Hold My Hand-A Slexie Memorial Story

If/Then 1

3rd person's POV

"It's alright, miss. We're at the hospital. You were in a plane crash. You have some injuries but we'll take care of that..."

She coudn't hear the rest. Maybe, she just didn't want to. She wasn't conscious of what she was saying or what she was doing. She just wanted to know if he was dead.

She was in room. Alone. She could only hear the monitor beeping; all the time. All she wanted to do was to yell his name. Because the last thing she could remeber was him telling her that they were getting married and having kids. Or maybe she was actually dying and that was an alucination?

"Lexie?", a shaking voice asked. She looked up. It was her sister. Her crying big sister, sitting in a wheelchear, but dessesperetely wanting to hold and kiss the one thought was dead. 

"M... Meredith.", she answered, calmly, almost like a death whisper. "Are we in a hospital.?"

Meredith only nodded.

"Yes, we are in a hospital, Lexie.", she seemed calm, but she coudn't keep that much longer. "OH MY GOD, LEXIE, I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!!!!"

"M...Mer... I thought... I was dead too."

She was shaking, but smiling. she seemed weak and vurnerable, like she was barely alive.

But she was smiling. Because she saw him.

And he was walking the way to her room. 

He was crying, coudn't tell if it was happiness or sadness, probaly sadness until he saw the love of his life talking to her sister, and realize that, now, he knew why he was crying.

He loved her.

He, then, inmediatly ran to her room, or at least tried, before falling off the wheal chear. 

When he finally got into her room, he was only staring at her. Love, that's what he felt. He just wanted to be next to her. He wanted to kiss her, to hug her, to hold her just like what she liked and did with him when he was injured. 

Then, he realized. They were in a plane crash. They both survived it. He had no idea of what was going to happen next in his life. All he knew is that he loved her. They were meant to be.