AN: Well, I'm back again, but briefly. I have sport comps everyday for the next month, so I can only update on the weekends and such, today was just a lucky break.

I know my chappies haven't been long or very interesting, but this isn't Betrayal From Within. I can't promise it can get better because it's telling the story of two people separated. I can promise weird twists, romantic twists, anything of that sort really, but I cannot promise it to get better.

Oh, now I said the Alice Cullen look would make a perfect older Daphne, and most of you have decided to agree with me. Actually, I don't think anyone has objected to my reasoning. Now for Puck's older character... A slightly younger looking Simon Baker (From The Mentalist, I swear to god he is waaaay better looking than Brad Pitt (Who I DON'T find attractive)) and a cross with someone else. Still trying to figure out who, but definitely a BIG part of Simon Baker.

There was this guy on TV who looked like the love child of Matthew McConaughey and Shia LaBeouf. No joke, he was just ugly...

My People, I give you, Forever.

PPOV

I waited. And waited. Then I waited some more. We had gone to a hospital after Alex had said it probably wouldn't do anything to her comatose form. Alex had been running tests for over two hours now, and I was just becoming more worried. Finally, she came out of the room.

"We were right." She told me. "Last stage of Ever development." She was smiling from ear to ear. I frowned, crossed my arms, and huffed at her. "When will she wake up?" I asked. With most of us Goodfellow's, you couldn't notice that we had any Greek origin. With Alex, her skin was very tanned, making it easy for me to see her blanch. Her face turned whiter than a corpse as she started stuttering.

"W-well, that r-really depends on... On..." She sighed. "The truth? Anywhere from a week to a year." I threw my hands up in the air, crossing them over my head. I threw them down again and rolled out my neck.

"I want to see her."

"That's not happening." Henry told me, coming up the hallway. "My daughter almost died trying to save you-"

"You're going to pin this on me?" I interrupted. "FYI, Sabrina was saving everyone in that building, and she didn't pass out from over-exertion." I told him, moving closer so I stood right above him. I smirked as he tried to make me, a six foot seven 'teenager', look smaller than a six foot two adult.

"Then do tell me, Robin," He started, hissing my name out as if it gave him a bad taste. "What Sabrina is doing at a hospital, in a comatose state, having test done upon herself by a one-of-a-kind freak of nature!" He yelled.

"Freak of Nature?!" Alex shrieked, stomping up to face Henry. I slinked away quietly, letting Alex vent at Henry, who in turn, was slowly backing away. She may be tiny, but when Alex wanted to be, she was a monster.

I opened the door to Sabrina's room and locked the door, knowing that when Alex had given me the news of Sabrina's status happily, it meant that she was glad she had no other work needed to be done. All that was needed was for Sabrina to complete her process to become a true Ever.

To complete the process that would allow her to live for eternity.

With me.

I curled up next to her on the bed, grabbing her limp, strong hand. Her temperature had gone down, but not enough to not give a small burn. So, though it hurt, I entwined her fingers with mine, my thumb moving slowly up and down her knuckles. Her breathing was steady, chest rising and lowering in a steady rhythm, breathing long and deep. I closed my eyes and put my head into the crevice of her neck, staring at her shoulder. My lips briefly touched her aforementioned shoulder, and I smiled.

"Wake up, Ugly." I laughed at the stupid old nickname. "We need you here. I need you here, awake, alive, at home." I whispered. Her body shifted, and at first I thought she was awake. Alex had put her long, blonde hair up so she wouldn't overheat more than she already had.

"I need you to wake up." I said again. "Wake up, and this will all be over. No more wondering when or if you'll ever be an Immortal. Wondering whether or not we'll be together forever, or just the next sixty to seventy years. Forever."

She stirred briefly, but stayed asleep.

"Sabrina, I want you to marry me." I whispered again. Definitely not the most romantic proposal. I stayed there for a few minutes, wondering if that would wake her up. When she didn't, I gave a small smile and put my head down on the pillow next to her, falling asleep playing with the small velvet box in my coat pocket, as tears seemingly fell off of Sabrina's face.

But I was positive it was my imagination.

SPOV

"Sabrina, I want you to marry me."

Yes! I wanted to scream. Scream yes a thousand times over. I wanted to move, to give him some sign that I could hear him, but my body's movement all seemed to be involuntary.

I knew it was futile, but I tried to say yes anyway. To tell him I loved him, to tell him I missed him, that he wasn't the only one who wanted to be promised forever. But it didn't happen. I cried internally, knowing that my body couldn't, nor would, allow my tear ducts to work.

My body laid there, asleep yet awake, tearing itself apart, and then rebuilding it. To make what my body was born to become.

A Completed Guardian Elemental. An Immortal protector of the world.

Forever to be with Puck.

And a Forever to be a protector of the people that couldn't protect themselves.

AN: I didn't want to end it short again, I really wanted it to be longer! But... Well, I thought this was better than my last few, and again I'm a busy young woman. The next chapter I think will be insane, and it's going to hopefully be done in most of Hunters Point Of View.