Number Fourteen - You Are My Sunshine

Woo, everybody celebrate! It's me, Dagger, back with another one-shot that's guaranteed to either have you making ugly crying sounds (inwardly or outwardly), trying to rip my heart out and crush it (go Once Upon A Time style or not at all, people), or grinning (like a lunatic, of course). I'm going to be hanging out here temporarily, and by here I mean I'll be camping out at One-Shot At It and writing a few one-shots as I gather my ideas for my stories (plus I'm waiting on reviews for Trouble and Spotlight, to tell me what pov to do/path to follow). Hopefully you guys won't mind! I have some fun ideas. :3

MusicalDivergentTribute : I'm glad chapter 11 was super cute! I was hoping it would be, as it was quite fun to write. Teague puppy is just adorable. I would definitely like to do one - or several - follow up parts sprinkled throughout here detailing the adventures of Doggy Teague and Mina, and probably the breaking of the curse as well. c: But who knows? We'll have to wait to see.

MusicalDivergentTribute again : I'll definitely consider at least doing another part to Chapter Thirteen that would give it a bit more of an explanation. It was a pretty crazy, confusing one-shot.

Life as a Siren : I'm glad you really liked it! As I just told MusicalDivergentTribute, I'll definitely consider at least giving it another part, if not more. c: I agree that it would be nice to see continue. I'd like to know what would happen next as much as you would. Unless, of course, Mina died at the end of that. :D I mean, did I ever say that she lived? The guys were saying they were losing her. So now, the question is, would you want to see it continued if you were to find out they messed up seriously and let her get killed? c: Hehehe.

ChocolateismyHOMIE : As I told MusicalDivergentTribute, I would definitely be up for doing a few follow up parts sprinkled throughout the other one-shots expounding upon what happened next, especially one where the curse is broken. Since so many people are wanting that, I'll definitely consider doing at least one! ^-^ To everyone who is asked for an expansion on that one-shot, I'll keep it in mind. If you haven't and would like it, please let me know. It'll definitely up the chances of there being multiple, as I'm almost positive I'll do one.

Now, let's see what I have up my sleeve this time, shall we?

Mina's Point of View

I jerk the dagger backwards, and the realization of what I've just managed to do begins to hit me, causing me to allow myself to relax ever so slightly. I watch Teague's eyes widen, and his Cheshire grin slip off his face as he's forced to watch the blood spill out of the wound I've made in his stomach. I force myself to calm my breathing, to try and not betray just how nervous I was about this attack.

Then, he laughs, the grin back. "Oh Mina, did you really believe that simply stabbing me would kill me? You're doomed to repeat history."

I have no idea what he means by that, so I write it off as him trying to get under my skin as I respond with, "Please, heal your wounds, Story," and gesture at his stomach.

He waves his hand over it, but nothing happens. His hand doesn't even glow. For once, he actually seems to look panicked. I have to say, it's extremely satisfying after everything he's done to me. "What did you do?" He waves his hand over his wound again, and when once again it doesn't work, he tries to get a better look at the dagger.

"This dagger was given to me by the Godmothers specifically for the task of killing you, Teague." At the mention of this, his eyes widen, and I trace my hand over the words on the hilt, which tug at my memory once again but cause me to draw to a blank. "Erjad. Isn't it such an honor, having a weapon designed specifically with the intent of killing you?" I ask it as I wave the dagger tauntingly at him.

He grabs at his stomach, searching for some way to heal the wound but not seeming to process that he should seek help, and glares at me. "You have the cure, don't you? Surely the Godmothers gave you it in case something were to happen, like you scratched yourself or something."

I stiffen a little, scowling at the idea that I'd do something foolish with it. "I might."

"Then use it." He hisses, grimacing in pain. "Use it or your oh so precious Jared dies."

I raise an eyebrow, honestly surprised by the threat. Does he honestly expect me to believe it? "He's your brother. Are you really threatening to kill him?" Not that I'm really surprised by that aspect of it. They don't really get along. "Besides, how would you even do so. He's on the human plane. My plane. Not the Fae one. Not yours."

"Oh, is he?" Teague chuckles, and that makes me nervous.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Nothing good, I would bet, but I don't want to admit that I'm putting any weight on his words at the moment. So, instead, I try to pretend that I'm not concerned by what he's saying at all.

"Nobody told you, did they?" He shakes his head, pretend to look sympathetic for me. I have no doubt in my mind that he isn't actually. "Not your precious Godmothers, and certainly not Jared. You see, Mina darling," I scowl at him. He's dying, yet he still manages to agitate me, "he is not my little brother, even though everyone claims that that is the case. Actually, I was split in half a long time ago, and he is my other half. Now that you've decided to kill me, you're killing him as well, and he is being brought by the magic used to do the deed to where I am. And that happens to be here."

"You're a liar!" I cry, pulling my fist back and punching him in the face, as if that'll help make his words be a lie. I swear my hand breaks from the fact that I did it wrong, because it really hurts. I can only hope it caused Teague even more pain as he dies. "You're nothing but a liar!"

"Am I?" He asks calmly.

Before I can continue the argument, someone else speaks. "I'm afraid he's not lying, Mina."

I turn around the moment the words reach my ears, because I know that voice, and that voice shouldn't be here. It can't. I wish I could look away, but now that I'm looking, I can't. I doubt I could have avoided looking after hearing the voice. An exact replica of Teague stands there. Well, not exact. Very close though. The only difference is the familiar gray eyes that the replica has, but besides that, they're the same. All the way down to the wound being the same.

"No, no, Jared, no." I race over to him, and Teague begins to laugh at my panic, although he stops pretty soon after the laughter shifts to a pained groan.

As I reach him, he takes my hurting hand, holding it against his cheek with his own hand. "It's okay." He whispers, looking me in the eyes and trying to smile, although it looks forced and pained, not even reaching his eyes.

"No, the Godmothers, they knew. They knew, didn't they?" I accuse, and when he simply nods and doesn't even try to defend it, I nearly cry as I say, "They're traitors. Why didn't they tell me? Why didn't you tell me? I wouldn't have done it if I knew what it would do to you!"

"Exactly." Jared says simply, looking even more pained. "That statement makes me even more sure that I made the right choice."

I can't even express how angry I am with him, but it refuses to come out because all I can recognize is the fact that he's dying because of me and he won't let me heal him. "You want to die?"

"No." He shakes his head.

"Then let me heal you!" My voice breaks as I move with my free hand to reach inside my bag.

"No." He says this one more firmly. "No, I don't want to die, but I want you to be free of your curse. In order for that to happen, Teague and I have to die."

"But I have the cure." I protest, trying to fight back the tears. "I can heal you, and you'll be okay."

He shakes his head once again. "Healing me means healing Teague. I can't let that happen."

At this point, the floodgates open as he loses his balance, and I use the hand he isn't holding - the one that was just reaching into my bag - to grab him and keep him up. "Please don't die. I need you."

This time he smiles, and while it still looks like he's in pain, it's not a forced one. "You don't know how long I've wanted to hear you say that."

I hold him a bit tighter, as if that'll keep him hear and keep him from dying. "Then stay, and you can hear it so many times. I love you. Stay with me." I'm begging him. I need him. There's no way I can handle things if he dies.

He shakes his head. "No, now that I've heard that come from your lips, I'm okay to die, Mina."

"That wasn't what those words were supposed to do. They were supposed to convince you to let me heal you." My voice has dropped to a whisper, and I don't even realize that I've been blocking Teague out this entire time.

Then, before I realize what's happening, Jared releases my hand, and then he's kissing me. We're both hugging each other as it happens, and my heart cracks even more. How am I supposed to deal with losing him, especially after this? How did I ever want Brody, when Jared was around? Why did I wait so long to do this? Now it's too late.

Jared pulls away, looking into my eyes once more and saying, "I love you."

"I love you too." I say back. "Stay."

He doesn't say anything in response to that. Instead, he begins to sing, and I think that might be even worse. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey. You never know, dear, how much I love you..."

"Please don't take my sunshine away." I finish, tears still streaming down my cheeks.

"Let me go." Jared whispers.

I shake my head, voice breaking along with my heart. "I can't."

He shakes his head back and smiles. "Yes, you can. You have to."

I blink, trying to stop my tears so I can see him clearly, but it's impossible. "What will I do without you?"

"The same thing you did before, minus the stuff impacted by being cursed." He still manages to smile, but I can tell that he's in more pain than before. "I never was a real person anyways, Mina. I'm just one of Teague's half. Let me go."

Sobbing, I do as instructed, and slowly he begins to disappear. I sob, curling up on the floor, and listen to Teague's laugh one last time before he dies along with Jared. For a while, I don't move. I can't make myself. Then, finally, I manage to make myself return to the human plane. I appear on the lawn outside of my house. It's the middle of the night - different than on the Fae plane, I think, although I'm not sure how long I laid there for - and I can't make myself move. So, instead, I fall asleep there, and dream that I'm in Jared's arms again, holding on tight and not letting go.

When I wake up, it's early morning, much earlier than when my mother and Charlie would be up. They must've already been asleep when I returned last night. Last night? At the thought, I realize my dream was just that. A dream. Jared is dead. The song he'd been singing echoes in my head, and I remember one of the verses.

"The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping. I dreamt I held you in my arms. When I awoke, dear, I was mistaken. So I hung my head, and I cried." I sing at a whispers, beginning to cry all over again. I cry - oh gosh, I weep - for the boy who didn't exist at all.

So apparently I can't write Jarina unless it's incredibly sad. I should probably work on that, shouldn't I? Oops. I made myself sad. Actually, I kinda wanted to cry while writing it. Hopefully you guys don't hate me for that. I'll try and write a happy Jarina fanfiction at some point later. What did you guys think of it? Was it good? Bad? Sad? Were you expecting a happy one-shot when you saw the title? Did you like how I included Erjad, and the song? Did you like the fact that I had Teague in it still, but that he wasn't a major character so I could focus on the Jarina? How did you feel about the end? I personally feel this is a horrible way to end the curse. :c I'm super glad Chanda Hahn didn't do this to all of us readers. Since she didn't, someone had to do. and that someone happened to end up being me. You're welcome.

Fun fact time! I was actually intending for a different, happier one-shot to be number fourteen. However, I started writing this one, and managed to finish it before finishing the other. So, in my documents, this one is actually labeled "One-Shot At It (15)" where as the one that will actually be fifteen is labeled "One-Shot At It (14)." Confusing, isn't it?

Anyways, please don't hate me for this. I promise I'll actually try and write nice Jarina later, or at least some form of Jarina where Jared isn't dead/dying. I also promise the next one-shot will not be as sad (I hope for my own heart as well as yours that that stays the case). And then the one after that (so number sixteen) should be on the funnier side. So keep your hopes up for that, and don't call out for my blood.

And so we go. (if you get that reference I will love you)

~ Dagger