A/N: Okay, last one. This is my Magnum Opus, so IT's the best one (In my opinion). It's also our final act for tonight, so I hope you'll like it!

Leave me alone. Just leave me alone. I don't want to talk about this right now, can't you see that? He's sick, John, he's sick. They say it's pneumonia, they think… And it's my fault! That should be me in there, on that hospital bed, not him. It was my idea, I was the one who wanted to… I couldn't help it, the rain was pouring, hammering down against the roof. I felt like it was calling to me. I wanted, no, I needed to be outside, to feel the drops on my face, to catch them in my hands… he followed me out... Have you ever heard that rain tastes like wine? I read it in a story once, but you never believe it, not until you're out in it, and then it's so much sweeter. I think he knew it too. We were splashing in puddles and hollering at the thunder, and laughing the whole time. I can't laugh now… I think we stayed out there too long, but I didn't realize- I didn't care. We were both soaked, both shivering when we finally came back inside. I didn't notice when he would stop and sneeze or cough, I just brushed it off, but if I could go back, if there's anything I could have done to have kept him healthy… John, he might die! And… it's because of me. And if he doesn't make it through this, I don't know if I'll ever be able to forgive myself. I'll go through the rest of my life knowing that he died, and it was all my fault! Is he in pain? Does he even know how sick he is? I don't know if I can handle this… not by myself. I need someone to tell me that he's going to be make it through this, that he's going to be strong even though I can't be. Please John, just, tell me it's going to be okay. Please.

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