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    2:36:01 PM

    On this bed I lay
    Losing everything
    I can see my life passing me by
    Was it all too much
    Or just not enough
    Wake me up, I’m living a nightmare

    (2:35:41 PM)

    I walk around the corner as I see doctors surrounding Dana’s body. I begin to panic as I stare at my friend laying there on the slab. I feel my heart drop to the bottom of my stomach. Please, please, please don’t tell me this is happening. She can’t be dead. I just left for a few minutes, and I was coming right back. A doctor is coming my way. Please walk past me, please walk past me. He is slowing down. No, no, no, there must be a mistake. Please keep going. He doesn’t keep going and stops in front of me. My body begins to tremble as I rest my hand on the window as I stare at my friend through the glass. The time felt like it froze in time as I stand here in the hospital in front of the doctor. I know what he’s going to tell me, but I’m not ready to hear anything he has to say. He begins to speak to me, and everything becomes a blur. I begin to drown him out as I know he’s telling me that she’s…dead. I don’t want to believe it. I drop my bag onto the floor as the flower began to play You Are My Sunshine.

    (2:36:01 PM)

              I hear a cry faintly as I lay there. Did I die? Am I still here? I feel my eyes moving underneath my lids. I breathe out heavily as I hear the faint beeping of the machine next to me. My chest heaves up and down slowly as I slowly open my eyes. I begin to look around as the bright lights of the room stings my eyes. I wince in pain as I try to move. I hear a soft voice telling me to stay still. I begin to hear a lot of commotion around me. I hear someone tell me to lift my left, index finger, and I slowly lift that finger up with all the strength I had.

    I will not die (I will not die)
    I will survive

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    Comments

    1. I have to admit, I do not usually read a lot of Dana and Alice fics, not because I don’t love the characters, but because Bette and Tina are my favorite couple and I have a ton going on, so I can only read so much. I’m not sure what prompted me to come in here and read this, but I am blinking back tears as I write this comment. I have to say, I was very angry that IC had killed Dana off, it didn’t have to be that way. I suppose, in a way, she made the statement she wanted to make because even a year + after we are all still angry and talking about it. The way you conveyed Dana dying and then coming back, the sheer emotions, just brilliant! I thank you do this post, it touched my heart!

    2. yay u posted! well I really like this interpretation..I’m sure all TLW fans would’ve wanted this version to have happened on the show! So many “if only(s)..” thanks for this..you should write one for sharmen too..another interpretation of the weddin or non-weddin or post-weddin fiasco..

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