Finn's POV:
I look at Bayley, she hasn't moved. I move cautiously towards her bed.
"I'm so sorry, Bayley." I whisper and hold her hand.
"I'm sorry that this happened to you. I'm sorry that I couldn't help you. Please wake up. Please. I need you Bayley."
I kiss her hand and sigh.
"It's my fault you're like this. If you don't wake up, I'll never forgive myself."
Tears stream down my face, "I'm sorry."
"Wake up, wake up." I whisper as if somehow it'll make her wake up.
It won't, though. This isn't a fantasy where love can wake her up. This is reality.
I close my eyes for a moment, before looking back at her.
"I love you."
Her chest goes up and down slightly as she breaths, but that's the only movement coming from her. I see the bracelets from her gear on the table, I take one and put it on.
"Now wherever I am, no matter the time, no matter the place, you'll be with me."