3 words. 8 letters.


"Honey your awake"
"I guess so"

"It's Dylan. He's...."


7. chapter 7


I opened my eyes to a blurry sun lit room full of family members.

"Mom? Where am I? Where's Dylan?" I looked around searching for my love but he wasn't there.

"Oh, honey! Your awake. Finally. Sweetie! Your okay. Look who's here" she pointed at a tall man in a military uniform. I relised it was my brother, Jonathan!

"Jon? Oh my!!! How? Why?" I got nervous. The only reason he would be here is if something really bad happend. I immediately felt my round belly for a kick and a worry expression crept across my face.

"Doll. The baby is fine. I'm here for you. We all have some news and I wanted to be the one to tell you because i know what your reaction will be" I felt a little kick and laid back still worried.

"Wha..t?" As the word crept out the doctor walked in. He looked at me and gave me a typical examination. Said I have a concussion and a broken wrist. But I'm just all cut up. None too deep. As the doctor left he gave a 'okay' nod to my brother and everyone turned to me. I could see sympathy in thier eyes.

"Doll. I'm so sorry you have to go through this. An I'm here for you. But..." There was a long pause. Just silence.

"What?" I felt a lump in my throat.

"You were out for a week. Dylan was out for 3 days. But. He didn't wake up. He passed on. He's in gods hands now." I felt nothing. All surreal. He couldn't be gone. Not now. Our baby. His little princess.

"Can. Can y'all leave. I just want to be with Jon." Tears formed in my eyes and fell just as fast.

"I love you" everyone murmered as they left the room. I just sat there tears falling down my face onto my hospital gown forming a little wet patch right on my leg. I looked at Jon. He just hugged me. And held me tight. I thought it would help but the only hug I wanted was from Dylan but. He's gone. I wanted to say goodbye and I love you. I wanted to hold his hand. I wanted to go back. I wanted him here. And I couldn't. I wanted to sleep. I needed sleep. As I was drifting away the name for our baby became evident.

"Braelynn Ashlynn O'Brien." I guess I said it louder than I thought because I heard Jon say-

"Just how he wanted it to be." I smiled and drifted off. Into a land that had the one thing I needed. My dream land. Me and Dylan. The only reuniting that will ever become.

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