She couldn't manage to stop the sobs. She hurt everywhere, which was only made worse by her tears, but she couldn't stop. Her love was dead. She couldn't handle that. Not now. Not just when she'd finally truly met him.<br/><br/>Then she heard a noise that jolted through her. It was only a beep, but to her, it was the most beautiful noise she'd ever heard. It was his heart monitor, signaling a weak and fading heartbeat. He was alive!!<br/><br/>She herself was wounded, weary, and drugged, but she knew she could do this much. She spoke to the doctor, whom she knew as well as she knew herself, after having gazed into his soul during her time in the ER. She knew he would trust her. She met his eyes and spoke softly.<br/><br/>"I can help him. But I need to be alone... and I'll need your help."<br/><br/>The doctor hesitated only a moment. He knew that whatever was going on with these two, it was beyond modern medicine. He sent the nurses away and moved to her side. She gave instructions and he obeyed. He moved the beds together, then helped her to sit up, then move so that she was near enough to her husband's dying body. The doctor then moved around and heaved the unconscious man up higher on the backrest, moving him closer to his wife.<br/><br/>She nodded and braced herself. Looking up at the doctor, she spoke softly, warning him to be prepared. She knew this would be a shock to him. She then leaned over her beloved and gently, lovingly pressed her lips to his. At her touch, there was a burst of warm, bright light, that grew and spread like mist. She prolonged the kiss, and the mist became a cloud that formed around his body and began to absorb into him. She finally could push no farther and pulled back. The mist of warmth absorbed fully into her husband's body as she watched. It was all she could give him, but it wasn't much. This small amount of energy would, she guessed, be enough to stimulate a normal man into sudden excitement and passion. She'd filled him with enough life force that a normal man would feel invincible, overpowered. But she didn't know how much it would effect him. It may have the same effect on him as any other man, or it may only make him feel slightly less weary. She would have waited to see, but suddenly a wave of dizziness hit her.<br/><br/>The doctor rushed forward as her eyes rolled back, catching her before she could slump over and pull her stitches. Gently, he pulled her back onto her own bed, arranging her injured limbs comfortably. Only after he did this, did he look up to her husband, eyes anxious as he waited to see what would happen.