Love hurts (A smaude fan fiction)

Part 4

Maude POV

"Oh and remember that time you had your arm across the shelf and I came over and pushed my boobs against it" I giggled. I'd been sitting in the room for a while laughing and telling stories. Sam wasn't responding but part of me though that if I talk to him he will hear my voice and maybe pull through.

"Now Sam, don't you forget that we have a date tomorrow! You better not forget about it" I tried to joke but it hurt me. Knowing that I might never get that date we had planned. It had been my turn to plan the date. First I'd take him to the comic book store. I knew he loved looking about there but he hadn't been in a while. We would've then went to a Thai restaurant that he had been talking about for weeks even though he'd never been so I thought I'd surprise him. Then to finish off the night we would walk back to my place (taking the scenic route through the park of course). Cuddle up under some blankets on the sofa and put The Office on.

Thinking back on the plan for the date made me feel silly. I don't like Comic book stores and I hate Thai food but I wanted to do it for him. It was such a generic date that I threw together to cater to Sam but I knew it'd put a smile on his face.

I couldn't hold it in any longer. "I'll be back in a minute Sammy I'm going to pee myself if I don't go now" I laughed as I kissed his forehead and stumbled across the room. As I traveled down the hallway I ran into one of the nurses from earlier. "How is he looking?" She asked me. "He looks so peaceful. I was thinking that this was all a prank because he doesn't look as if anything has happened" we laughed together and I continued on to the toilet.

As I was washing my hands I got the fright of my life. "Holy shit!" I shouted as I looked at my face in the mirror. I hadn't fixed my makeup at any point throughout this whole ordeal. I'm surprised the staff at the hospital didn't put me in a bed and try and get me treatment. I looked like a clown who had there face kicked by a horse. "I can't have Sam waking up and seeing this. He'll pass out again if he does". I grabbed some toilet paper, poured some water on it and wiped my face clean. Much better! Anyway according to Sam I've always looked better with no makeup on. I patted my clothes down, adjusted my hair and left the bathroom.

"Excuse me, Maude?" I turn around to see the doctor from earlier. "How is he?" He asked. "He looks okay I guess. I've just been telling him funny stories from our past. I don't know why but I think it'll help with me talking to him". My face went red when I realised how silly that must sound to a medical professional. "That's understandable and I'd like to think it works. A lot of the times we have patients who we think have no chance of pulling through and when they hear the voices of the partners or kids somehow their condition starts improving". Hearing the doctor say this made me smile. Maybe I wasn't so crazy after all. "Anyway I'll let you get back to him" he said as he turned and went into a staff room.

I was in a surprisingly good mood. The support the hospital staff had been giving me as well as just getting to sit there and talk to Sam had really improved my mood. "I'm back!" I sang as I closed the door behind me. I paused as if Sam would respond but I got nothing. I kept going with the stories from our time at SourceFed together and all the stuff we had done since then. I came to the realisation that a lot of conversations Sam and I have are just me talking and him listening. He usually just stares into my eyes. I wish he could do that now.

"Come on Bunny. Wake up. I want to hear you mispronounce things again you know how much I love that" I said softly as I ran my fingers through his hair. As I touched him his breathing slowed. It must have been calming for him to know and feel that I was there. I couldn't have been more wrong.

'Beep, beep, beep, beeeeeeeeeeeeep.'

Flatline. Sam's heart stopped. It took me a second to realise what had happened and within the second I was sprinting out the room in a panicked state "Help! Help! His heart has stopped!". Three people started to run towards me. I couldn't make them out clearly. "What's happening to me" I thought as my hands started going all tingly. Then my vision went. Everything was just a blur. I look into Sam's room to see the outline of him lying in his bed and then nothing. I could here the prolonged shrill beep from the heart rate monitor as I fell into darkness.