Songs & Fire [Brett and Casey]

Don't Forget About Me

Don't Forget About Me

Song: Don't Forget About Me by Cloves

WARNING: This chapter has to due with a character having cancer, lung cancer to be specific. If this is hard to read then please do not.

If I fall, can you pull me up?

Is it true, your watching out

And when I'm tired, do you lay down with me?

In my head so I can sleep without you?

"Sylvie," Called a short, blonde female nurse. Causing Brett's head to fly up from the newest Better Homes and Gardens' Magazine.

"Yeah, that's me." Replied Brett as she got up and strode over to where the nurse was.

"Okay, follow me. I'm gonna take you back to Dr. Emily's office. She should have your blood results back in."

Hey, hey

Without you there's holes in my soul

Hey, hey

Let the water in

"Okay, Brett, there's no easy way to say this, but you have cancer."

"What." Asked a shocked Brett.

"Yeah. It's stage two lung cancer. It explains why you passed out last week on call, and why you've been feeling bad these past few months."

Brett didn't know what to think, say, or do she just sat there staring at the pale, white floor.

"Listen, Brett, I know this is a lot to take in. But we need to come up with a plan as soon as possible. I'm gonna set up an appointment with a colleague of mine for as early as tomorrow."

Brett just nodded she didn't say or do anything. She just nodded and pretended to hear everything the doctor was telling her.

Lost through time and that's all I need

So much love, then one day buried

Hope you're safe, 'cause I lay you leaves

Is there more than we can see?

Answers for me

Brett's not sure how she got back to the firehouse. All she knows is that this is where she needs to be. Right here. Nowhere else.

'How can I tell them?' She asked herself. 'How am I going to tell them that I have cancer? Cancer?' It's like she couldn't accept it. She couldn't accept that this is what was wrong with her. 'How did I miss this? I thought I was just depressed and sick from my breakup with Casey. Cancer?'

"Hey, Brett. Foster said you had a doctors appointment. Everything okay?" Asked a slightly worried Casey as he found Brett sitting at the kitchen table staring off into space like she had the weight of the world on her shoulders.

'He doesn't care.' She thought. 'He broke up with me. Why is he asking about me? When he clearly doesn't care.'

"Yeah. Everything's good." Respond Brett hoping that sounded as cheerful as she tried to make it.

"You sure?"

Brett didn't even respond this time she just numbly nodded her head.

'Oh my God! They'll all forget about me. They'll get a new paramedic and forget about me. He'll forget about me. He'll get a new girlfriend and forget about me. A new girlfriend who doesn't have cancer. And I'll be gone. Just like that, I'll be gone,' Thought Brett as she slowly made her way to the locker room.

The shift seemed to drag on. They barely had any calls, so the only thing to do was sit around and think. Everyone knew something was off with Brett. She would barely look any of them in the eye and would just sit and stare off into space.

Finally, nearing the end of the day, everyone started to gather up their things and discuss what they had planned for the upcoming weekend.

"Hey, Casey." Called an out of breath Brett as she ran to catch up with Casey, who had a minute start out of the firehouse.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Please...don't forget about me."

And I get lonely without you

And I can't move on

And I get lonely without you

I can't move on

Move on

Where ever you've gone?

How, how, how?

I just need to know

That you won't forget about me