2 12 months to find a cure

   The clock starts now, 12 months, 52 weeks, 365 days, 8760 hours to spend with Lilly. How do you say goodbye to your soulmate, your other half? On the ride home I decided I wasn't. If she can't fight I would fight for her, I would find a cure to kill this thing that is eating her alive. I would be the protector that she wants and the hero she needs. I will put all those hours of studying to be a medical researcher to use. The many times I thought my brain was going to fry from all those medical journals I had to read, somewhere their has to be a cure and I'm willing to put my life and sanity on the line to find it. I turned to look at Lilly making a pack that on my life I will find a cure to save this woman who I love so deeply. This must sound crazy but, wouldn't you. Wouldn't you pay any cost to save the one you love?

Later that night after making sure Lilly is settled and resting, I found myself in front of my computer. Page after age of reading of the known treatments for Lilly's cancer. Each one with the same results, extending life by only a few months or years but no cure. Their has to be a cure somewhere, I E-mailed different doctors and scientist but till the same answer. "I'm truly sorry but,....". I hate the "But", but I can't help, but you should prepare your family" and then their are "I'm so sorry". Every friend, family member, old c-worker, church member and people who know Lilly always say the same thing, "I'm so sorry to hear, I'm here for you, If you need to talk." I'm so sick of it all. People acting as if she she passed. They get to so home to their healthy families and i get to watch mine slowly fade. How is that far?

Days turn to weeks, weeks turn to months and Lilly's health slowly declined even further. Most of her days she was screaming in pain or sleeping the day away because of the medication. Jon sat by as he watches his wife slip away and still know closer to helping her. Each night as Lilly slept Jon sat beside her bed and cried. Feeling that he is letting her down, somehow giving up on her. Tears of a broken heart, tears of helplessness and tears of losing his love. Tears that only a man can cry in secret. Tears of losing hope.

Then one day as I was at the library looking for anything to help my loving wife I come across a book that was misplaced in the wrong section, a plan black covered book with gold writing. The title of the book is Mythical Creatures and Healing Properties. I know these kinds of books, no merit behind anything and all fantasy writing. Placing the book on the table and started to walk away, but something drew me back to it, something inside me was telling me I had to read it, so I picked it back up and checked it out. Was I crazy or just hoping, either way what is the harm? The young lady behind the desk smiled at me as I checked out. Something in me felt confused as she told me, "I hope you found everything you are looking for". The lady was no younger then twenty at the most, black hair and a nose ring. Her smile was not a have a nice day type but it was a chilling one. I thought nothing of it, kids these days are all so strange.

That night I sat beside Lilly's bed watching Lilly sleep when she slowly opens her eyes and smiles at me. With her soft voice she asks, "Come to bed". I put my papers down, then go sit on the side of the bed and begin to whip away the sweat from her face. Then lean down to kiss her forehead, "I will my sweet. Why don't you go back to sleep."

"I can't. I know you are worried about me Jon"

"I'm always worried about you. I worry because I love you", I reply trying to hold back tears.

Lilly paces her hand on mine, "Jon, I'm not afraid". She looks deeply into my eyes.

"What are you talking about?", I question.

"Jon, I'm not afraid of dyeing. I have made my peace. So, please Jon just be with me and not in your studies trying to find so cure."

"Lilly, I don't want you to go. I don't want you to leave me."

"My love, if I had a choice I wouldn't go but it's out of my control. My body is giving up but my spirt is strong", Lilly replies.

I look away, "Lilly, I wanted a lifetime with you and what I'm getting is maybe 3 years."

Lilly reaches up to place her hand on my face. I turn back to look at her, her eyes so soft in the light and her beauty shines even brighter. Why would God give me a angel to only take her from me. What have I done to deserve this punishment?

"Jon, A lifetime is not counted in years. It's counted in seconds. With every breath, kiss and hug counts as a lifetime. So Jon, we have had many lifetimes and when I go I will watch over you and wait for you till the day we are together again", Lilly spoke so soft and with her angel like voice.

"Lilly, I know my sweet but I hate that you had to suffer in this was", I replied.

I took her hand placed it back on the bed beside her. I can see in her eyes that she's worried for me and she can see the pain all over my face as she slowly slips from me. Lilly took one last look at me before slipping back to sleep. I return to my chair beside the bed, place my face in my hands, close my eyes and pray to God. "God, you know I'm not a believer but I need your help. You gave me such a wonderful partner and I'm asking for you not to take her from me. Please God, I'm asking for your help." I open my eyes and the first thing I see is the book I got from the library, I picked it up and think to myself God has given me a sign. I sit back and open up the book and on the second page it states: For the nonbelievers who have found this book, this book will open your eyes to a world that was thought to be fantasy. I laugh to myself as I continue to flip through the pages until I come across a chapter titled The Blood has Power.

The first paragraph in the chapter states: In many cultures blood is a powerful thing, it has healing and spiritual property. Others believe it to be taboo but, in this chapter we will open your eyes to how blood can heal the sick and prolong life. Yes, we are taking about Vampire blood. Vampire blood has many properties but it is know for is turning humans into a vampire by consuming vampire blood. Some have found that vampire blood consumed in small amounts such as less than 3 mgs have the effect to cure all known disease. The blood attaches to the abnormal cells and feed off it until it is know more in the same way that antibodies do in humans. So in many ways it's a fast acting antibody. The person will regain total heath with some benefits such as smooth skin, bright eyes, and other physical attributes. It is unknow if the vampire will increase or decrease labido. The best blood is of a pure blood vampire, not made from another. Their blood is not tainted or diluted. Their are five known vampire pure blood families in the world and thousands of "Made Vampires".

As I read on the science starts to make sense to me and I actually start believing. My wheels begin to turn with each word I read. I look up from the book, look at Lilly and hope starts to take root in me. Do I put my energy, hope and willpower into this myth? My next question is where would I even find a Vampire? And how would I get some of their blood?

I sat back, continued watching Lilly sleep and started to actually daydream that just maybe. Just maybe with some hope that I can put my plan in play and help my wife.

My plan:

Find a vampire.Get some of their blood.Give Lilly the bloodLive a happy life.

What could really go wrong? Or have I finally lost my mind on thinking vampires do exist. Has the stress finally got to me or lack of sleep, but this all sounds like madman's rant? Like, really vampires don't exist. If that's the case, then Bob our neighbor is Big Foot. The man is creepy and very hairy for a man and extremely tall.