It had been two days since Victor almost told Emily how he felt. Now Emily only had twelve days left. That morning she made a promise that today would be the day she told him her feelings, she was getting sick of being around Victor and not being able to tell him how she felt. Little did she know, Victor felt the same exact way.

The first thing Emily decided was to make Victor some breakfast, even if she wasn't the best cook, she still wanted to do something for him. After two miserable attempts to make breakfast, Emily finally managed to get it right.

Emily then put the plate on a tray along with a filled glass. She then climbed the stairs while carrying the try. When she got on Victor's room she opened it slowly, he was still asleep. She set the tray down on the bed side table, then gently shook Victor.

"AHHH" he yelled, which made Emily jump back, and then start to laugh. Victor then calmed down seeing that Emily was in the room.

"Oh, sorry" he said sheepishly seeing that he did startle her.

"I made you some breakfast!" she stated proudly, then handed Victor the tray. He smiled at her, and began to eat. Victor would never admit it to anyone but the food Emily had cooked has very, very bland.

"Do you have anything planned for the day?" Emily asked.

"Actually I was thinking we could go to the Café for dinner tonight." Victor had planned that at dinner he would tell Emily how she felt for him.

Emily just smiled, and then left the room. Tonight would be the perfect night to tell Victor how she felt.

Victor and Emily sat at a little table in the Café. Neither of them were saying anything, just eating.

Finally Victor built up enough courage. "Emily, I need to tell you something. I l-l-l-" Oh no. Why now did he have to stutter? Thankfully Emily understood what he was trying to say.

"Oh Victor, I love you too!" She said and hugged him from across the table.

Next came another problem for Victoria. Should she ask Victor to marry her and then drink poison, or let him wait and die later? She guessed the sooner she told him about this the better it would be.

"Victor there is only one problem. What will happen when I return to the land of the dead?" she asked nervously.

Once Emily asked that question Victor's face went from happy to confused in a second.

"Well couldn't we just get married in the church, and I could drink the poison?" Victor asked.

"Of course we can! Now we just need to somehow get Elder Gutknecht" Emily said happily.

"Well Emily, since your really alive at the moment wouldn't that be unnecessary? Couldn't we just get married in a normal church on right before you have to return to the land of the dead, and then I could drink the poison?" Victor asked.

For the next twelve days was the planning of Victor and Emily's wedding. Victor and Emily just wanted a small wedding, but of course Mr. and Mrs. Van Dort had gotten involved, well mostly Mrs. Van Dort. She was the one who was mostly planning the wedding and it was getting on both Victor and Emily's nerves.

Of course Victor didn't tell his parents he would be drinking poison, he didn't want them to try and stop him.

"Victor, couldn't you please tell you mother that she doesn't have to plan the wedding?" Emily asked, completely frustrated. Emily had wanted to wear her normal wedding dress to the wedding, but of course Mrs. Van Dort wanted her to get a new one.

"I'll try to talk to her about the dress ok?" Victor told Emily, which immediately made her happy.

After what seemed like hours and much stuttering Victor did get his mother to stop bothering Emily about the dress. Of course Mrs. Van Dort was not happy about it though.

"With this hand, I will lift your sorrows.
Your cup will never empty, for I will be your wine.
With this candle, I will light your way in darkness.
With this ring, I ask you to be mine." It was the rehearsal and everything actually went perfectly! Most of the people there were shocked Victor did not slip up once.

Actually everything was going perfect, but nothing perfect could last.

It was the day of the Wedding, and Emily and Victor's last day of being alive. Everything was going as planned. Emily was getting ready while Mrs. Van Dort was once again talking about Victor's fears.

"It was just a little bug…" she went on. Emily wasn't really listening. She would be lying if she said she wasn't nervous, but another part of her was screaming for joy. She was finally getting married, and to a man she loved.

Just then Emily had a weird feeling go through her, it just came out of nowhere but left quickly.

"Emily are you well?" Mrs. Van Dort asked.

"Oh it's nothing"

"with this hand, I will lift your sorrows" Victor started to say. He noticed Emily didn't look that well, but she seemed to be ignoring it.

"Your cup will never empty, for I will be your wine" It was now very noticeable to everyone if the church something was wrong. Emily grabbed her head, in pain. Victor quickly went closer to her.

"Emily are you well? We could stop if you want" Victor asked, panicking.

"No, no it's nothing!" Emily said trying to be convincing. Victor looked very skeptical, but did as she said.

"With this candle, I will light your darkness. With this ring-" Just then Emily put her hand to where her heart was, and looked at Victor right in the eyes, before she dropped dead. Everyone in the church started to panic. Victor couldn't help but feel hopeless. Was her days of being alive gone already?

Victor just stood still for a couple of minutes. Then he suddenly grabbed the wine glass, which was full of poison and drunk it all. The world suddenly was a blur, and the last thing he heard was "that young man is dying!"

Then Victor seemed to be in a pub. He knew where he was, the land of the dead. He was incredibly thirsty, and quickly went to the bar and got a drink. After he finished it he ran out of the pub onto the dead filled streets.

"Where is she?" he asked himself. Then he heard a bark. He knew that bark. "Scraps!" victor said walking up the bone dog. Surely scraps could lead him to Emily couldn't he?

"Scraps, can you take me to Emily?" Victor asked hopefully. He received a bark in reply, and the dog started to run ahead of him. Victor quickly followed. They stopped and a door way, and Victor cautiously walked in. There sitting in a coffin was the face of the woman he loved.

"Hello Victor" Emily said.

THE END

Well there it was, the end. Sorry it was rather rushed. I just wanted it to end that way. Halloween was fun yesterday, lots of people would be like "Oh my god, it's Willy Wonka!" hehe. Okay, now to reply to you lovely reviewers!

Benji's Riot Gurl: thanks for telling me, I would have never found out. I have been away from fanfic for awhile, I've just been reading stories I have for two weeks. Well I hope you liked this chapter. Thanks for the review!

tweetypie987 Yeah I think Emily is a lot funnier than Victoria, I wish I could have made her seem that lively in my story. A lot of people at school could tell I was Willy Wonka, I was even told I looked like him laughs one of my teachers who is older thought I was the mad hatter. I never realized it but Willy Wonka is like the mad hatter. Well sorry you won't be seeing more of my story. I actually didn't want to end it but I knew if I didn't it would turn into one bland story. Thanks for the review!