Sadly, this is the very last chapter/ending to JWTDO. After this, this story will be completely finished. I'm glad and sad at the same time, you know?

I want to dedicate this alternate ending to all my reviewers, especially the ones who have reviewed for every chapter for this story since I started it in March last year. Thanks!

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Just What the Doctor Ordered

Alternate Ending – When the Day Met the Night

Sam stared into the medicine cabinet mournfully, debating on what to do. Use the bottle of Tylenol to end it all or just keep living? But did she even have anything to live for anyways?

She couldn't think of anything.

With Danny gone, she didn't feel like anyone wanted her around. Sure, Sasha and Nikki and a few other people were nice to her, but it didn't compare to him. She hadn't felt a true connection to anyone since Alicia died…but that was until she met Danny.

She picked up the bottle from the middle shelf and couldn't believe that the doctors and nurses, her own parents had been so careless to leave this here, just sitting innocently in the medicine cabinet, waiting for her to open it and empty its contents. It would be so…easy to kill herself. Almost too easy. It was like she should try harder, like it shouldn't be this easy. It was almost wrong, even though it was what she knew she wanted to do.

Or did she want to do this? Why was she having second thoughts now? She should've done it before she could give herself time to think about it. By then it would've been far too late for regrets or doubts. Just because it felt wrong being this easy, it didn't mean she still couldn't do it.

Right?

It was safe to say, while Danny was sitting in the passenger seat of his sister's car, staring at the sunset from the window, that he was also having second thoughts.

He couldn't help but think that maybe he was making the wrong decision after all. He glanced at the green road sign as the car passed by it quickly, and he only had twenty-one miles left until they would be exiting off the highway to get to the airport…

"Am I making the wrong decision?" He asked Jazz hesitantly.

Jazz glanced at him, startled. "Well, I don't know, Danny. You know I'm behind-"

"You're behind me no matter what. Yes, I know. But what do you think I should do?"

She looked troubled for a moment and opened her mouth as if she was going to say something a few times, but she didn't. "I don't think you should go," she announced firmly.

Danny looked at her questionably, waiting for her to explain. "You know, I think it's great that you got an opportunity to work in Atlanta, I really do. But…Sam needs you, Danny. She really does. And sometimes…you just…," she paused in her speech and then looked at him for a moment. "You just don't leave behind the people who need you."

Danny knew that Jazz was right about one thing; that working in Atlanta was probably an opportunity he shouldn't just let go.

But he just couldn't let Sam go, either.

Sam had heard once, that if you really, really wanted something, you wouldn't wait or think about it. You would do it right then and there, as soon as possible. If you wanted something bad enough, there would be no second thoughts or doubts about it.

But she unbelievably indecisive about whether she wanted to kill herself or not. She would reach for the bottle, twist the cap, and stare inside the bottle before replacing the cap and putting the bottle back on the sink. Once she thought she had made a decision, she would hesitate. It was easy to kill herself, sure. But it was harder to make the decision about whether or not she even wanted to do it.

It had been maybe an hour or so since she had first went in the bathroom, but now she was sitting on the floor against the wall in the bathroom, just staring at the bottle. She felt shut away from the world; like she could sit in the bathroom of the Amity Park Hospital forever and no one would know or even notice.

They probably wouldn't even care, either.

With that striking, devastating thought, Sam reached for the bottle for the last time.

Danny was out of the car before Jazz had even stopped the car completely, practically giving her and everyone in the surrounding area a heart attack. He didn't blame them.

He refused to wait for the automatic doors and pushed open the manual ones, running through the waiting room and almost running over Sasha who was walking in the corridor.

"Danny! What are you doing here?"

Danny paused, for a moment, trying to catch his breath. "I'm staying." He shrugged.

Sasha smiled at him brightly. "Well, good. I'm glad. And I'm sure Sam will be, too."

Danny nodded and took off running towards Sam's room again.

Sasha shook her head at him, still smiling. She knew he would make the right decision.

Sam heard a commotion, and she paused. She had taken a total of three Tylenol, and she gets interrupted now? She sighed and put the rest of the Tylenol back in the bottle, still holding it in her hand. It felt like a weapon, almost, but then again it felt like a safety blanket. She didn't know which was worse.

Just when she was opening the door to the bathroom, she could hear loud footsteps and then the sound of the door of her room opening. Couldn't everyone just leave her alone for once?

Suddenly, the door handle was being pulled from her grip, as if some force was trying to open the door from the other side. Or maybe it was someone.

She was then being enveloped in a huge bear hug, with familiar warmth, and she could cry tears of joy if she wasn't so shocked. The force of the hug made her drop the bottle of pills and they landed with a clang on the floor, but she didn't care.

He was back.

"I'm sorry."

The words didn't need to be said, but she was glad to hear them anyway.

She was crying really hard now, and she knew she should feel embarrassed, but she was too happy to care and she knew it didn't really matter anyway. She felt a bubble of laughter inside of her and giggled lightly, wrapping her arms around his neck and returning the hug.

"I love you, too, Danny."

It's done. FINALLY.

If any of you are confused, don't be.

In the real ending, Sam didn't actually remember taking the pills because her other personality took over, but in this ending, she was still herself, so she knew what was going on.

Also, I picked out a perfect song for this chapter, so just go to my profile, click on the second link, and there will be the whole playlist with all the songs for this story. Enjoy, and please review!

When the Day Met the Night by Panic At the Disco

When the moon fell in love with the sun
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night

When the sun found the moon
She was drinking tea in a garden
Under the green umbrella trees
In the middle of summer

When the moon found the sun
He looked like he was barely hanging on
But her eyes saved his life
In the middle of summer (summer)

In the middle of summer
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer (summer)
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer, summer, summer, summer
All was golden when the day met the night

So he said, "Would it be all right
If we just sat and talked for a little while
If in exchange for your time
I give you this smile?"

So she said, "That's okay
As long as you can make a promise
Not to break my little heart
Or leave me all alone in the summer."

Well he was just hanging around
Then he fell in love
And he didn't know how
But he couldn't get out
Just hanging around
Then he fell in love

In the middle of summer
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer, summer, summer, summer
When the moon fell in love with the sun
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night

Summer, summer, summer, summer
In the middle of summer, summer, summer, summer
the middle of summer, summer, summer, summer
the middle of summer, summer, summer, summer
In the middle of..