Harry holds Jessica's hand between his. He sits by her side in the Cabot Cove hospital room patiently waiting for a sign, a movement, something... anything. It's been several weeks since the horrific incident at her house and the doctor's are uncertain as to when, or if, she'll come out of the coma. Harry remains optimistic – visiting everyday, remaining by her side whenever he can.
Today, Harry has brought roses and a special mix tape. He pulls out her old Walkman from his coat pocket and gently puts the earbuds in her ears.
"Happy Valentine's Day Jess," he whispers, and kisses her on the forehead as he depress the play button.
Someone dies in the adjoining room.