Slowly I start to hear things around me and find that Kaleb has wrapped me up in his jacket and brought me up on his lap. Slowly he is rocking me back and forth. I have never felt so incredibly weak in the time that I remember.
Bending his head towards mine I hear him whisper in my ear. "Maria, please don't leave me. Please come back to me. I will promise you anything, but please don't leave me. I need you in my life." Gathering me closer he holds me tighter. "Baby, I can't have you leave me." I hear desperation in his voice and I know that I have to open my eyes. Moving a little bit takes so much effort. "Maria?" I try to open my eyes and I succeed. Looking up into his wonderful green eyes I can see that he is, in fact, very worried. When I try to smile he sighs in relief. "I am so sorry! I should have taken it easy with you. I should have been more concerned with you!" I finally get enough strength to reach up a finger and place it over his lips.
"Kaleb," I can't believe how weak my voice sounds, "shush. I just need a moment more to get my strength back." I stop to catch my breath. "I never knew that it would be that earth shattering." I close my eyes again and lean into his still bare chest. Sighing with contentment I know now that if I drift off he will still be here for me.
When I next open my eyes I am still in his arms. "Maria, My Dear, are you sure that you are okay? I cannot say that I am sorry, but you should have told me that you were a virgin. I would have been more gentle with you." Reaching down he runs his hand down my cheek. "How many surgeries have you had?"
His question takes me off guard. "More than I can count. They tried to save my reproductive organs, but they were unable to. I am able to have sex, but I will never be able to have children. I know that some guys think that is a good thing, but when we talked together I think I led you to believe that I could still have children. At least this way I don't have to worry about being pregnant when I die."
For a while he doesn't speak. When he does though his words are very surprising. "I wish that you could have children. I would love to see you carrying my child. I would love to see you growing large and knowing that my child is growing inside of you. I do understand though, why you would think that I would like it better that you can't have kids. You're right. A lot of guys just want the fun and not the consequences. You should know by now that I am different. If you do die, before we can get treatment for you from a doctor that actually knows what he's doing, I will take care of you. I will find a place to bury you and I will do it myself. I will be the only one that will know where you are." Gathering me closer, I feel him sigh. "If you decide to allow me to bring you to a doctor that I have been corresponding with, then I will not leave your side during the treatment and anything else that is coming up."
Looking up into his face I know that he means what he is saying right now, but as with all the others, he will leave when things become too horrible. When I have to go through surgery after surgery, and none of them actually do any good, then he will leave too.
"Maria, I know that you think that this time will be just like the others. I know that you think that I will leave you, but you are wrong, My Dear. You see, I have found that I love you. If you do die, then I will die too."