It was Monday afternoon, almost a week later, when Dr. Higgins entered my room and told me that my white blood cell count was finally high enough for the transplant. He told me that he was going to call Steve and have him come in. I would be receiving the transplant by the end of the week. I immediately got nervous realizing that I would either be getting better or worse. I quickly thought of all the things I wanted to do before this procedure. I hadn't even lived yet and here I was waiting to see what my fate was.

The biggest thing I had wanted to do before I died was fall in love. Sure I had been in relationships before but never in love. I knew that if this procedure failed then I would never get to and that saddened me. Dr. Higgins left the room and I was alone with my thoughts. I grabbed my phone that was sitting on the bedside table and decided to call my grandparents in Kansas. I needed to inform them of everything that was going on. I dialed the number and my grandmother picked up.

"Hello?" I heard on the other end. Instantly tears filled my eyes. I missed my grandparents so much. This would be a hard conversation to have.

"Hi grandma, its me." I said into the phone.

"Oh, Kelsy darling, how are you? How is New York?" She asked sounding relieved to hear from me.

"It has been crazy, grandma. I found dad, although he did not end up being a match."

"Honey, I am so sorry." she said and I new she was trying not to cry.

"No, it is alright. One of dad's friends ended up being a perfect match and we are doing the procedure by the end of the week." I intentionally left out the fact that Captain America was the match. "There is a chance that my body will reject the transplant and my health will deteriorate much faster, but the doctors and I decided that this will be the best option for me."

"What day is your procedure? I want to be there with you sweetheart."

"No grandma you cant fly with your back the way that it is, I could never ask you to do that. I just wanted to call you and let you know what was happening and if it isn't successful I want you to know that I love and and appreciate everything you have done for me. You raised me into the woman I am today and I am so thankful to have you in my life. I love you very much."

I could tell now that she had lost the battle with her tears as she was choking up. "Honey, you are the greatest thing that ever happened to your grandfather and I. I am so proud of you for being so strong. I pray that the Lord will help you fight this and that you will be healthy. Please call me before the transplant and be strong. I love you sweet child."

After she hung up I couldn't fight the tears that were spilling out of my eyes. I wish she could be here with me but I knew flying would not be good for her. I continued to cry until I heard the door open. I quickly attempted to wipe away the tears as I looked up to see Steve standing in the doorway.

"Kelsy, are you alright?" he asked quickly walking over to my bed pulling me into a hug. I started crying even harder while he just held me rubbing my back comfortingly. Once I calmed down I pulled away and looked at him slightly embarrassed. I am sure I looked like a mess.

"Whats going on?" he asked wiping away a stray tear.

"I just got off of the phone with my grandmother in Kansas, I told her about everything that was going on and saying it out loud for the first time made me realize that I may never see her or my grandpa again. There are so many things I'd like to do before I die and I don't know if I will get the chance to accomplish any of them."

"Then lets mark some of those things off your list before the transplant. Why don't you write everything you want to do down and we will see what we can get done." he said smiling at me.

Steve reached over to the table and grabbed a piece of paper and a pen and handed it to me. "You start writing while I go talk to Dr. Higgins." He got up and started walking out the door.

"Steve." I said before he could leave. He turned around and I said "thank you for everything."

With a smile he walked out the door and I got started on my list. At first I wrote down things like see the Statue of Liberty, and watch the sunset and rise one last time. I wrote down every thing I could possibly want to do and I was so absorbed in ideas that I didn't even realize half the things I was writing down.

When Steve walked back into the room he asked to see my list. I handed it to him and watched as he read it. As he made his way down the list I saw his cheeks turn pink, oh no, what had I written down?

Once he had finished reading the list he handed it back to me and said "I think we can get a few of these done."

Curious as to what made Steve blush I quickly scanned the list. My eyes landed on one line and my heart instantly stopped. I knew this was what caused him to blush. There about half way down my list were two words in my delicate handwriting:

Kiss Steve.