Toby's POV:

Two days have passed since Spencer has died. No matter how bizzare it seems, it's like I just keep waiting for Spencer to come back, to tell me she loves me, to tell me she's not really dead.

But she isn't coming back.

As hard as it is to register that in my mind, it'll happen eventually. I hope.

These past two days, all I've done was think. About what I could have done differently, about how I could have saved her. Thinking led to crying, and crying led to sobbing. It just seems so impossible. One night she's safe in my arms, the next she's gone. Dead. Forever.

[FLASHBACK]

As I awoke from my peaceful slumber, I felt around for Spencer, whom I didn't find. Lazily, I opened an eye, followed by another, but still no Spencer. I heard a beep and realized that my phone rung. As I reached for my phone, which was on my nightstand, I unlocked it to see a text from an unknown number.

Spencer hurt my loved one. If you don't show up at the church soon, your beloved Spencer will end up just like Wren. Except she won't be as lucky.

I jump out of bed, too concerned to care about anything else. I grab my keys and head out the door to my car. I don't bother with my seatbelt, and don't mind when I must have ran approximately five red lights, because only one thought lingered in my mind.

Spencer was in danger.

As soon as I got to the church, I ran inside and the sight before me already brought me to tears. Spencer was on the floor, and she was about to lose conciousness.

My eyes were now puffy and red from crying as I picked Spencer up and carried her to my car, running. She needed to get to the hospital, and there was no time to waste. "Spencer, no! Stay with me. Spencer. No. Stay with me, don't leave me! Spencer! I love you!" I yelled. "I love you." This time it was barely more than a whisper. I was too emotionally unstable to even trust myself to speak.

"I love you too" Spencer said weakly and closed her eyes. I briefly felt hopeful as I remembered the Deja-vu situation on her wedding night, how the doctors still managed to save her, but it hit me like a rock when I realized that Spencer's condition looks utterly worse than that night.

I felt like kicking somebody, but that would be no use. I put Spencer in my car and drove to the hospital as fast as my car would go, which was pretty slow, to my frustration.

I ran into the hospital with Spencer in my arms as soon as we got there. "My girlfriend is dying. Please, do something!" I begged. I really hoped my words were not true, and she wasn't 'dying', but I figured that if I wanted to get her immediate attention, exaggerating would benefit my situation. However, I could only hope I was exaggerating.

A nearby nurse nodded and led me to a bed. I put Spencer on it just as a doctor came rushing in. They didnt bother with questions, just went straight to healing Spencer. I was asked to sit outside and it took a lot of self control to drag myself away from her. I waited rather impatiently in the hall, tapping my foot and biting my lip to distract myself. Doctors came from every direction, but none of them seemed to be coming from Spencer's room.

A million possibilities rushed through my mind, and no matter how much I tried to think posistive, my thoughts always wandered back to the possibility that I had arrived too late.

After what seemed like years, a doctor came out, and the frown on his face only added to my pessimistic thoughts.

"Mr. Cavanaugh? I'm- I'm so sorry. I'm afraid there's not much we can-" he begins.

"No, you listen to me!" I yell, shoving the doctor into a wall. "You will save her. I don't care what it takes."

The doctor nodded and said, "I guess we could try one more test." He said before walking off, leaving me alone with my thoughts again, except for this time, I know the chances that Spencer will be okay are highly unlikely. It's like my thoughts are eating me alive.

"Mr. Cavanaugh. Spencer is gone. There was nothing we could do. I'm sorry." The doctor says as he emerges from Spencer's room.

And right then and there, my world turned upside down.

Not in a good way.

[END OF FLASHBACK]

But for some weird reason, I feel like she's close to me. Like she's watching me from Heaven. That's when it hit me, why am I here, on Earth, when Spencer isn't? Why don't I join her in Heaven?

Life is pointless now and there's no more reason for me to live. I don't stop to think it through, because I know that my thoughts are accurate. There is absolutely nothing keeping me here.

I walk over to my over to my desk and take out the gun I keep locked in there, pointing it at my head. It'll be fast, and I'll see Spencer again soon. I'll finally see Spencer. But suddenly, the gun is yanked from my hands by an invisible force.

I grow confused, knowing I'm home alone.

After a few moments, I remember what Spencer told me the day she woke up in the hospital. Cupid's Curse. Spencer may be dead, but she's not gone.

"Spencer?" I call out. I have the slightest bit of hope in me and no matter how crazy it is, I believe that Spencer really is here. "Spence is that you?"

Spencer's POV:

When I came to visit Toby, my heart nearly stopped. And that is extremely weird considering I'm dead.

There was a gun pointed to his head, and the worst part was that Toby was holding it.

I realized that he wanted to give up, I realized he wanted to ended life and I wasn't able to blink away the tears, no matter how hard I tried.

I started thinking quickly.

Cupid Carriers cannot touch human objects. Our hands will go right through them, kind of like a ghost. But I didn't have much time. And there was nothing else I could do so I just decided it was worth a try. I grabbed the gun, and to my surprise, I was holding it in my hand. I threw it across the room, not caring how weird this probably looked to Toby.

Toby sat there staring into empty space for a moment. Then realization must have hit him. "Spencer?" He called out, the hope evident in his voice. "Spence is that you?"

I thought to myself, If I could grab the knife from Toby, whats stopping me from, say, writing him a letter?

Toby's POV:

I waited. Just hoped. Suddenly I saw a paper and pencil floating in the air. The paper was set down on my desk and the pencil seemed to be writing. The hope I felt earlier was only growing and I had to constantly remind myself to stay calm. The pencil was put down and the paper was brought to me and I picked it up. On the page, there were three letters. But three letters were enough. They said:

Yes

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Author's Note:

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