Will We Last Infinity?

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Well I wanted to make you guys happy...so here's another chapter ;) and while my thoughts are running I think I'm going to write another chapter ;) ENJOY! let me know what you think!

Emily's POV

I saw Daniel walk in but something didn't seem right with him. He looked...deformed? One second he was the perfect man, the one I wanted to spend my life with. Then the next, he started to swirl and blood started to drip from his eyes, ears, nose and mouth. He looked at me and smiled saying, "Don't worry. Your death will be painless." and then he dropped the two cups of coffee that he was holding and pulled out a bloody knife and walked toward me with a grim smile on his face. "Pleh-pluh....pluh-eese...Doh-ohn-t huh-urt me-e..." I tried to get out of the bed but wires from left and right held me down. I panicked and screamed for help but no nurse came to my aid. I kicked and screamed as he started to weal his arms around me. And, in that moment, I knew I was going to die.

Daniel's POV

I went to the hospitals caffeteria to get some coffee for me and Ems. The nurses, knowing I was thee Daniel Grayson, stopped me and started to chat about how Emily was doing. But I excused myself and went to get the coffees. Once I got the hot coffees I headed back to Ems room.

I walked into the room and Emily smiled at me then all of a sudden she got this look of scaredness and worry on her face. I asked what was wrong but she didn't answer me. I though it was strange but then again she hasn't been herself lately so, I figured she was ok.

Then Emily started to whisper something. I couldn't understand her.But it sounded like she was saying 'Don't hurt me.'  I walked closer and she screamed at me in fright. She struggled to get out of the bed but her wires and tubes wouldn't let her get anywhere. she started to scoot up higher on her bed and scream louder. I put the cups down and wrapped her in a tight hug trying to calm her down. Constantly whispering reassurng things in her ear.

"I need help in here! Someone? Please help!"

Almost the second I shouted, nurses ran in and started to do their thing. They gave Emily a sedative and immediately she fell asleep.

Awhile Later

"Well, Daniel, it seems as though Mrs. Thorne had a hallucination. Now this would be caused from-"

"-Brain damage." I answered not wanting to hear it.

"Uh...Well, yes, but I don't believe she has 'permanent' brain damage, so to speak. I believe that she has a blood clot that is pressing on the right hemisphere of her brain and most likely on part of her left hemisphere as well. Now, with surgery the clot can be removed and she can lead a normal life again."

"But you're talking brain surgery here...What are the risks?"

"Actually, the risks are not high at all. At the worst, what you see going on with her now is what the surgery would cause if there were complications... So it's either brain surgery with the high chance to make her 'better', so to say, and a low chance of her staying as she is. Or not do the surgery and have your soon-to-be wife live out a distraut life, having to go to speech therapy most likely for the rest of her life. It's your choice. But the operation seems to be the good choice." He looked at me sympathetically waiting for an answer, as he fumbled with the corner of the papers attached to the clipboard.

"Alright. Where do I sign?"  I said like a stubborn child.

"Your wife will be very thankful. I have an open time slot for surgery in an hour and a half. Is that OK with you?"

"Yes, that'll be fine." He hands me the clipboard with a ball point pen. I signed my name in a dark, jet - black ink. I hand it back to him.

"Any other questions Mr. Grayson?"