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Fergal's POV

I sighed as I rubbed Pam's arm. This was it. They were taking her off life support. She was really about to die.

"I love you so much, babe."

I said as I kissed her hand. All the kids, Sasha, Sami, Mella, and Cass surrounded Pam's bed. We were all just waiting for her to be pronounced dead. The doctor slowly took the tube out of Pam's mouth as I bit my lip.

"Come on, baby. Please breathe."

I said as I stared at her chest. Then I saw her chest inflate. Then Pam started choking.

"Mella, Cass, Get the kids out of here."

Sasha said.

"Pam! You're alive."

I yelled as I wrapped my arms around her.

"Get off me!"

Pam yelled.

"I hate you! Why did you fucking have to save me? I wanted to die! You fucked everything up!"

She yelled as tears started streaming down her cheeks. I wrapped my arms around her just in case she tried to hurt herself.

"I fucking hate you Fergal Devitt! Get off of me!"

She yelled as she tried to struggle out of my grip.

"Shhh. You're okay."

I said as I laid her into my lap.

"I hate you!"

Pam kept yelling until all I heard was loud sobs.

"I'm here. And I'm never leaving you again. You're safe. I promise."

I said as I stroked her hair. She's so much worse then I could've thought. But I had to help her through this depression. No matter what I had to do...