Seconds later I blink and I see I'm in my body again.

I'm gonna fake being dead so Randy'll be all said and tell me his true feelings.

"Y-your dead. Your really dead." The security guard let's go of Randy.

Him and the doctor walk out, leaving Randy and I.

"You know...I was so depressed without you. You don't even know."

"I wish you were still here. If you were, I wouldn't hesitate to...to..."

"To do this."

Then he kisses me.

"I know it's creepy kissing a dead person...but I just needed to do that one more time."

"And seriously? Is one time really enough?" I say before sitting up, grabbing the hood if his hoodie and kissing him.

"R-Richelle!?" He shouts a couple seconds later, pulling away.

"The one and only." I smile.

I feel really weak. Probably because I just woke up from a 6 month long honking coma!

"I- I- you- were..." He says and gets teary eyed.

"Dead I know. But I'm back."

"I..." He sits down and hugs me, and I hug him back.

"I missed you so much." He cries.

"I did too." I start getting teary eyed.

"I'm sorry. For everything. I should have asked you sooner. I was just too scared..." I start crying.

"Well don't be. You know it's my duty to protect people...especially you." He smiles.

"Even at the start you didn't like you...what changed?" I ask, breaking the hug.

"I saw who you really are...how you've changed."

"I guess I really have..."

"From being...my enemy...NomiRandy. To my...one of the best people I've ever met." Randy says.

"I mean, sometimes...I wish I was never created. What wouldn't happen if I was never made by the Nomicon...would you be dead right now..."

"Maybe we could...you know...try that again. Because I'm almost curtain no ones going to interrupt us this time." Randy says.

"Do you even have to ask?" I giggle before kissing him.

Once he breaks the kiss he lays down beside me.

A couple seconds later I turn away and he hugs me.

We stay like this until I fall asleep.

Before I fall asleep he whispers some thing in my ear.

"I've always loved you Richelle..."

I wake up with the doctors around me and Randy no longer in the room.

"This is crazy..." Dr.Richardson says. "How can she come back to life after dying from being in a 6 month coma?"

"It was a miracle Dr..." One of the nurses say.

"Oh she's awake...umm...Richelle?" Doctor Richardson asks.

"Mhm." I sit up.

"You can leave in about a week. Nurse Carly brought you some clean clothes. Come down to the cafeteria when your ready." Dr.Richardson says before Nurse Carly leave some clothes on the end of my bed.

I get up and stretch. Everything's cramped.

Probably cause I haven't moved at all since February.

I take the clothes and walk to the nearest bathroom.

I put them on.

Plain white t-shirt.

Black leggings.

Black sneakers.

I put the hospital robe into a laundry bin near the cafeteria.

I make my hair presentable, shaving the half that's grown about an inch.

Once I'm done I walk to the cafeteria.

I get a roast beef sandwich and orange juice, along with a double chocolate chip cookie.

I see a little girl...no older than 5, sitting alone at a table.

I still across from her and she looks at me, so I smile.

"Hey little girl what's your name?" I smile.

"Mary-Jane...but my daddy calls me Marie..."

"Marie. That's a cute name. Say, where is your dad right now?" I ask.

"He...I- don't know...nurse Stacey brought me here...said she'd be back in a few seconds."

"Oh it's okay Marie...I'm sure he's fine..."

"I love your hair!" She squeals.

"Why thank you."

"What's your name?" Marie asks.

"Richelle. And I like your hair as well." I giggle.

She has long dirty blonde hair that's put into braids.

"MaryJane I have some bad news..." The nurse says, which I'm guessing is nurse Stacey.

"Is- is it about my daddy?" She asks.

"Yeah...look...I don't know how to say this but...he died...of-of a heart attack."

She breaks down and starts crying. I walk over to her and give her a hug, she hugs me back.

"So who's going to take care of her...?" I ask.

"Her uncle. He's the closest."

"Marie your going to live with your uncle for a while alright? I promise everything will be okay..." I say and she looks up at me, no longer crying.

"Yay!" She squeals.

I giggle at her mood swings.

I mean, children are so naive.

I guess that's why we like them.

But who is it?

Who's Marie's uncle?