Author's note: This came to me while babysitting. Kind of a "what if?" moment. Please review, I just love them. I'd like to give credit to JE and the creators of Snow White. They own this, not me. Enjoy!


-Diesel's POV-

We were going after skips, you know, some of the more 'unmentionable' ones. None were particularly dangerous, except, apparently, for the last one. She got a bit ticked off, didn't want to be caught and all, so she put a spell on Steph. It sent her into a coma. Of course, all of the doctors were clueless, so I had to call in a few favors to bring in my own specialist. We should be hearing the results momentarily.

-Joe's POV-

Great. Steph's in the hospital. Again. Apparently, even though none of the doctors here know why she's in this coma, this chick Diesel brought in has all the answers. Speak of the devil, there she is now.

"She's under a spell known as "SWS", Snow-White Syndrome. She won't awaken until kissed by her one true love, her soul mate. She might wake up, she might not. It all depends on if she's found her soul mate. If she does come out of her coma, there will be no side effects, no brain damage. It'll be just as though she woke up from a very deep sleep." Well this won't take long; she won't be in her coma much longer.

I strut into her room and kiss her with all I got. I'm her boyfriend, after all. We're supposed to get hitched someday, already would be if not for that God forsaken job of hers. I'm clearly her soul mate.

Except nothing happened. It must have been a fluke; I mean who else would her soul mate be? I try again, harder. Nothing. Third time's a charm. Still Nothing. That doctor chick must be wrong. Ah well, I suppose I'll try again tomorrow; maybe it's just an off day.

-Diesel's POV-

Months pass. Ranger's still 'in the wind'. Joe's still in denial. The earth keeps spinning.

-Ranger's POV-

Finally, I'm back. The mission was grueling, but thankfully my last. I can finally offer my Babe her 'someday'. I come home ready to bear all, so you can imagine my surprise when I found out that my men let her get spelled by a skip. I ask them to keep her safe, and she ends up in a coma! Not just a normal one, one with a catch. She can only be awakened by true love's kiss. Thankfully, it appears that that title does not belong to Morelli, no matter how much he denies it. But does it belong to me? Only one way to find out.

I hold her face gently in my hands. Even in sleep, my Babe is beautiful. I close my eyes. I kiss her gently, yet passionately and lovingly. The first thing I see is the glorious sight of her baby blues staring right back at me.

"I always knew it was you."


---Short, I know. This is just how it turned out. I haven't the slightest idea on when there will be another story. It all depends on when the next idea pops into my head. I've seen stories where they mention using a prompt. Any idea where they find these? Maybe they'll help get the juices flowing. Anyways, thanks for reading and I would highly appreciate if you would take the time to review. I like to know your opinions on my writing, as they help me improve, which in turn, helps you. It's like the Circle of life, only with writing! –Bursts into song- Anyways….