I think this is one of the best chapters I've written so enjoy. I hope that the wait paid off

"And all of this... Just for me?" Mitch asked after I had finished talking.

"All for you"

"When are you planning on doing all of this?"

"In a week"

"That's close" Mitch mumbled. I could see the worry in his eyes even if he didn't admit it. Granted; the plan was risky, but those who don't take risks never succeed.

"I know" I looked down at my lap. He placed his head on my shoulder and closed his eyes. I closed mines as well and saw every moment and memory shared with Mitch, Kirstie and Alex. I realised how lucky I was to have them, even in just a few months they've become a huge part of my life. I've never have friends that would stand up for me or support me when I was feeling down. This whole 'friendship' experience is new to me and so far I'm enjoying it. It's nice to know that no matter if you fall or break down there are going to be people who are going to put you back on your feet and mend your wounds.

I made a flashback to the first day I met Kirstie. Her slender figure leaning against the door frame, eyes full of interest and curiosity as she looked at me. I replayed her smile in my mind after I told her that I'd meet her at lunch, I remembered how I liked her from the very first time we spoke. If I concentrated enough I could hear her laughter, echoing through the walls of Alex's apartment the day we played twister together.

Oh Alex. I recalled how he sat down in front of me that very first day, how he was complaining about some absurd names he had to memorise and how I found him very handsome and charming when I looked into his eyes. I still wonder how he managed to stand me during my continuos visits to the Pharmacology Ward when we thought we've found Mitch's cure. I was extremely grateful, during such a short period of time I've made the most wonderful friends I could ever ask for and were now willing to risk their lives to save Mitch and I.

Mitch. He is the miracle I've been waiting for. He had changed so much; he was no longer this cold pseudo human I had gotten to know during my second day at work. He was no longer this tough boy who was afraid of his feelings. He was confident and stronger as ever and I wasn't going to let them get him away from me. He had endured so much, complained so little and fought for so long; it was time to turn the tables around. It was time to make the bad guys suffer.

A quiet sniff brought me back to reality. I looked down and saw that Mitch was crying, he had an arm latched onto my torso and was squeezing tightly. My heart broke at the sight of him. I stood up and led him to lie down on the bed. Seconds later I was laying next to him and hugging him close to my chest. He gripped my shirt and hid his head on the crook of my neck.

"Babe... What's wrong?" I asked while brushing his hair off of his forehead. He still had his eyes shut.

"I don't want to lose you" He let out in a shaky breath.

"You won't. Mitch, look at me" He looked up. "I won't leave you and you won't lose me. I'll fight for you Mitch, I'd carry you over fire and water if it meant that we'd be together in the end. I want to be the one who holds you in your sleep, I want to be the one who whispers sweet nothings in your ear every morning and I want you to be strong for me right now. I won't be able to focus knowing that you could be falling apart somewhere else"

"I know. I'm sorry" I placed a soft kiss on his lips.

"Don't apologise" He brought our lips back together. I kissed him slowly, everything that I was feeling: fear, doubt, hope, uneasiness, love was put into that kiss. He wrapped his arms around my neck to keep me closer, but I didn't have any thoughts of pulling back.

The kiss deepened. Both of us wanting to express ourselves through it. I run one hand down Mitch's sides earning a small giggle before hooking my fingers with the loop of his belt. The other one I used it to cup his cheek. At that point his hands were touching and feeling my back. I felt his fingers lock with the end of my t-shirt and he then begun to pull it up. In one swift movement it was gone, leaving my chest exposed to his wandering eyes.

Our stares met, a mixture of desire and devotion. I brushed my thumb against his cheek and kissed him lightly one more time. "I love you" I whispered to him.

"I love you too" I pulled back a little bit to be able to place my hands under his shirt. His muscles tensed at the tender touch but quickly relaxed.

"Are you sure you want this?" I asked him. I wasn't going to pressure him into doing something he wasn't willing to do. He smiled brightly.

"Yes" That was all I need it. I pulled his shirt up and off of the way. I let a small trail of kisses down his jaw towards his collarbone where I bit him tenderly. With nervous movements Mitch begun to unbutton my pants and soon they were off. We continued kissing and whispering love words to each other. We never rushed. We did everything slowly, enjoying this intimate time we had for just ourselves. When our lips collided my heart beat faster and sparks ignited within me. Every touch, every breath, every feeling led up to this. Mitch saying my name in his moment of pure ecstasy made me come undone, and for the first time in such a long time I felt completed... Whole.

Mitch was laying on top of me, his head resting on his hands and he was looking up to me. "No matter what's the outcome I want you to know that you're the most wonderful person I've ever met and that I would be lost without you" Mitch hummed. I ran my fingers through his hair and closed my eyes.

"You mean the world to me, I hope you know that too" We both fell asleep with the sound of our hearts beating in perfect synchrony.