Diese Fan Fiction widme ich einer ganz besonderen Person , meiner aller besten Freundin und zugleich auch Schwester . Ich danke Dir für alles … Ich will Dich nie verlieren denn dann stirbt ein großer Teil von mir. Du bist die wichtigste Person in meinen Leben ! Thx Baby, you make me feel !

Le grá go deo tù Schnuffel xxoo Ti amo !

Two years ago , on his twenty-second birthday, Nicky was walking home from his office in the centre of Belfast when a terrorist threw a bomb from a passing car . Nicky was taken to hospital . He survived , but he lost his eyesight . For nearly four months he hardly spoke , hardly ate , drank or slept . He simply lay in bed . There was one nurse who felt especially sorry for him . Her name was Shannon – a fine irish name . Nicky couldn’t see Shannon , but he could hear her warm voice . Shannon’s heart went out to Nicky . After four months Nicky left hospital . He had to learn to live without eyesight . He had to wash and get dressed without help . He had to move around the house without hurting himself on the furniture . But his love for Shannon gave him hope to go on living . Nicky and Shannon were not able to spend much time together : an evening , perhaps an afternoon when she was free . But they soon realized that they loved each other . They both lived for those short meetings , but everything was against them – religion , politics , their own families . When they decided to get married , their parents were horrified . It was wrong , even in the eyes of God ! “You won’t marry her as long as I’m alive” , said Nicky’s father . “The Roman Catholic Church”, said Shannon’s priest , “is against mixed marriages”. So they kept apart . He sank back into his personal night . She concentrated on her work . Then one evening somebody knocked loudly at Nicky’s door . “Nicky ! Come quickly , Nicky !” He recognized Alexis , Shannon’s sister . “A bomb . She’s trapped and half dead . She’s screaming for you . In the name of God , please come!” Nicky took her hand and she led him through the streets . The bomb had destroyed a cheap little restaurant where Shannon was having a meal with three other nurses . She couldn’t get out , as her legs were trapped , and the fire was moving towards her . They could hear her screams , but nobody could get to her . Soldiers or fire-fighters with lights hadn’t arrived yet . Nicky moved into the chaos . “You can’t go in there . somebody shouted . “You can’t see a thing”. “What is darkness for a blind man?” said Nicky . He went through the dark ruins as only a blind person can until he found her . He held her in his arms until help arrived . What he didn’t see was that half her face had been burned by the fire . After few months she , too , left hospital , but her face would never again be as it was . “But”, she said “the only man I love will never see it”. This time they ignored their families’ hate and prejudice and got married .

~*The End*~

( based on An irish Love Story by George Target )