I know I haven't updated in a REALLY long time, and I'm sorry. I am warning you now that I have midterms in a week so next chapter wont be up un till there over. Sorry, but I have to study. If I don't, I'll fail and get my computer taken away and it will be even longer before I can update. Also, Hilda and Zelda may be a little bit out of character, but there is acknowledgment of it. I don't know if that makes it okay, but still. This chapter is from Zelda's POV, too. I don't know why, I just like writing from her POV. There will most likely be one more chapter after this, maybe two...maybe...

Disclaimer: I don't own Sabrina, the teenage witch. All I own is my computer and my imagination. What? I thought that was a lot...

Zelda's POV

"What?!?!" I was screaming at him by now. How could he think we would even consider that? "You want us to kill her?"

"Not kill, more like let her die," he sighed. "Look Ms. Spellman, I'm sorry but there is nothing more we can do, she isn't going to wake up and is probably in pain. I just thought you wouldn't want her to suffer. "

"No, I won't do it," It's not that I want her to suffer, because I don't, but she is not going to die no matter what the doctor said. I won't let her.

"I just want to make sure that you are aware of all of your options," he replied calmly. Why is he still talking? We are obviously not going to pull the plug. So why is he still here?

As if he read my thoughts, he got up and left wordlessly. I looked over at Hilda. My normally loud and vexatious sister hadn't said anything this whole time. What was wrong with her. Wasn't she mad at him for even suggesting that?

"Hilda, why didn't you say anything?" I was curious. It wasn't like her to leave herself out of a conversation. Particularly one so significant.

"I think we should think about it."

"What?" She couldn't be serious. There was no way she would even consider this, right?

"Think about Zelly. If she isn't going to get any better, why put her through all the pain?" She was right, and I knew that, but I still couldn't allow myself to think like that.

"Do you remember when she first cam to live with us? We promised Ted that we would take care of her and we would always do what's best for her. I'm just doing what I think is best

for her." I answered back. There was no way I was going to let her win this one.

"What's best for her or what's best for you? Isn't it a little selfish to put her through all that just because you can't admit that she isn't ok" What's wrong with this picture? I have always been the logical, smart one. Hilda has always been the sarcastic, ditzy one, and now she's making more sense than I am.Was she right about this too? Was I really only keeping her alive for me? No, of course not! She wouldn't want to die. I'm doing this for Sabrina just as much as I am for me.

"How you give up so easily?" I stood up and walked over to Sabrina's bed. Taking her hand in my own it was as if I was trying to comfort her, even though I knew she couldn't feel me. It made me feel better. Wow, maybe I am becoming as selfish ad Hilda says I am. Still, coming over here did work to my advantage. There was no way Hilda could keep fighting if she was looking at Sabrina.

"I didn't say I was going along with it. I'm just saying that we should think about it." She came over and sat on the other side of the bed. I was right, Looking at Sabrina softened her up

some. So that's where we stayed just watching our niece, thinking. She looked so innocent, and she really was. She trusted us to make the right decision for her. I'm just not so sure what this is yet.

"Zelly?" Hilda asked after a few minutes of silence. I tore my eyes away from Sabrina to look at her. She looked scared and a little helpless, funny, I felt the same way. "What are we going to do?" I had no idea. I felt kinda bad about that, Hilda always came to me. I always knew what to do, but now I wasn't so sure.

"I don't know," I said quietly, and Hilda looked down at the floor. "We can't just let her die."

She looked back up at me, her eyes filled with new determination. "What if we don't have to?" What was she talking about? We didn't have any other choices. She looked so happy and was practically jumping up and down in excitement, it made me think of how a man dying of tirst in the middle of the desert would look if he suddenly discovered a lake. I always knew Hilda was a little strange, but I think she just went insane.

"What?" That was all I was able to get out. I was so confused.

"We can just use a spell to make her better." She said it as if she was speaking to a kindergartener. Did she seriously think that I haven't thought of that yet, though? A spell was my first idea, but we can't do that.

"Hilda, you know as well as I do that healing spells are Illegal."

"Oh come on," she whined, " What is the worst Drell can do to us?" She should know Drell better than I do. After all, I'm not the one who dated him.

"He could turn us into a mouse for 100 years." I don't know about her, but thats not something I would enjoy. She just shrugged nonchalantly, as if 100 years were nothing to her. Well, I guess when you live to thousands of years old it isn't, but still.

"I think its worth it. It would save Sabrina. We wouldn't be able to take care of her of course, but she could live with Ted, right. Doesn't he still live in Paris? Besides," she continued after a short pause, "I think that the head of the witch's council has more important things to do than punish us for using one stupid spell." As much as I hate to admit it, Hilda is right.

"Okay, I'll do it."

Will the spell work? What will Drell do? Only I know hahahahaha...okay, I'm done now. Push the little review button please. You know you want to...