Hellos! This is my very, very first fanfic... so if it sucks, no flaming, ok? Reviews and criticisms welcome, I need a better title for this thing, so suggestions are welcome as well. Oh, and there might be along time betweeen updates... I've got all my hard classes this semester, plus two sports, plus a billion other little things. Sorry if I'm slow (I know I get impatient with other people sometimes!) but I'll try to write as often as I can.

Edit: You know what I said about flaming? Screw it. I don't care if you flame, just somebody plz let me know that they're actually reading this and not just accidentally clicking on it.

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Darkness.

Not as much the absence of light as the absence of everything else- no sound, no movement, no feelings at all.

She drifted in the darkness, vaguely trying to remember something, anything.

A name.

An event.

An emotion.

All she could recall was fighting… over something terribly, terribly important… what?

She couldn't remember… and finally she gave up, drifting further into the darkness.

Darkness to match the darkness inside.

Where had that thought come from?

Something brushed against her hand, intertwined itself in her fingers. She looked down to see a softly glowing hand holding her own. A glowing arm connected it to the rest of the body. She gazed uncertainly at the face; she knew it from somewhere, she knew the name connected to it… but what was it?

Evan…

That seemed to fit. "Evan…" she said. The darkness absorbed the sound before it even left her mouth. She tried again. "My light." That fit too.

He smiled gently and brought his free hand to her cheek. She clutched at it, suddenly panicking. "Don't leave me!" The darkness swallowed her panicked cry like the ocean swallows a tear.

Because even if she couldn't quite remember this person, he was better than being alone in the darkness again.

Anything was better than being alone again.

Never. I'm here as long as you want me.

He touched their clasped hands to her heart. She turned her face up to his, his features barely visible against the bright light of the door behind him (and when had that appeared?). "My light," she whispered again, and pressed her lips to his in a slow, sweet kiss.

Forever…

Then they turned and walked, hand in hand, through the door of light.