I breathed out. The device on my head was beeping and buzzing. "Well Lord Death, she'll be fine. Her insanity takes action when she's under extreme stress, feels incredibly angry, or major sorrow. When she snaps, just hit her with a soul wavelength and she'll come back to reality." Nygus gave my mentality results to Lord Death. Three weeks ago the witch Arachne shot Stein in the head and I was enveloped in madness. The DWMA had me in a mental institution until today when I took my final test. Lord Death said, "Well it seems you can go back to teaching. Are you ready for that Jade?" I nodded my head slowly and stood up. As I left the room, I could feel the looks of pity from the passing students. Suddenly, Julia and Adrienne tackled me and started to squeal. "What is it?" I asked halfheartedly. Adrienne held out her left hand proudly to show me a diamond ring. Julia knew exactly what I was thinking and said, "Um... if you're up to it... they're having a party tonight at Justin's house." They gave each other embarrassed looks and trudged away, whispering. A hot tear rolled down my cheek at the thought of Stein at the dance. I couldn't get the images of our times together out of my mind. The feeling of a hand on my shoulder made me jump. I turned to find Spirit, but for once the look in his eyes was kind and not perverted. Definitely a first. He retracted his arm and said, "Stein's funeral is next week. I'm really sorry Jade, I wish there was a way for him to be here."

I stared at the brown, lifeless grass. An ocean of tears gushed from my eyes. The black coffin with his trademark stitching was being lowered into the ground. Everybody was crying, even Lord Death. My eyes turned pale, I was about to giggle when the shock of Kid's wavelength brought me back. I whispered, "Thanks." He nodded and wiped his eyes. The horrid feelings of pain and depression rang in my soul and I wished that I had died instead. Marie's scream broke through the crowd. Several more and a few gasps followed. The coffin throbbed and a loud banging could be heard coming from inside. The sound of splintering wood played through the graveyard and I stepped forward to see what had happened. Stein sat up in his coffin, digging the bullet out of his head. His skin was an extremely pale blue and his briliant green eyes had turned into a dismal grey. Slowly and with ease he pulled a blood-covered bullet out of his head. After twisting his screw a few times, Stein stood up and walked to where I stood. I stared up at his face, overwhelmed by the sudden change. He wrapped his arms around my waist and smirked as he pulled me closer. His cold lips on mine felt like snow settling on desert sand. I grabbed his hand, and without words we walked away from the graveyard with smiles plastered on our faces.

I plopped down on the couch and scooched over to sit on Stein's lap. The tall undead scientist played with my hair and I rest my head on his chest. Finally I built up the courage to say something, "What happened to you?" was all I could manage. I was still in shock from the miracle I had just witnessed. "Magic." was his response. I didn't care what the cause was, I had my man back. That was all that mattered.