Hey guys so I decided to publish this bonus chapter! I actually wrote it before I wrote this book so obviously there are going to be a few differences. This is how the story was originally going to end! Hope you enjoy it!

The definition of death is:
The end of the life of an organism.
The definition of mourning is:
The expression of deep sorrow after someone has died

I would know; many people in my life have died. And then there was a girl who didn't die. A girl who actually lived. I prayed that I would never have to see her die.

I didn't pray enough.

Dawn coughs once more, this time a bubbling wad of blood slips out of her mouth. A new punch of sorrow hits me square in the chest. I can't bare to see her like this; hurt and scared. It feels like every time she coughs or her vitals drop, the knife in my heart pushes in a bit further. The thought of living without my foster sister is utterly unbearable. I take this short moment to memorize the details of her face. Her once rosy skin, now gray like the ash from a fire that has burned out; her strawberry blonde hair once lively and bright is now thinned and stiff; her sapphire eyes are bloodshot and leave a cold impression of someone who is looking death in the eye. We are all in the trauma room of STAR Labs, savoring every last second we have with the amazing little girl lying in front of us.

Dawn winces. "Caitlin," she wheezes. "Push five of morphine. My lung just collapsed and I don't want to die in pain."

Caitlin does what she is told, a tear slipping from the eyes that she tried so hard to keep shut. I scan the room. Cisco and Jesse look the saddest- their eyes are nowhere to be found in the ocean that drowns them. I doubt that I look any better. In fact I probably am a mirror image on the outside of me on the inside. The sadness that overwhelms my senses so much that I feel that when she dies I might fall apart.

When she dies. It feels so unnatural to hear the words echoing in my mind. I choke on a sob. Dawn is mine. I don't really know what that means, all that I know is that it is true. I think back to the first time she was dying, how long ago was that? I remember thinking that I would miss her talking to me. Now that seems foolish. I'm not going to just miss talking to her... I am going to miss everything about her. The way she would cower into herself when she got nervous. The way she would yell at me and set me straight every time I doubted myself. I would even miss the way she would wake up screaming every night.

I think that I will miss her smile most of all. That smile that would light up even the darkest days. That smile that I will never see again because her life now has an expiration date that is due in just a few minutes.

"Barry," Dawn struggles to say. All of us have already said our goodbyes and I don't know if I can handle another one.

"Y- Yes?" I manage to choke out. My throat is hoarse and crackly.

"Say hi to my niece and nephew for me?" She looks over at Iris who is now sobbing harder than ever. She nods, answering for me.

"I- I will," I say my eyes stinging with the amount of tears that they are producing.

"May- Maybe I will meet them later," she whispers.

"Maybe you will," I sob.

"Hey!" She says with a sudden, almost childish burst of energy. "I will finally get to meet your mom! And my mom. Do you think they are friends?"

"I do," I nod vigorously as I cry a million more tears. A single tear slips down Dawn's cheek as she smiles that amazing smile. The smile fades just a tad and she whispers in my ear.

"I don't want to be alone, Barry."

More tears fall as I sit on the relined hospital bed with her. "Me either," I say as I plant a kiss on her forehead.

"The best days of my life have happened in this building," Dawn says now struggling to breath. "So many memories. Promise me that you will make more?"

"I-I promise," I say, taking sharp intakes of breath. Then she whispers something I can't hear. "What did you say?"

"Thank y..."

The struggled breathing coming from Dawn stops and so does my heart.