The Winx and Specialist were at the Hall of Remembrance, creating a statue in honor of Layla. Three weeks went by since her death and they haven't been the same. Three weeks since her sacrifice to save the planet from the blast of Duman. Three weeks since she stopped the wizards from destroying the planet and killing every fairy in existence. The winx were taking it hard, blaming themselves for not aiding Layla, but Nabu was holding himself together by invisible strings. All he could do was replay the moments before her death over and over in his head. Holding her limp lifeless body to his chest, his hot tears landing in her hair, and her broken voice saying that "these eyes shouldn't be filled with tears. I love you." As her voice replays like a song in his head, he watched as Flora lays flowers around the statue while Riven and Sky placed the fountain between the two plants in front. He slowly kneeled down to placed the photo of Layla against the statue legs as Musa placed the plack on the fountain.

"Layla was just an amazing person. She loved everything and everyone she met," she said as tears ran down her cheeks.

"She loved parties," Flora whispered, "she loved the music, dancing, th energy from the people there. It was like she thrived off their energy."

"She would have danced from sun up to sun down if you let her," Stella chuckled wetly.

"She loved a good challenge too. She loved to prove the naysayers wrong. She would even challenge guys at Red Fountain at an activity and she would win every time. Every guy liked her. She was like one of the guys in a way but she kept them in line with their girlfriends," Sky added while she wrapped Bloom in his arms.

"She helped me feel more like a person. She helped me and Timmy become even closer then before, even without technology," Tecna held his hand tightly while snuggling close to him.

"She became not only my best friend but my sister," Musa sobbed into his hand as Riven held her.

"She really loved you Nabu," Bloom sobbed softly, "She loved you more than anything in the universe."

Nabu's body shook lightly as he held in his sob. His voice shook as he began to speak.

"I-I love you so much, Layla. I don't want to live anymore without you. You weren't just the love of my life; you were and still are my entire world. I am never going to forget the love you gave me. I-I'm so sorry I failed to protect you," Nabu cried loudly into his hands as his trembling legs nearly caused him to collapse.

Riven rushed to his side and hugged him tightly. The girls sobbed loudly, causing an echo in the room, allowing their boyfriends to comfort them. Riven was able to get Nabu to sit on the ground as Musa sat next to him.

"She loved you more than the world itself. She sacrificed her life not just to save the magic dimension, not just the Earth, not just to stop the witches, but to save you," Musa explained while trying to dry her own tears, holding his hand tightly.

"I should have seen-I would've..I blame myself for all of this."

"She didn't die to have you acting like this. She didn't want this. Not even close. We'll be here for you, Nabu, I'll be here for you. All she wanted to know that you were taken care of."

He nodded shakily as he stood again. He helped Musa up and hugged her tightly. She was his last living connection to Laysa. His knowledge of Layla doesn't even compare to Musa's. Being close to Musa was as close to Layla he will ever get. They all left the room and went back to the girl's dorm. Nabu simply sat on Layla's bed, holding her pillow, crying silently. Memories of times they spent in that room; listening to music or the latest sports event, cuddling in silence, lounging around with a book with Nabu reading to her softly. He always enjoyed reading to her. She flashed her big brown eyes at him, causing his heart to melt like ice, asking im to read one of his large book from his magic studies. He never understood why she always wanted to hear one of his magic books but he agreed with a small smile. She would snuggle close to his chest looking at the words at the page, following along with his reading until she fell asleep.

His mind traveled to their beach dates. The times they went swimming or surfing or some other water sport activity. It wasn't seeing her in her blue bikini that made him smile, but hearing her laughter as she rides the waves on her board. Even if she fell off, causing him to worry, she would hit her head from the water with a smile on her face. Her joy was his own joy.

Diving deeper into his memory to find a time when they were on Earth and one of Andy's bandmate asked Layla to dance with him. He remembered her asking him if it was okay, instantly receiving a yes. His lips curled into a smile as he watched Layla walk to the dance floor, her soft giggles following behind her.

"You're okay with Layla dancing with another guy?" Riven asked.

"Of course. She is my fiance and I want her to be happy and in this moment make her happy. I would have asked her for a dance but my feet are aching right now."

"You're not worried about him getting handsy with her."

"Layla wouldn't allow something like that to happen. She isn't that type of woman."

"Whatever dude," Riven went back to serving his tables.

All Nabu did was watch Layla dance with a smile on his face. Tears welled in his eyes as the memory faded from his brain. He gripped the blue fish plushie he won for her at a Valentine themed fair and wept. As his sobs filled the room, the door knob clicking became drowned out. The door creeped open as Musa's head peaked inside to witness Nabu's hysteria. Wanting to leave him in peace she shut the door instantly. After an hour of tearful hysteria he fell asleep in exhaustion.

His dreams were filled with images of Layla but these dreams were not pleasant dreams but hellish nightmares. Replaying her death but each one bloodier than the last. The image that burned deeply into his mind was Layla standing in front of him, pale with her eyes watery and bloodshot. Her voice reminded him scratched vinyl.

"N-nabu. Help m-me."

"Layla? How do I help you? Please I-I'm sorry!"

As layla opened her mouth blood spilled out of the orifice as a tip of a blade pierced her chest. Blood dripped from the sword as it was ripped from her body.

Nabu rose from his curled position with a soft scream escaping his lips. Wiping the sweat away from his brow he saw that Musa was huddled near her pillows staring at her phone. She looked up from her phone to see Nabu in tears with a frantic look.

"You had a nightmare about Layla,didn't you?"

"You had them too? Haven't you?"

"Yeah. Wanna talk about it?"

"Not really. Too soon. Should I get going to my apartment. I don't want Gisezelda to storm inside and see me."

"If you want to leave then you can."

"I will most likely be back tomorrow. Goodnight Musa."

"Night Nabu. One more thing Nabu."

He stopped his path to the door and turned to face her.

"We will find the Wizards of the Black Circle. We will stop them from hurting anyone else ever again. We will do it to avenge Layla."

"And I will be at your side when you do."

With a shared nod, Nabu left the dorm and flew to his apartment.