Hello, all, it's Separate Entity.

I was just listening to Valentine's Day by Linkin Park, and the idea for this fic just popped into my head. What do you think?

Mary-Lynette, alone on Valentine's Day

It had been six months since I had seen Ash. Just six months, but it felt like a lifetime. Happy Valentine's Day, Mare, I thought to myself.

Mark and Jade had gone to one of Briar Creek's only restaurants for dinner. Rowan and Kestrel had taken the day and gone for some far-range hunting. Me, I was at home, alone. I turned on my radio, and listened to the first song that came on.

My insides all turned to Ash So slow and blew away as I collapsed, so cold Oh, gosh. Not this song.

A black wind took them away from sight

And held the darkness over day, that night. I was swept back to that night, when I had sent Ash away. Why had I done it?

And the clouds above move closer, looking so dissatisfied

But the heartless wind kept blowing, blowing. Clouds covered the moon. So much for stargazing tonight.

I used to be my own protection, but now

Because my path has lost direction, somehow. I had never thought I wanted a boyfriend. What did I need one for? I was Mary-Lynette, calm, cool, self-assured. I could take care of myself.

A black wind took you from sight

And held the darkness over day, that night. I wish that I had called after him, told him to stay.

And the clouds above move closer, looking so dissatisfied. I opened the window and stuck my head out.

And the ground below grew colder

As they put you down inside

But the heartless wind kept blowing, blowing. A cold wind blew in, carrying the scent of outdoors. The same scent as that night, out on the hill, just me and Ash.

So now you're gone, and I was wrong

I never knew what it was like to be alone, on a Valentine's Day. I had been wrong. I never should have sent him away. If I hadn't been so stubborn, I could have been sitting with my soulmate, instead of being alone on the worst day to be alone of the year.

The last strands of the song came to my ears. I felt like I was choking. I turned to my bed and flopped down on it, sobbing into my pillow. "Ash, Ash, Ash," I cried. I missed him so much.

And then a hand reached out and cradled my face. I felt myself get pulled into a sitting position.

I gazed up into blue, no gold, no violet eyes. "Happy Valentine's Day, Mary-Lynette."