At those words his heart just broke. Ten or twelve years? That was it. To some that could seem like awhile but right now it was to short. He rested on the wall next to the window and watch as rain came down. Seem right for the mode at the moment. Drip drip drip but the he heard Melinda crying again. He himself had lost the battle to crying and tears now came down he let them come freely. Though it didn't last long he soon wiped them away and they stopped. This was no time to be weak. He felt a pain in his stomach and chest an empty sort of pain.

When Chris heard her mention a heart transplant. He didn't react at first then shook his head. "Probably isn't the best idea. It's to dangerous. Unless that's what you feel you want. You could always wait for a heart." He said finally looking back at Melinda. Which he probably wasn't the best idea it just made him more sad knowing time was ticking. Tick,tock,tick,tock....