Disclaimer: I don't own Christy, Neil, David or any of the original Characters. I don't own the show, or even the book; all I own are my thoughts and imagination. (And the computer I composed it all on…)

So Magical:

Neil had just gotten home from an emergency call in Raven Gap when Rob Allen burst through the woods that roamed the Great Mountains. A Blizzard was setting in, the snow starting to barely blanket the soil.

"Doc! Doc! We's been needin' ya real bad down at the Spencer's place. Hit seems that Fairlight Spencer's been havin' 'nother one a them faintin' spells a hers."

The Doctor dropped his fishing lure and grabbed his saddlebags. " Aye, Lad, I'm on my way, you run for Miss Christy or Alice than, and do it quickly!"

Neil was afraid, Fairlight said that she had been experiencing light headaches and dizziness for quite a few months now, six or seven. He hoped that it wasn't what he thought it was; he might even hope to God it wasn't what he thought it was. He couldn't lose Fairlight, for his sake, and especially Christy's. He couldn't bear to see what it would do to her. Neil admired her strength, and everything else about her.

He ran to the stable, noticing the snow start to pick up speed, and weight on the ground.

"I'll be right there Rob, just let me get Charlie!"

Christy loved the snow. How it covered the earth in an enveloping hug, all at once. Or how it looked so soft, inviting and pure when put next to a holly branch or two.

She smiled as she walked silently through the forest path, towards Neil MacNeil's cabin.

The snow suddenly started to fall faster, and Christy started to hum Psalm 100, a song she learned in the youth Choir in Asheville.

Crunch!

Christy whirled around, smiling, and started to call out to the man she thought was Neil…

Instead of his reddish blonde curls, and stubborn blue eyes, Christy was face to face with a drunken woodsman, and his sidekick, a hunting rifle.

Before Christy could scream or react, she heard the deafening crack of gunfire, and the piercing, gut wrenching feeling near her right shoulder… and then all she could see was black.

Minutes after Christy hit the ground, she awakened. She took in her surroundings, and then tried to stand. Her legs were wobbly, and she felt dizzy and lightheaded, but she stayed standing. She started swaying, but as soon as she took a step, the swaying stopped. She ran all the rest of the way to Neil's cabin before passing out at the foot of the steps, in the cold, wet snow she once thought was soft, inviting and pure.

End Chapter One

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