A/N: Okay so I just had to write A Stella/Brandon story, they're my favorite couple. I already did a one-shot called "The Proposal", but I watched to do a deeper multi-chapter story. I will also still update my other story "The Valley of the Wicked." I just also wanted to start this one too. Tell me what you think, but be nice, I'm only human. (:

Chapter 1: Falling

Brandon's POV

Time slowed down as I watched the girl I love fall 20 feet from the ground completely out of it, unaware of the fact that she was falling. I tried to run to her, but I just wasn't fast enough. I shouldn't have let her go. I knew that. However, she was determined, and when she was determined, there was no stopped her. That was one of the things I loved about her. She had almost reached the ground, and I closed my eyes. I couldn't watch.

I heard the sickening sound of her body hit the ground and knew she must have been dead. It brought me to tears, and I wasn't ashamed to cry them. Only then had I realized all the screams around me.

"NO! STELLA" I heard a voice that I couldn't quite remember say.

"STELLA. STELLA!" another one said.

"Please. No. Stella, Wake up!" someone shouted.

Even though I knew she was gone, I ran over anyway. I held her in my arms, one hand around her neck, the other stroking her face. That's when I felt it, a slight pulse. I checked again just to make sure, and sure enough it was there.

"She still has a pulse!" I shouted to them all.

I heard a few sighs of reliefs, though I didn't understand why. If we didn't get her to the infirmary quick, she would be gone.

"We need to get her to the Alfea infirmary!" I yelled.

"Okay, I'll get the ship and a gurney. I'll be back as quick as possible." I heard Timmy yell.

I decided to take a moment to really look at her, and instantly regret it. Stella was unconscious. She seemed to have already formed multiple bruises. She had several scrapes and cuts on her. Her head was bleeding, due to the fact of hitting really hard right after falling. She looked really pale; she had already lost a lot of blood. He looked at her arm, and felt sick. It was twisted in a very unnatural way. Lastly, her back seemed arched of curved it a weird way. She might have even broken her spine.

I decided not to pick her up, thinking it could make her condition worse. I checked to see if she was breathing, and she was, but they were shallow and quick. This wasn't good. we needed to get her to the nurse's and quick.

"Okay, Brandon. Look, I need you to lift Stella onto this gurney so we can fly her there." said Timmy, trying to keep his voice calm. Stella and Timmy weren't especially close, but he was defiantly worried.

I lifted her up and couldn't help but notice how broken she felt in my arms. I placed her on the gurney as gently as possible, trying not to do any damage. I started to feel tears at the brim of my eye again, but i wiped them away.

The next 20 minutes were a blur, and I honestly couldn't remember all that had happened. We took her and put her on the ship, and then headed for Alfea. Even though she had graduated, the nurse there was the best in the realms. If anyone could save Stella, she could.

Once they had gotten there, they took her straight to the nurse's office, excluding Bloom. She had gone to Mrs. Faragonda's office, while still crying, to tell her what happened. When we got her to the office, the nurse gasped, and quickly ran over and told us to put her on bed. She then told us to leave, that she needed to work on Stella alone.

"Are you okay bro?" Riven asked.

I couldn't answer. I was shocked. I couldn't think of anything except 'why her?' or 'Why me Stella?'. This had started off as a simple training day for the girls. They were just supposed to do the obstacle coarse. Even though the boys were supposed to help, Stella insisted she go alone. 'She could handle it' she told him. But when a malfunction happened, and Stella was hit head on by an attack she wasn't ready to defend, she went unconscious. She changed out of her Enchantix mid fall, and hit the ground hard. The worst part of it though was knowing that I could have stopped it. I would have been there to catch her, and this would not be happening.

Finally, after a few hours, the nurse came out to talk.

"How is she?" asked Flora. She had stopped crying, but she started again after asking that question.

"Well, she had 3 broken ribs and a broken arm. She had several cuts and bruises, but that's not the problem." said the nurse.

"What is it?" I asked. I had to know there was some was to fix this.

"It's her head and back. Her back, if treated with care, should heal. However, her backbone was fractured, and it will take 2 to 3 months to heal." explained the nurse.

"So what is wrong with her head?" questioned Tecna.

"The force at which she hit it at was tremendous. She has fallen into a coma and she might not awaken." replied the nurse. Her face was downcast, and she looked on the verge of crying herself.