Author's note: I really got this good idea for a fanfic. We'll see if it works. The story will have 70 chapters and each chapter will be really short. Just so you know :D

Year 70

Phoenix could feel his conscious slipping. For almost a year he'd lied in bed at the nursing home, since he'd broken his leg and would be unable to walk again and Miles had been declared incompetent of taking care of them both. Phoenix didn't mind, really. Here he had nothing to worry about. After his passing Miles would be taken care of.

And now it was time to go. He looked up and saw Miles sitting next to his bed, reading. He wasn't aware of what was happening. It was a week since the doctors had told them that Phoenix had little time left. So Miles had stayed in the hospital the whole time. "You don't dare leave without me there to say goodbye," he said. Phoenix barely had the strength to smile, but he did it nevertheless.

"Miles," he whispered and Miles looked up. Phoenix could hear his own breathing getting uneven and noticed weakly that Miles took his wrinkled hand in his. Miles pressed the call button beside Phoenix bed and looked down at him with a pained expression in his eyes. After a minute or two a nurse walked in. Miles turned around.

"I think he's dying," his voice shook.

The nurse looked sadly at him and said "There's nothing more we can do for him."

He dried his eyes. "I know, but would you mind getting the others from the hallway for me? They really wanted to say goodbye to him." The nurse nodded and walked out.

"Phoenix," Miles said. "The others are coming to say goodbye to you." Phoenix didn't answer. He was fighting his body which wanted to shut down and Miles knew that he couldn't hold on much longer.

Maya, Pearl and Trucy walked in. Trucy walked over to the bed and grabbed Phoenix other hand. As if to say goodbye Phoenix opened his eyes and looked at all of them and smiled. After that they all sat in silence and listened to his breathing become weaker and weaker, until there was nothing left. Trucy let out a sob and Pearl went to comfort her. The two women embraced. Maya let her tears fall and her bottom lip quivered like it always had when she was sad.

Miles looked at Phoenix face. With the half smile it almost looked as if he was sleeping. Miles bent down and pressed his lips to the old, hollow cheek.

"Just wait for me Phoenix," he whispered. "I'm not that far behind you, and when I find you again, I swear I'll never let you go."