sit up but I couldn't. I tried to lift my arm to hold her hand but I couldn't. I was terrified. I couldn't move. I tried to speak but I couldn't. I can't make out what the doctor was saying. Everything was muffled as if they were talking through water. What's happening to me?? How do I communicate?! What do I do?!