So basically, I noticed Digby never got old. So this fic came into my mind…yeah. I will continue "From the Beginning soon! Don't worry! I just took a break for this two part fic. Enjoy!

Part 1

Charlotte Charles gazed silently at Digby, playing absent-mindedly with her wedding band. The dog gazed up at her, head rested in his paws. The Golden Retriever was exactly how the Dead Girl remembered him 20 odd years ago when she was ten. And for the past 8 years she had been alive again, Digby never changed a bit. His auburn fur never grayed, his joints never stiffened in pain. He was just as lively and young as he was all those years ago.

"What's wrong, Hun," Olive said coming up behind Chuck and draping her arms around her neck, "You look pensive."

Chuck sighed and took the waitresses hand, playing with the matching wedding band on her finger before she kissed it. "Ned brought Digby back to life when we were ten," she said quietly, "and he hasn't aged a bit."

Olive rested her chin on Chuck's shoulder, "Isn't that a good thing?"

Chuck turned towards Olive and held her hands, "That means I won't age either." Realization came across Olive's face, "Oh," she said simply. But all her feelings were summed up by that one word. Chuck pulled her into her lap and kissed her shoulder. The blonde was still staring at Digby who was now chasing a fly around the apartment.

Both of the women knew what this meant. This meant Chuck would sit back and stay young and vital; while Olive would slowly age, time claiming her as another victim. Chuck would have to sit and watch helplessly as her love slowly faded to grey. "I can't just sit and watch you die while I stay young. I want to grow old with you." Chuck said into Olive's shoulder, "I want to ride around in matching wheelchairs and play bridge at the senior center with you."

"I don't know what else we can do," Olive said stroking her hair lovingly. Chuck thought out loud, "Maybe there's someway I can age. Maybe there's some kind of potion I can drink or incantation I can say."

Olive shook her head, "Hun-"

"No. I'm not giving up that easily. There has to be some way to fix this. I want to spend forever with you. And that doesn't work if my forever is literal and yours isn't."

Sighing, Olive kissed Chuck sweetly before pulling away and cupping her cheek. She ran her thumb along her cheekbone, "Okay, sweetie. You go and read all the books I know you're going to read and talk to all the people I know you're going to talk to. And we can talk about this later."

Chuck nodded, "Thank you."

The next morning, Chuck went up to Ned who was baking pies, per usual, in the Pie Hole. "Ned," she said standing across from him, "can I talk to you about something?"

The Pie Maker looked at her warily, "It depends what exactly you want to talk about." Ned had been a little bitter ever since Chuck left him for Olive, but he had gotten more accustomed to their relationship in the past five years since the women had gotten together.

"It's about my…condition."

"Oh."

"I noticed that Digby hasn't aged. At all. Is that the case with everything you bring back to life?"

"Well, my fruit pies that I make with fresh again fruit doesn't seem to go bad. But I never really thought about it before."

"Does that mean I'll never get old?"

Ned paused in his dough rolling, setting down the pin and looking up at Chuck, "Yes."

"Well, is there any way to change that? Is there any way to somehow lift that so I age?" she asked pleadingly.

"I don't know, Chuck."

"You haven't thought about this before?"

"Not really."

"Ned! I need your help. I need to find a way to fix this."

"There is no way."

"There has to be!"

"Chuck, it's magic enough that I can even bring the dead back to life. What kind of magic is there that would make you grow old too?"

"I don't know. But I know I can't stay young forever and watch Olive get old and grey. I can't watch while everyone I love grows old and dies."

Ned hung his head, "Chuck. I'm sorry."

Tears began to fall silently from her eyes, but she quickly wiped them away with the back of her hand. Without another word, she got up and went back to apartment 44 where her and Olive had lived together for the past 5 years. She threw herself face down on the bed, her face buried in the pillow.

"Chuck?" she heard Olive say from the next room. "Ominear," came the muffled sound of Chuck's words from the pillow. The blonde lay on her side next to her girlfriend.

"What's wrong?" she asked rubbing her back. Chuck rolled around so she was on her back, looking up at Olive. "I'm just…frustrated about this whole living forever thing," she said, sighing as Olive's fingers ran over her scalp. "Well," Olive said kissing the tip of her nose, "I have a solution to that."

Chuck's eyes flew open, "You did?"

"Yep."

"Well?"

Olive shrugged, "I kill myself."

Chuck sat up quickly, "What?!"

"Ssh," Olive said gently pushing her back down on the bed, "Let me explain."

"You better have a good explanation to that."

"Oh, I do."

"And?"

"Well, I kill myself. And then Ned can touch me back to life. Then I'll live forever to. Then we can stay young forever together."

"No."

"What? Why? It's perfect!"

"I don't want you to kill yourself."

"What if I want to kill myself. And it's not really killing myself as much as going to sleep so Ned can wake me up."

"Do you really want to live forever?"

"Sure. Why not? It sounds romantic."

"It's not, Olive. Everyone around you starts dying and you're alone."

"No, because I'll have you. And you're all I need."

"No. I won't let you."

"Just think about it. Okay? We'll discuss it later," Olive said leaning over Chuck completely and kissing her sweetly on the lips. Chuck sighed into the kiss, massaging Olive's scalp with one hand and the other resting on her hip. Tears fell from Chuck's eyes, "I love you too much to let you-"

"Ssh," Olive said putting a finger over her love's mouth, running it along her bottom lip, "We'll talk about it later. Right now. No talking." Chuck nodded and let Olive continue the kiss.