Title: I'm going to be just fine
Author: lonelywerewolf14
Rating: PG
Genre: Hurt/Comfort/Angst
Status: Ongoing
Pairing: Implied Nick/Maya, Angie/Derek
Summary: Pain. Sorrow. Death. How can Phoenix laugh and smile, when he is dying? Life is painful in every sense of the word. Warning: Spoilers.

Link(for updates on story, I might forget to add them here.):http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4399625/1/Im_going_to_be_just_fine
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The Notice

“So, how were the tests?”

“Not good, sir…”

“Not good, doctor?”

“I’m…afraid, sir…that you have a tumor…”

“Tumor?”

“Yes. It seems a malignant tumor was detected in your heart during the tests…it didn’t come to my attention until earlier today…”

“Well…it can be taken out, right?”

“Yeah…pretty much, but…you see, sir, your tumor is unique in its form, it mutates in certain amounts of time…”

“A tumor that mutates?”

“Yes. For example, the tumor may grow double in size; right now the tumor is small, but it may take days, months, or even years to grow too much and your heart wouldn’t be able to take it. You could have a heart attack and die, immediately, no matter how much your body may hold, you will still perish…however, there is an operation that may save your life…but I’m afraid, sir…that I can’t provide you with it..”

“…and why not?”

“Well, this tumor is a new discovery in the medical field, only four special vaccines have been made in the world to get rid of it. They are worth many billions in cash…even Caduceus here, couldn’t afford to do the operation.”

“So, technically, you are saying that either way, I’m going to…”

“Mr. Wright, I’m not particularly fond of telling my patients that they may die any minute, now…I’ll see what I can do for you…I’ll make calls…but I can’t promise you anything…”

“I understand, Dr. Othello.”

“Now, don’t go falling off of bridges again, and you will be just fine.”

“Haha...I’ll try. Later, Dr. Othello and..thanks...”

"Don't mention it." CLICK!!

“…to think that I’m dying a slow painful death…Maya thought that it was all in my head…”
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The Collapsing Phoenix

Doctor Mark Othello never owed anything to anyone.

Mark Othello was unlike some people, those that would be obscured by obligation. Othello was the type of person who did not feel obligated, even if someone did something for him in return. He’ll check a man, save his life, then later, see you someday, somewhere. A doctor, in Othello’s opinion, was never meant to owe anything to anyone. But, then came the day when his little bubble burst, and his world was quietly collapsing, the single moment of his career where it would hit rock bottom. The doctor’s destiny was behind bars….

Phoenix Wright had suddenly presented himself before Dr. Othello; unnatural spiky hair, a blue overused suit, an a pink tie, that lacked confidence. An awkward appearance for a lawyer, indeed, but Mark Othello had no choice, most of the lawyers had preferred to settle with a deal, which would be a sign of his guilt. Wright was not like them. He had walked straight towards Othello, offered a kind smiled, and told him: “Only a guilty person can accept his guilt, but who is truly guilty? I believe in you, and I’ll do my best to get you out of this mess.” Kind words, that seemed hidden like wolf in sheep’s clothing, for Othello. The doctor’s life would be over if the wolf wasn’t found.

Phoenix Wright had kept his promise, Othello was found not guilty of the charges and he felt he could start over again. Then, came the day when he could finally repay this collapsing phoenix, for the small deed that had saved his life, and career.
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Phoenix rummaged through his closet, his mind no longer asleep nor excited, the previous day’s news had ruined his day. Right now, Phoenix’s mind was set in organizing the room, at least, he had planned to do so since last year. Now that the young lawyer knew he was dying, he had no reason to hold back on not cleaning.

He went to grab first a nearby box, labeled, “School”, he opened it, and examined the contents. Phoenix had to laugh to himself, he remembered now. Everything he had done from high school to college was inside this box; written projects that threatened sleep, tests that had caused him nightmares for days, books that snatched his money from his hands, not counting the times Larry ‘borrowed’, of course….more papers, some paintings. Ah! He remember, he did this in art class! More like trash, according to the teacher; no one could be a good artist. Then there was….

The picture lay at the very bottom of the box, hidden for five years. Phoenix looked back at the picture. The two smiling faces of the photo stood facing the man, mocking him with grins long past by. Two lovers bonded by fate, only for that same fate that brought them together to break them apart. Phoenix knew this picture well, it held many past memories. The first time he was in a trial, his first meeting with his future boss Mia, and with a devil of a woman, Dahlia Hawthorne. It told the story of how love crumbled into millions of pieces, forever forgotten by life. Ha…what did this picture mean to a dying man, anyway?

He grabbed the picture, and in it went inside the trash bag, followed by Phoenix’s old books and papers from school. The bag was filled in a matter of seconds. He’ll have to wait for Tuesday, it was when the trash was picked, anyway. The man, again, began his cycle, rummaging through his closet to find more useless things to throw. He stopped; the ringing of a long forgotten hero echoed in the room.

Phoenix went quick to pick up his cell phone, who rang to the Steel Samurai’s tune. He checked the caller's ID, uninterested. The lawyer let the samurai’s song fill his ears, before it stopped, only to start again, seconds later. it was the same caller. CLICK! “Yes?” answered Phoenix, passing a hand through his spiky untamed hair. He was going to regret answering the phone.

“Hey! Hey! MAN! You’re so slow, man! Can’t you hear the phone ringing!? Man, slow-poke! That’s what you are!”

“Larry,” Phoenix began, warning Larry with the simple mention of his name. “something the matter, if not I’m hanging up.” Larry got the message.

“SORRY, MAN! Kinda troubled right now, that’s why I’m a bit grumpy, that’s all.”

“Right. So, what’s up?” Phoenix asked, sounding as casual as he could, his mind showing otherwise.

“The most important decision of my life man! MY ANGEL’S BIRTHDAY!! I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO GET FOR HER!!” Phoenix had to keep his distance from the phone.

“Larry, calm down! Don’t scream!” Larry’s breathing was very loud on the speaker. “So, your ‘Angel’, who are we talking about?”

“Karen, man!” Karen. Phoenix knew her well, he and Larry had met her over a year ago when they went to volunteer to Caduceus during the GUILT outbreak. She was cute girl, nice body, long brown hair combining well with the pink nurse’s outfit she wore, even her brown eyes were dreamy. Larry had been smitten with her since the first day he set his eyes on her, in fact, coming to help was all Larry’s plan to hook on a girl, and to Phoenix’s surprise, it had worked perfectly. Karen, too, had fallen for Larry, but how she could put up with his friend’s antics was a mystery to Phoenix, and everyone that knew Larry Butz.

“Karen? Well, what can I help you with?”

“To pick a gift, Nick! I can’t decided! What if she doesn’t like it?”

“I’m very sure whatever you buy her, as long as its something she might like, would be fine.” Phoenix reassured him, trying to hide a laugh. Since when did Larry Butz worry about bringing the girl of his dreams a gift?

“…but what, man? I’m stuck! Do I buy her a teddy bear? A dinner? Do I propose? What man, what!?” Phoenix sighed. How difficult.

“Why don’t you try taking her to dinner? Someplace nice Larry, not in a bar I hope. That last girl you took, Mindy, almost knocked your teeth out with a bottle. After that, take her to see a movie, something she likes to see…not the Spongebob Squarepants Movie like last time, Larry…”

“But the pirates like it! And besides she enjoyed it!” Larry whined.

“Karen isn’t a pirate, you know. And she didn't seem to like it that time I asked her about it.” Larry chuckled on the other end.

“Fine. I’ll follow your advice, but if she ditches me I’ll tell her this is all your fault!”

“I’ll counter that by saying you asked me to. Bye, Larry.”

“See ya, Nick! Wish me luck!” CLICK! And he hang up.
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Sydney Kasal had a mountain of work to do. Papers to sign, people to shout out for slacking off, etc. He wasn’t too happy about the work, but being the director of Caduceus USA really asked for that much to be done. BRRINNNNGGG! BRINNNGG! Now, who could be calling at this hour? He checked the clock, two o’clock in the morning!? Yep, he had overextended himself, again. Ah, this mountain of paperwork has got to go today. Kasal picked up the phone. “Hello?”

“Sydney Kasal?” asked the other end.

“Yes, its him speaking.”

“I have something to ask of you, Dr. Kasal, it is very important.”

“I’m listening.”

“It’s about the Kardia virus…”

“KARDIA!?”

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Wow! ...I had nothing planned after that. Great job!

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Whaaaaaaaaaat!? Poor Feenie :(

You got me hooked already!

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