Alright, so picture this:

The Keepers just battled the Overtakers in on of the most gruesome battles anyone has ever witnessed in the Magic Kingdom. Everyone's gone, or so Jess thinks.

Jess

All around me is quiet. Finally. I look around as best I could. Destruction is everywhere. Blood and debris. Bodies and animatronics. It all surrounds me. As I turn my attention back in front of me, I notice something dripping down the left side of my head. I raise my hand to feel it and see what it was, but was restrained. I look down at my hands and find that they are bound together by a pair of shackles. Suddenly, a pair of hands is around my throat and I'm being strangled.

"Did you really think we'd be defeated that easily?" A voice came from the right side of me, in my right ear. "You're just as stupid as all the others." It's the Evil Queen.

"Why are you still here?" I mutter. "Shouldn't you just leave me to die?"

"I would, but I'd much rather enjoy watching you die by doing the honor myself." She gave an evil laugh and pushed me to the ground and putting one of her heeled shoes on my back, pressing into my spinel cord.

I groaned as I hit my head on the ground hard and saw stars. The throbbing pain in my lower back and arms wasn't helping. I smelt something...metallic-like. Blood. It has to be blood. I'm being lifted and slammed back onto the ground harder. I'm slapped and kicked and punched before being pulled back into a kneeling position. The Queen is now in front of me, arms raised and lips moving. She's preparing a spell.

"Say goodbye, Jessica Lockhart, for this will be the last time you will ever-" my ears were filled with screaming. The Queen is no longer in front of me, but ten feet to my right, blood all over the back of her robe.

A sharp, silver blade comes down upon the center chain binding my shackles together, breaking it. I don't look up at who my savior is because I can't. It hurts to move anything. I can tell the majority of my face is covered in blood. My heart is pounding in my ears and everything is blurry around me. Suddenly, it's hard to keep my eyes open and my head slumps down.

I hear screaming-a girl's-and I'm trying so hard to open my eyes and look up. It's just too hard. Impossible. There's a hand on my cheek; a comforting, shaking hand. A bolt of energy shot through me and I see something. A vision.

A girl with blond hair. Five foot seven. Blue eyes. Charlene Turner.

When it ends, I hear sobs coming from her. Terrible, horrible, heart breaking sobs. I'm still. My heart is breaking as her sobs still fill my ears. Slowly, I lift my hand up and cover Charlene's. She stops shaking and her sobs falter slightly. I grip her hand and pull it from my face. She's stopped crying all together now. I slowly look up at her and try to smile.

"Jess..." She's helping me up. "Jess, oh my god..." I try to stand on my own but can't. I'm just too weak. We walk-well, more like she walks and I limp-over to a nearby store. She helps me sit on the floor, leaning against the wall before turning to go close the door.

She sits across from me on a bench. "Hi." I say.

"Hi."

"Thank you." I say genuinely. "Thank you so much."

Charlene shakes her head. "Don't mention it. It was nothing." There's something in her voice. Sadness? Regret? What? I don't know.

"Charlie?"

"Yeah?"

"Why...why'd you come for me? Why'd you save me?"

She looked at me almost like I was crazy. "What do you mean?"

"I mean...why was it you who came back for me? Why wasn't it Amanda? Or...or Mark? Why you?"

She looked hurt. Like I'd slapped her across the face. She didn't say anything for a good five minutes. "What? You didn't want me to come help you?" She stood and looked down at me. "Because if that's the case, I'd be happy to go leave you out there by yourself again." She's mad.

No. No Charlie. Stop. I didn't mean that. It came out wrong.

"Char." I say struggling to stand. "That's not what I meant."

"Don't do this to me, Jessie." She says, her back to me. "I know that you meant what you said."

"Charlene, no. I didn't." She started to walk towards the door. "I swear." She placed her hand on the doorknob. "Charlene, talk to me!" Tears were in my eyes now. "Please!" She laughed softly and pulled on the knob, pushing the door open. "All I wanted to know was why! Why you came for me! You always seem like I'm not alive when you're near me!" I started in her direction. "There must have been some reason for your act of heroism towards me!" I reached her and pulled on her shoulder, pulling her back into the store. She slammed the door shut, but did not turn around. "Char...all I'm asking," I said softly releasing her shoulder, "is...why? Did you come for me for a specific reason? Was there some type of motivation? Did you-"

I was cut off.

By her lips being pressed to mine.

And I kissed her back.

"Yes." She whispered once she pulled back. "Because I love you." She smoothed my hair out of my face and noticed it was covered in blood when she pulled it back.

My blood.

"Do you...do you really? Love me?" I whispered.

"More than anything, Jessie..." She looked at my face for a while and frowned.

"What?"

"We should probably clean you up." She held me at arms length and looked me up and down. I couldn't keep the blush off my face. Hopefully my beaten face will hide it. "Everywhere."

I nodded as she led me to a bathroom.

...

Lying together on the couch in the apartment in complete silence and darkness, Charlene whispers in my ear, "I'm so sorry, babe. So sorry." She kisses the top of my head as I close my eyes, enjoying the moment.

"You're my hero, Charlie, you know." I say playing with her sweatshirt. "You really are." I turn so I'm on top of her, resting on my elbows. She snakes her arms around my waist and hugs me closer to her. I kiss the side of her head. "And I love you."

"Do you think the others will judge us when they find out?" She asks, I can't tell, out of curiosity.

"Honestly? I don't know." I put my head on her chest and she rubbed my back. "Did you think that, before you told me, I would have thought you were weird or creepy that you loved me?" I ask after a minute of silence.

"Of course I did."

"Then why'd you say it?"

"Because I had to claim you before anyone else did." She laughed.

I reached up and wrapped my arms around her torso, hugging her tightly. "I love you." I kissed her neck. "I love you." I kissed her jaw. "I love you." I kissed her on the lips. It lasted for a good five minutes before we both had to break for air.

After, we kissed again. And, for the rest of the night, we stayed in the same spot; same position. I'm not complaining though. How can you complain when you're with the most beautiful person ever.