Unconditional Love

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Inspired by the scene in the "Cult Fiction" episode of Boy Meets World where Shawn is in the hospital room with Jonathan after his motorcycle accident. What if Andrew was there, at the accident and at the hospital? Here is how I would have imagined it.... Oh, don't worry, I did a reworked version of the "Don't Blow Me Off" speech Shawn makes based off the one in the episode, so that's here too. Only worded differently for the purposes of this story.

Jonathan Turner had just been cut off by a truck while riding his motorcycle and in a split second, hit a slick spot in the street. That sent him flying at least fifteen feet, landing on his left side. He felt bones break and pain shooting throughout his body lying there.

The blonde haired man stood on the corner, horrified at watching the accident. He had been called to this spot and immediately came to the teacher's side. People were starting to gather around, calling the ambulance. What made it worse was that the truck just kept going like nothing was wrong.

"Jonathan," he says gently, "My name is Andrew. And I will be your angel at this time." Andrew had his trademark off white suit and white shirt. "Don't worry, only you can see me for now. Blink your eyes if you can understand me."

Jonathan had managed to open his eyes to see the angel kneeling beside him. It was becoming hard for him to focus and despite what he just heard, he blinks. I just got in a crash and here's this guy claiming to be an angel. I must be dying for this to be happening, he thinks as everyone was clearing the way for the paramedics that just came onto the scene.

"That's good. The ambulance is here, and I will be right at your side the whole time." Andrew mentions as the paramedics rush over and start to work on Jonathan. By what they were saying, it wasn't looking good. There was a really good chance he would have to take this one Home. The tragedy was that it wouldn't have been his fault in the first place.

In the ambulance, Andrew could hear the teacher say something within the pain he was enduring. It was a name. Shawn. Who was Shawn? But before he could ask him, Jonathan passes out from the pain and medications given him.

At the hospital, the doctors almost lost him. But Jonathan hung on for dear life, he always was a fighter. Andrew waits at his side after the initial surgery. Waking up briefly, he sees the angel. "So, you're still here? Guess you are the real thing if it isnt the meds they gave me." he says, sounding groggy due to the medicines keeping the pain at bay. "Am I going to die?"

"Yes Jonathan, I am very real." The angel replies in a calm tone, "God sent me to be with you at this time. As for if you're going to die, only God knows that. I'm just here in case He decides to tell me. I am an Angel of Death, but when I show up, that's not always the case." Andrew answers his questions as honestly as he could.

He couldnt move very much with all the tubes and casts on him. "Hey Andrew," he asks, "If this is my time to go, could you get a message to Shawn? Tell him that I love him like a son. Remind him that he is one of the most talented people I had ever met. I don't ever want him to lose himself in despair or some cult. He's being lured into something dangerous with Mr. Mack and his Center."

"Who's Shawn? You were mentioning that name in the ambulance on the way here." Andrew asks, hoping to get more information. "He's a student of mine. He stayed with me for a while when his dad ran off. Shawn Hunter is his name. He needs guidance, he's truly special, but he's lost his way." It took all he had to keep awake. "I had been trying to find him at the Center when I had my little accident."

"I will, but for now you need some rest while the doctors check up on you. But I won't leave unless Im told to." Andrew promises the teacher as he waits. He sits in the cushioned chair beside the bed, when Jonathan mentions something.

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