[ WP ] You die and go to heaven only to be told you have `` unfinished business '' and are sent back to the moment 10 minutes before your fatal heart attack to finish it . You have no idea what this `` business '' is .

`` Ten minutes, *ten minutes*? What am I supposed to do in ten minutes?!'' 
 
 I spin around frantically, trying to find someone in need. A homeless person to give all the money I'm carrying, a pedestrian about to walk into a car, anything! Come on, there has to be something, why am I here?! Why do I only have ten minutes?! 
 
 I take a look at my watch, only eight left. In eight minutes I'm going to be dead. Screw it, I do n't *need* to do anything, I'll spend my remaining minutes however I please. I reach into my pocket and pull out my pristine phone, what's it gon na be good for when I'm dead? I frantically scroll through my contacts until I find the right number and hit dial. 
 
 `` Come on, come on, come on, come on.'' Dammit, no answer. I sit down on the park bench I've been pacing towards, I might as well try to relax as I try to process all of this. Suddenly, my phone begins to vibrate, without even spending a second to glance at the caller I answer. 
 
 `` Hey, you called me?'' Hearing her voice is the most reassuring thing in the entire world right now. I take a second glance at my watch, six minutes. All I can see in my mind is an hourglass of my life coming to an end, the final grains falling onto a pile not quite as large as it should be. 
 
 `` I just wanted to tell you that I love you. I know we say it a lot, but every single time has been meaningful. *I love you, so much. * I've never met anyone like you, you're the most unique, special and wonderful person in my life. I do n't know what I'd be without you, and I appreciate you more than you could ever know.'' 
 
 `` Are you okay? This is a bit out of the blue.'' 
 
 `` I'm, I'm fine. I just want you to know that I'll always be here for you. Even when I'm away, I'll always be thinking of you.'' Again, I take another look at my watch, time feels like it's slowing down a bit, I'm starting to feel a little calmer, now that I have her on the phone. 
 
 `` I need to tell you something.'' She says in a somewhat uneasy voice. 
 
 `` What is it?'' I ask, trying not to rush her, but not wanting to waste any time. 
 
 `` I think it'd be best to tell you in person.'' 
 
 `` No! Please, tell me now... please.'' 
 
 `` I-I'm pregnant.'' 
 
 Who knew even when facing imminent death, time could still freeze? 
 
 `` I think I want to keep it, are you okay with that?'' 
 
 A baby. I'll never get to see my little boy or girl grow up. I'll never get to hold their hand, or lift them on my shoulders. And what about her, can I knowingly tell her to keep a child she may have to raise alone? I'll never get the chance to have a child again, someone who can live for me, who can be a part of me. To love it's mother as much as I have loved her. A final piece of me. 
 
 `` Hey, are you there? You're not running away from me after hearing the news are you?'' she implies cheekily, I'm going to miss her jokes. 
 
 `` Let's go for it.'' I stammer. I hear her squeal in excitement down the phone. My watch now glares at me, only two minutes to go. Two minutes to process one of the most significant parts of my life and also my death. 
 
 `` Listen, no matter what happens, I'll always, *always* be there for the both of you. That's a promise, okay?'' It pains me to say it, knowing I ca n't physically be there, but I can spiritually. 
 
 `` I know you will. You're going to be a great father. I love you.'' 
 
 I try to take deep breaths, holding myself back from a total break down. 
 
 `` I've got to go now, I'll see you later.'' 
 
 `` Have a nice day!'' 
 
 I wipe the tears away from my face and slide my phone but into my pocket, spending the remaining time I have daydreaming about what life could have been. Imagine our family, witnessing the milestones of our child. The struggles of parenthood, everything. I'm not ready, if anything I've never been so unprepared for death. But I'm not scared. After a few moments of calmness, my body becomes tight and a sharp pain surges throughout my body. 
 
 I reawaken in heaven, greeted by the same angel as before, this time opening the gate as I approach. 
 

