OMFG! That was...f--king fantastic! My heart was wrenching the entire time. You wrote it wonderfully.
For some reason the part where you were writing about how Brendon looked during the operation got to me. (I guess it's because my mother is a surgical tech.)
I dunno, I just could picture it very vividly. You captured everything with such resonance. I had NO idea that you'd end it like that.
Now, for me to interject my thoughts: Brendon isn't dead. He loves her too much to just give up. Love conquers all.
Bloody hell, thankyou! (British phrase I believe :P) I never believe anyone when they say that "that was really good" and stuff, and I still dont now to be honest! He's not dead, you say? hmm... yes, well, sometimes fate sticks its nose in :P Geets xx