Note: No TC in this one-shot, Just Yogs. I also use Rythian's real name, as confirmed by the man himself.

Ok. I have no idea what was going through my mind when I wrote this...

ALSO! It's mildly depressing! If you are triggered very easily, don't read! (not speaking from experience...)

Reviews:

SupernaturalMinecrafter: Indeed that was Sky, as in Adam. I honestly doubt that I'll continue the one-shot...since writing that last three to four paragraphs were a bit of a drag...

theWickedNight: Thanks! (Cookie! (::) )

NOW! On with the one-shot! *vanishes in ender particles*

Joakim Helstrand pushed away from his desk in Yogtowers. It would be three years today that Alicia, his girlfriend of eight years, was caught in a burning building, that was set by a well know arsonist, and killed. Alicia was the one. After he had released a video explaining what happened, some of his viewers started spamming his videos, saying that he and Zoey, who had recently moved to Bristol with her girlfriend, should get together.

Joakim had put his foot down. "No." He told his viewers, during the most recent weekly livestream, "Zoey is perfectly happy with her girlfriend. Don't try to interfere with our personal lives." His statement didn't work. His viewers still spammed.

"Why did you have to die?" Joakim murmured. He dropped his head into his hands. Tears began to drip down his face. "Why?"

The police and paramedics hadn't found his girlfriend's body, but they did find a charred corpse that very closely resembled Alicia's build. She was pronounced dead immediately, since the body was so burnt that DNA testing wouldn't result in any conclusive results. Joakim still wept. A buzzing sound interrupted him. "Joey, there is someone here to speak to you." Anya's sweet voice stated.

Joakim reached out and pushed the intercom button on the phone. "Send them up." He replied.

He reached over and clicked the red recording light above his office door on. Hopefully, whoever it was would have enough sense not to enter while he was 'recording.' His eyes drifted around his small office space, eventually landing on a small velvet box. Joakim grimaced; an overwhelming urge to throw the box away overcame him. But, he had been doing that for all of the three years he had been here. He would throw the box away, but within an hour, he would be rooting through the trash bin, looking for it.

Joakim turned away, tears once again welling up. He reached blindly for his note pad. His hand encountered the slim book and the pencil he had left with it. He still worked on his books a little bit, but whatever he thought up was tainted by his depression. He simply began to write out his feelings. Page after page flowed out of his despair addled mind, tears staining the pages.

A knock on his office door broke the dark walls that had risen up around him. Joakim sighed and set his note pad aside. "Come in." He replied; his deep, accented voice still sounding slightly congested.

The door creaked open and Anya poked her head in. "A Miss Alicia to see you, Joey." Anya stated.

Oh, why must the universe torture him like this? "Fair enough," Joakim replied, "Send her in."

Anya withdrew her head and a muffled conversation ensued. Joakim took the opportunity to turn his chair away from the door, so he couldn't see the person's face. If this woman was anything like his Alicia, he didn't even want to see her face.

The door creaked again, as Miss Alicia entered. "Hello?" She asked. Her voice was slightly scratchy, as if she had inhaled a bit too much smoke. Joakim could also detect a slight Swedish accent as an undertone. "Joakim?" She asked.

"Yes?" Joakim replied, still avoiding turning around.

A slender hand rested itself on his shoulder. "Joey, turn around." Very few people called him by his nickname, since no one outside of his family and the Yogs knew it. Miss Alicia must have heard Anya use it.

"Rythian, speak to me." Miss Alicia murmured. "Please?" He recognized her voice. Under the scratchiness, he could hear his long-gone girlfriend's voice. He turned his head, so he could see Miss Alicia out of the corner of his eye. Her face was flame licked, but not very badly. Her long, brunette hair looked like some fire damage had occurred, but the worst of it had been trimmed away. But, what surprised him most were her crystal clear, deep blue eyes. Her deep blue eyes were the only ones that his own picked up on as the real color.

"A…Alicia?" He stuttered.

Alicia smiled, exactly as she used to, before the accident. "I was lonely, without you." She murmured.

Joakim leapt up and wrapped her in a deep embrace. 'Without you,' Echoed in my mind. "We will never be apart again. We will never be without each other. I promise."

A small damp spot pressed on his skin. He gently petted Alicia's long hair. "I promise." Joakim murmured, again. "I promise."

Wow. O.O My brain can concoct the strangest things...

Also, I have no idea what Rythian's real girlfriend's name is, so I just picked one out of ye old mental hat.

Anyway! I hope you all enjoyed! I need to go to work today, so I won't be able to check in on the reviews since I'll be making milkshakes and taking orders for several hours...

ANYWAY! *inthelittlewood impression* Bye! *vanishes in ender particles*