Dr Jeremy walked into his office after working for two hours in the emergency room, he was so tired and he removed his lab coat and hanged it on the hanger, he dropped his stethoscope on the table and sat down, no matter how tired he is, he was glad that the surgery was a success. He pictured how happy the wife will be when she will be told that her husband surgery was a success, he smiled at that, he really love his work, he had wanted to be an engineer but when he was ten, his grandmother had been so sick and was rushed to the hospital. She had died not because her sickness was incurable but because the doctor in charge had no idea on what he was doing, he had vowed from then on to be a good doctor and to be knowledgeable about any patients sickness because he do not want another kid to experience the loss he felt when his grandmother died and all thanks to the Almighty he is living up to that.

He sighed and closed his eyes to rest and just then there was a knock on the door and opened his eyes, "come in" he said and sat up from the chair, the door was pushed open and a nurse entered.

"Dr Campbell, the patient that assigned herself to you is here now, apparently she fainted again," she said and Jeremy stood up immediately, he grabbed his stethoscope and his lap coat.

"Let's go" he said and walked out the door followed by the nurse.

They approached a room.

"In here doctor" she said and pushed the door opened and entered while Jeremy followed suit, he walked in to see a beautiful lady lying on the bed, she looked so weak and pale and one could see that she is a beauty, he was shocked, why does she look like...

"Trixie?" He asked and the nurse looked at him.

"You know her doctor?" She asked and he nodded, of cause he knows her, how can he not? One doesn't forget their first love, he walked up to her and touched her forehead, it was warm.

"Who brought her in?" He asked the nurse.

"Her friend, doctor" she answered.

"Who was her formal doctor?" He asked.

"Doctor Bush" she answered and he nodded, he looked at the young lady lying on the bed and still could not believe it was here, how long, how long had he missed her? How long had he searched for her? And here she is in the hospital he works as his patient, no one can describe the joy he felt, he looked at her again, she looked so pale like she was in pain, he sighed, he do not care what her sickness is, whatever it is, he will do his best to make her feel better and perhaps, they can finally start on their love journey. He turned to the nurse.

"Let me see her report" he said and she handed it to him immediately, he opened the file and he saw:

Patient name: Trixie Woolwich.

Age: 26,

Sickness: Leukemia,

Durability: six months.

He froze, leukemia? Why in the world will her sickness be leukemia? He felt his heart missed a beat and his eyes stung, why? And she has only but six months to live? Just why, why didn't he found out earlier? How long will she have been suffering from it for it to be this critical that she has only but six months to live? No he can't take it, he is going to make sure that she survives, he is going to do everything within his power to make sure that she is among the 3% of people that survives leukemia, and that is a promise.