Hi, guys! That's me again. So, thanks everybody, who has reviewed my first fic "Calebéo & Corneliette", now I know I'm a good writer. So here goes my next creation, I hope you like it too. I do not own anything, the story has been based mostly on the TV show and there can be little deviations from the actual plot of the books (I haven't read any of 'em), but who cares? So please, enjoy it and don't forget to leave a tone of reviews – I need a perfect reputation!

Love is forever

L'amour pour l'éternité

My love is in my eyes,

my tears, my smile… I will love you

all my life, and if God allows me,

when I die, I will love you

much stronger…

Chapter 1: A dream, that can't be spoiled

Two months have passed since the Guardians of the Veil defeated Phobos and gave freedom to the land of Meridian. A lot of changes have happened since that time. Elyon sat on the throne of Meridian, she was a kind and justice ruler and the people of Meridian, who had gone through a lot of sufferings, immediately loved their new queen.

The five girls, who were now guardians, learnt a lot during their struggle. They became more courageous and noble than when they were mere humans, they learnt to control their feelings and emotions as well as their magical powers and got a great experience of surviving in the most dangerous situations.

But there was one more change and it seemed to be the most important one for young rebel leader of Meridian Caleb and the Earth guardian Cornelia. When they first met, happened something that people call 'love from the first glance'. Well, maybe it was not real love at first; they have just taken to each other immediately. But as the battle with evil was developing, their relations were developing too. And now, when everything was over, two loving hearts were finally together. It was total happiness for both of them and none of them asked for more in this world. Their relations were even an idyll for a simple teenage love, it was much more.

When somebody saw Cornelia he could surely say that she was head over the hills in love. All the guys in her grade, who liked the Earth guardian and wanted to go out with her, had to put a cross on all their plans. Yeah, Corny got a boyfriend and nobody had a chance with her now.

The four other guardians were also really happy their two friends finally confessed each other. They didn't need to urge those two any more and make up marvelous plans to put them together. And now all five had a break in their guardian stuff, so the girls could really think about their private life. But when all six were together, Will, Irma, Hay Lin and Taranee still tried to find a suitable reason to escape and leave the two lovers alone "by chance". Yeah, such a beautiful love story was blooming just near them.

Love was in the air when Cornelia and Caleb were together. They started seeing each other more often and had a date every day. They both adored strolling down the street hand in hand totally happy, chatting about something maybe not important, but they saw love in each others eyes. That had such a happy look, that the passers-by in the street were even a little jealous. The old men and ladies, who were having a rest on the benches in a park smiled, when the couple passed them, and remembered their youth and their own first love. How crazy they were and how ready for everything in those times! What could be better than simple happiness? Everything was poetic and romantic, just like in the song:

C'est si bon de partir n'importe où,

Bras dessus, bras dessous

En chantant des chansons.

C'est si bon de se dire des mots doux,

Des petits riens du tout

Mais qui en disent long.

En voyant notre mine ravie

Les passants, dans la rue, nous envient.

C'set si bon de guetter dans ses yeux

Un espoir marveilleux qui me donne le frisson...

( I will put the translations in the end of the chap)

Say or not, their life was just a song now.

In the evenings the two of them often met and went to the big hill near Heatherfield. Up that hill was a small grove and our lovers liked to walk there together. At those moments, Caleb and Cornelia looked just like young Lysander and Hermia in the forest near Athens from Shakespeare's 'A midsummer night's dream', there was only a lack of magic elves and fairies.

And what could be better than sitting on the highest point of the hill and looking at the stars when all Heatherfield is below? From the hill millions of bright night lights of the town could be seen, but above there, in the skies, millions of stars were shining even brighter. The young rebel leader and Earth guardian couldn't even believe that they had got through all the difficulties and sufferings and were finally together. It all seemed just a dream which will never finish, and they thought there was nothing which could interrupt or spoil that dream…

It was Friday evening when Cornelia decided to visit Elyon, who was now living in Meridian. The blonde really missed her best friend, even though the guardians paid her a visit every weekend. The Earth guardian made up a good reason of her absence for her parents ("Mom, Dad, I'm staying at a sleepover at a friend. Don't wait me to come today") and went through the portal. Caleb accompanied her; he didn't want to separate with his girlfriend even for an evening, furthermore, he also wanted to visit Elyon. The two girls were happy to see each other again and had a great time together. Cornelia even decided to stay with Elyon and spend the night in Meridian. She wanted to suggest Caleb also stay in the castle, but he decided to sleep outdoors in the fresh air, so the lovers said goodbye to each other and kissed for the last time.

It was late evening when Cornelia was in her room preparing for bed. She was wearing a long pink silk medieval- styled dressing gown with long pieces of light cloth hanging from her sleeves, and looked like an angel in it. The guardian sat next to the mirror and made her hair into a spit, tying it with a silk pink ribbon.

The light wind got into the room through the open window and, slightly waving the curtains, brought the aroma of flowers. Cornelia came closer to the window and looked out of it. Beautiful Meridian sceneries and landscapes and the endless blooming garden appeared in front of her eyes. The heavens were bright and millions of stars on the sky recalled the Earth guardian pouring bright starlight on everything. The crescent moon seemed to smile. Everything was peaceful and tender as ever. Cornelia has never seen such a beautiful night.

Cornelia looked at all that night beauty, which stretched in front of her and thought of the one she loved, who was not far away, maybe also thinking about her. She reminded young Rosalind in the Forest of Arden ('As you like it' Shakespeare), knowing, that her Orlando was nearby and that nothing could hinder that magnificent dream. She has never felt so calm and safe. Light wind was carefully waving her blonde hair and the flaps of her dressing gown, and her eyes were shining with happiness. She breathed in the sweet aroma of flowers, which were blossoming out right under her window, and her soul was singing with happiness. Cornelia couldn't even believe that the battle was over, that all her fears and sufferings were left far behind her and that there was a mere human happiness ahead. Her dreams seemed to come true and she didn't wish any more, than just stay in this state.

«Isn't that happiness? » she whispered to herself. But it was already late and Cornelia needed to go to bed. So she looked at the picturesque view of the garden and stars on the sky for the last time and left the window. She lay down on her bed smiling and immediately fell in the world of calm and happy dreams…

It was midnight or even later when Cornelia sat on her bed. She didn't know what woke her up, but started to look around. Everything was quiet and dark, only a moonlight beam, which was coming out of the open window, was lying on the floor. Cornelia sighted, thought that all that was just nonsense and tried to fell asleep again. But just as she closed her eyes, she heard strange sounds. They were hardly audible and unclear, so the guardian couldn't understand what it was. The sounds were like going from nowhere.

Cornelia stood up and opened the door. The sounds became a bit louder, but still hard to sort out. The blonde started to go down the stairs, and as she went, the sounds became louder and clearer. Soon she realized that it was music, beautiful music. She didn't know why and where she was going, she was like hypnotized and couldn't think of anything else, but those bewitching sounds.

When she came down to the hall, she wanted to go to Elyon's room and ask if she also heard that music, but all her mind was completely occupied with those fascinating sounds and couldn't do anything she wanted. And she continued going to the sound of music.

Cornelia went out of the castle and the music became even louder. Now it was completely clear, and the sounds were charming. Completely enchanted with the music of the night, the guardian went further to the garden where the music was supposed to be coming from. But that music was not going from anywhere, it was in Cornelia's mind and she couldn't resist. The further she went, the more those invisible powers possessed her.

When she went far enough from the castle, something made her suddenly stop. She was in a beautiful corner of the garden, where flowers were blooming and the bushes were growing all around her, but she didn't see and hear anything except that charming music.

Suddenly, the space around Cornelia gradually started to fill with strange white smoke, which seemed to be coming from nowhere. The clouds of white fog slightly enmeshed Cornelia's legs and started to rise higher.

Cornelia breathed in the toxic smell of the smoke. The music in her head mixed up with strange sensations, her mind dimmed and the guardian fell on earth, fainting…

So, was it romantic enough? Are you intrigued? Sorry, I won't be able to update very often, so you'll have to suffer a little, sorry for torturing!

And now the translations, as I promised. It's 'C'est si bon', Yves Montand

It is so good to go not import where,
Arm above, arm below,
And sing the songs.
It is so good to say tender words to each other,
Small trifles, but which say so much.

Seeing our happy faces, the passers by, in the street, envy us.
It is so good to watch in her eyes
A marvelous hope, which gives me a shiver.