We journey into the mind of a woman who has secretly loved Timmy Turner since they were children. However, she has had to watch him from a distance. This is told from her perspective.

Disclaimer: I own nothing here. Characters used herein are the property of Hartman, Davis and Nickelodeon. I also do not own either song used here. This time, the song is "Every Breath You Take" by The Police

I'm anxious tonight. Tonight is the anniversary of the night I lost the love of my life to that tramp. I don't mean that big headed so called "genius" and that sleaze bag wife of his. No, I mean Timmy Turner. The boy who suddenly dropped into my once peaceful and happy existence and shook me to the point of obsession.

Every breath you take
Every move you make
Every bond you break
Every step you take
I'll be watching you

I've been watching him for about twenty years now. I took the liberty of placing hidden cameras all around his house and everywhere else I could think of. I've seen his every move from every conceivable angle and watched him (with great pleasure I might add) break several girls' hearts along the way.

I could never have imagined that he would grow from a goofy, kind of dumb little boy into a strong, sexy, headstrong man. That pink hat wearing, bucktoothed little boy seemed to morph overnight, like a caterpillar into a sexy butterfly. Of course it happened, was there any doubt about it?


Every single day
Every word you say
Every game you play
Every night you stay
I'll be watching you

Some have called me a stalker, and even my best friend has begged me to get psychological help. I ignore them all because I know in my heart that if I had just half a chance, that I could make him mine. No other man can measure up to the standard that my Timmy has set.

Oh can't you see
You belong to me
How my poor heart aches

With every step you take

Every time he would get a new girlfriend, my heart would sink down into the soles of my feet. It would kill me to watch and see him make these girls happier then they probably have been in their entire lives.

That being said, I would leap for joy and do a little dance whenever Timmy would dump these bimbos. I took especially great pleasure in watching him break up with that air-headed cheerleader Veronica. What the hell was he thinking in dating someone so inferior? She was so far beneath him in so many ways that it hurt me just to watch sometimes.

Every move you make
Every vow you break
Every smile you fake
Every claim you stake
I'll be watching you

However, from tonight's video, I think I've finally lost Timmy for good. I had to sit here and watch him propose to the newest little girl in his life…some brunette tramp that goes by the name of Tootie. What the hell kind of name is that?

If I remember correctly, she is the one that stalked him endlessly when they were children. That just goes to show you what a good heart Timmy has. To be able to forgive his one time stalker and try to make a life for himself with her.

I was nauseated beyond belief when she screamed her head off when she accepted. The ensuing make-out session didn't help matters either. All I can see is red right now; the anger is burning so hot that I can feel its sting all over my body.

Since you've gone I've been lost without a trace
I dream at night I can only see your face
I look around but it's you I can't replace

I feel so cold and I long for your embrace

I keep crying baby, baby please

I know I treated him badly…stringing him along like I did, but that was just a ruse. It was all just an act and a façade that I had to perpetrate to keep suspicion to a minimum. He haunts my dreams, like a ghost that is always just out of my reach.

How could he do this to me? How could he have simply turned a blind eye to me and my undying devotion to him? So what that I've been stuck here in Retroville since I broke up with that jerk Neutron. The only reason I was dating him was so I had access to that inter-dimensional portal of his so I could make trips to Dimmsdale. God I felt so dirty whenever he would touch or even kiss me. I'm a one man woman, and my man was Timmy!

Oh, can't you see
You belong to me
How my poor heart aches
With every breath you take

My gaze returns to the screen, and I have to avert my eyes. The problem with spying like this is that sometimes you see way more then you want to. It is very painful and aggravating to watch him make love to another woman, and it's especially hard to swallow that it wasn't me that he held in his arms when he lost his virginity.

Every move you make
Every vow you break
Every smile you fake
Every claim you stake
I'll be watching you

At least I was able to keep his beautiful blue eyes off that bitch Betty Quinlan. She would've corrupted poor Timmy to the point of no return! It was hard enough watching him dating those tow-headed girls in Dimmsdale; if Quinlan had gotten her talons into my man then I probably would've been locked up in some loony bin after murdering her!

I can't stand to watch this anymore, so I turn off the monitor and turn towards my bedroom. Once inside, my eyes land on the pink hat I stole from Timmy a long time ago. I gently pick it up and caress it like a long lost friend.

I may have lost him for good, but at least he's happy.

Happy…

Every move you make
Every step you take
I'll be watching you

I swear to God that if she hurts him, I will find a way to make my way back to Dimmsdale and kill her! I will do anything…and I do mean anything to protect my Timmy from heartbreak. No woman in either of our dimensions deserves him except me! However, I will not intervene in his life unless necessary.

My name is Cynthia Aurora Vortex, but is it so wrong to believe that I could be Cynthia Aurora Turner?

I'll be watching you…

A/N: Read and Review. Coming up next, we will find out exactly how Timmy feels about Cindy after nearly ten years apart. Does the Pink Hat Wonder still have the hots for the blonde? Read on to find out!