Description:
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The title is borrowed from a movie, the characters are borrowed from Sandy Frank, and the original idea was borrowed from Springie. But the story is all mine.
The war with Spectra has ended, leaving Mark, Jason and Princess in comas.
Excerpt
If he could have, Jason would have gasped. On the bed to his right lay Mark. He looked pale and still... lifeless... his eyes were closed and there was no movement. Did he, Jason, look like that too?
Princess sat between his bed and Mark's, and took Jason's hand. He wished that he could feel her touch.
"I'm sorry, Jason& she said, tears streaming down her face, "I'm sorry I wasn't convincing enough. But I know you're there, and I know that you can hear me. I won't give up on you!
Warning: This fic contains mild language and sexual situations.
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