Dared To Do It

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AN/ This is a "happy" ending to Dared To Do It, as I knew it would be needed. Maybe not wanted but it's needed.
I still would like to apologize for the last chapter but I refuse to take it down. It's the way the story ends.

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It was black, almost like the nighttime from Ron's room when Elizabeth stayed over.

There were no stars in sight as the smoke from the pollution hid them away from sight. Only the glow of the moon on its lay in the sky.

It was also peaceful, Elizabeth loved it but it was disturbed by the sound of a rhythmic slow beeping.

Two seconds apart and two taps in between the beeping consisted slowly. Steadily and out of the reach of fear.

Elizabeth was confused but she sluggishly let the beeping accompany her in her first time in true darkness. It was like a thick blanket on her eyes and even though she had been in a dark room before this darkness was different.

It wasn't supposed to be comfortable but to her it was. It was the first time in almost a decade she felt...safe.

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Elizabeth was stuck in the darkness for a while, longer than she hoped but she still found the small peace in knowing that whatever had hurt her wasn't there anymore.

She was the freedom of an untouched forest and she reveled in it.

Soon thought she was disturbed by more than the small beeping, that she flush out to be her heart beat due to it being so familiar.

Voices, muffled but clear as day they were talking.

"If she doesn't wake up soon we are going to have to unplug her, ma'am. I apologize"

There was a brief pause. "Do it"

Than it was quiet again.

Elizabeth was confused when the voice talked about "unplugging" and the other voice complying without remorse. It reminded Elizabeth of those movie scenes in hospitals and she felt sad that they would unplug whoever they were talking about.

Elizabeth had never witnessed death, all she knew were her parents and the few couple of friends at parties she went to with Ron. It was a lonely life and that's why she treated Ron so dear to her.

He was her only safe, but apparently he never was safe.

Safe. Was I safe now? Elizabeth wondered as she slowly felt the darkness stirr, as if trying to run away.

She was starting to panic, confused and disturbed she felt her fingertips resting on some sort of fabric.

She could smell something in the air, lemon and antibiotic spray.

She knew that smell from the time her father had a friend in the hospital.

Slowly the dots connected for Elizabeth, and the darkness was no longer a freind but an unknown entity around her.

She panicked, the beeping darted around the air faster and faster until there were more than two voices in the room.

Panic, and grief was filling the room as nurses rushed around dying Elizabeth as they tried their hardest to bring her forward from her coma.

Four weeks in the same bed she was dying in and she didn't even know she wasn't dead yet.

Elizabeth could hear, smell and feel everything. The only thing she wanted to do though was see what was going on.