Ryan: "Hi."
Gillian: "Um - Ryan, I must look awful." She wipes the tears from
under her eyes. "Do you need anything? Do you need a pillow or
something?
Ryan: "No.....I need you."
Gillian: "I - I don't understand...you need me?"
Ryan: "Gillian, I love you and I want to be with you - that is," He
smiles "As long as you'll still have me."
Gillian: "Oh, I must be dreaming."
Ryan: "This is no dream, my beautiful, sweet princess. And I am going to prove it to you."
Ryan woke with a start. "Where am I?" He asked himself as he looked around the room and saw Gillian laying in a bed. Then it all came back to him, Gillian was in the hospital in a coma. He took her hand again. "I'm still here Princess, please wake up. I want to be able to look in to those big, beautiful brown eyes of yours that sparkle when you laugh. I was just dreaming about last Christmas, that was the best Christmas of my life you know. Why did I have to screw it up?" He asked himself as he started to cry and remember when Gillian caught him kissing Hayley.
Gillian: Ryan, you and Hayley may both think it was a mistake and you may even believe that, but I saw that kiss. And when I close my eyes, I -- I can still see it, and that kiss meant something.
Him:I'm sorry, Gillian. I'm sorry that I caused you pain.
Gillian: More than you'll ever know. You know what the funny thing -- the terrible, funny thing is, is that we're divorced. And, really, we can kiss whoever we want to.
Him: Yes, we can. But if I saw you kissing somebody the way that you saw me, it probably would tear me apart.
Gillian: I kissed Jake.
Him: Oh.
Gillian: That was after I saw you on the beach.
Him: Well, would you have kissed him otherwise?
Gillian: I kissed him before. But I stopped because it didn't feel right.
Him: Why didn't it feel right? Because of me?
Gillian: Yeah. Because of you.
Him: Well, I wish I could take back what you saw.
Gillian: Me, too.
Him: And I'm happy I got a chance to explain it. I mean, when I heard that you may have seen it, I --
Gillian: Oh, so you thought that I saw it?
Him: Well, I thought somebody might have seen it, and then I heard you were there that night.
Gillian: So that's -- that's why you came here -- to find out if I saw.
Him: Well, and to explain to you. I mean, I hated the thought of you seeing and it meant nothing, so I wanted to try and explain.
Gillian: But you didn't. You -- I -- I told you.
Him: Yeah, well, why hurt you? If you didn't know, why hurt anybody?
Gillian: Well, who else would care? Except Mateo.
Him: Right. Mateo doesn't know, and, if possible, I think it would be best if we could, you know, spare him the pain and the confusion.
Gillian: Yeah. Of course, Ryan. I mean, it would be terrible. It would be terrible if Mateo found out you were kissing his wife on the beach!
Him: Gillian, I --
Gillian: I thought you came here to -- to ask me if I knew and find out. But really the only reason you came here is to tell me to keep my mouth shut. So still no. It's Hayley you care about!
"Why am I such an idiot? I ended the best thing that ever happened to me." Ryan was now openly crying now because he finally realized he needed her so bad, there was no way that he could go on without Gillian.
