This is my first ToshXOwen one-shot, because they are a brilliant couple...This is a sad one!

In every fairytale, a mysterious Prince Charming waltzes in and gets the princess. In every movie, the shy, nerdy, hometown girl gets the jock, her best friend. But this isn't a fairytale or a movie. Nothing good ever comes out of my life.

Here's the story: The main character is doing the coffee boy, all happy fluffy slash. The main's character's ex, the pretty, kick-ass girl, had a fling with the medical genius, who's oblivious to anyone's affections for them. The computer dork is totally head over heels in love with the medical genius and continuously flirts with him, but he's completely blind to it…

Here's the catch; the medical genius dies, then revived. Then some action scene happens and they both die, lamenting to each other on how nothing happened when there was so much potential.

I am the computer dork, Toshiko, and Owen is my medical genius. Sometimes, he scares the shit out of me with his cynicism and suicidal thoughts, every word like a drop of acid, nibbling at my fingers, scathing my living form. All I can do is cry and scream in secret because it mentally scars me every time he looks at me like he doesn't care, and he doesn't realise it. It hurts me like the anagram of that first kiss of that one person you belong with, not bliss but terror and a sadness so deep I can't cry.

Sometimes he makes me smile and laugh, like when I cry, he's there for me, to support me - Every little blow, whether physically or mentally, emotionally or spiritually, he'll find a Band-Aid and a lollipop to soothe me. In the rain, Owen will join me in dancing in it; he's mad enough to understand everything, but that's why I love him.

And then he 'died', and everything went out the fucking window. Stupid fucking window; small enough to stop him from loving me back, big enough as to let him die!

He became distant and angry, just so angry, so oblivious to our help, Jack's especially. Once, he said 'I can't sleep, eat or shag. And, quite frankly, those are a few of my favourite things!' And I love him still – I can do no shagging. I'd sacrifice it all to be with him.

Then, I get shot by Jack's wonderful little brother. Owen's fiddling with some nuclear power source, knowing he's about to die, the radioactive material, drowning his body…And there I am, drowning in my own blood. And when the light evaporates in front of my eyes, the darkness swallows me whole; I need to find someone, a figure to cling on to. I look for only one person – Owen. I can repeat it clearly – Owen, Owen, Owen, Owen…

And like a miracle, he's standing in front of me, fear struck too. We cling together, me and him, him and I, facing the darkness like a new kind of alien we couldn't ever escape from. Death was the final frontier, and we conquered it, in a way. He's whispers to me; I've got to be calm, tranquil, at peace with myself. We let go, leaving each other at holding hands.

Together, as a united front, we face the light that's miraculously appeared – It shimmers, dancing, singing. Slowly we walk - one step at a time, until it's so close I could fall over the edge. I breathe, death finally consuming us whole…

And we jump.