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Epilogue

The clock ticked loudly, echoing the waiting room. It seemed to swarm the room, swelling and overwhelming, synchronizing with the nervous heartbeats. The hospital walls were white, sterile. If you stared at it for long enough, it was almost as if you could sink into the pure abyss, twisting and turning until you were lost, with no concept of what was north and what was south. It was so suffocating and did nothing to keep Justin's mind off the reason why they were there in the first place.

He tapped his foot impatiently as he waited, the erratic beat seeming to keep him, for the most part, distracted for the moment. He clicked his knuckles; clenched and loosened the grip on his hand; he focused solely on his breathing. He glanced at the clock once more. Only a little time had past. He silently told himself to get a grip; that it had only been fifteen minutes, but he couldn't help it. He was so nervous. The meeting is taking too long, that could only mean bad news a voice seemed to say. He tried to shake it away but it stubbornly tightened his grip, becoming louder and louder until his feeble attempts to convince himself otherwise were practically none existent.

He was lost in thought, fighting the waging war within his head. He didn't notice Brian's presence until warm hands cocooned his own, stilling them. He jerked surprised, glancing up and seeing those beautiful hazel eyes. They stared down at him, the same as ever before, but held a worryingly lack of emotion. They sparkled, yes, but they gave nothing away to how the appointment went. Justin had a horrible feeling in the pit of his stomach that intensified with every passing second.

"…Well?" he encouraged after a long period of silence.

The bright smile that crossed that man's face was the best thing that Justin had seen in a long time, and it told him everything he needed to know.

FIN

A/N: And this is the end of When The Rain Starts To Fall. Thank you to all my reviewers, favouriters and alerters, I appreciate all the support you've given me to finish this story. A few people have asked about sequels to this story, but I'm not sure, so I would love to know if any of you want another story in the verse as well and whether or not you have any preferences/ideas. I'll look forward to the replies!