Well... you guys put in the votes and Marshall Lee still won. Alright. You guys want it. Here it is then. Fiolee OFFICIALLY wins the vote. Sorry Farlie shippers.

Remember that this was one of two ideas I had so this was NOT RANDOM whatsoever. Don't flame me or get mad. This actually was my idea from the very start but others developed and I wanted to see what you guys thought.

I'm not doing alternate endings unless I feel like it but, again, I feel like it takes away from the original intent/set ending.

This isn't the last chapter of the story but it's most likely second to last. This has a lot of feels so BRACE YOURSELF! Grab a box of tissues, a blanket, and a piece of chocolate and prep yourself for feels. You have been warned.

Disclaimer: I do not and will never own Adventure Time.

She crawled as fast as she could over to Charlie, ignoring the dull pain in her shoulder due to the loss of her arm. Fionna placed her left hand on his forehead and then retreated her hand; he was burning up. His breathing was choppy and his chest was rising and falling at a alarmingly fast rate. It's definitely not supposed to do that, Fionna concluded. What was wrong with him? She felt so helpless and alone. After being around her old friends, different universe or not, her want to see them increased and need to get the two of them home was rapidly skyrocketing. Gumball would know what to do... Dr. Prince, someone had to be able to help Charlie.

What could she do but sit and rifle through the bunches of books they had in their bags? But what good would that do for him? Fionna looked around quickly for help and noticed that Simone wasn't with them. But how? Wasn't she with them when they left? This was getting worse and worse. At least Simone would have had some idea to help the poor boy.

Charlie made a small noise and Fionna's head turned to face him. His eyes were open but the usual, bottle green had been replaced with a milky green. Not a good sign. Fionna leaned over him, tying to keep her tears from falling.

"Charlie?" she said gently, trying to help him up. "Are you okay? Is it the Lich?"

"No," he responded, his voice distant and raspy. "She's... she's gone."

"C'mon, let's get you out of this crater," Fionna said. She placed her left fingers in her mouth and whistled. They waited for a second before the sound of flapping wings was heard and Adam landed beside the pair.

"Oh my! Charlie, sir, are you-?" he began but Fionna shut him up.

"No time! Grab everything you can with your claws and make several trips if you have to. We have to get Charlie out of this place," Fionna said, hoisting the human boy to his feet as gently as she could, grasping him with her left arm. Adam understood at once and delivered Fionna's pack.

"Here, Miss Fionna. I can get everything else," he said. "This has all of your stuff in it and I'll be able to lift sir's stuff was ease. I'll be right behind you."

"All of his stuff is packed?" Fionna said, hitching her back on her left shoulder and then grabbing Charlie again before he toppled over.

"I packed it," Charlie replied weakly. "Before... you woke... woke up."

"Sh, don't speak," Fionna said. "You need medical attention and that's making you weaker. Let's go."

The three of them started to make their way out of the crater, Charlie emitting the occasional moan of pain and the dull pain in Fionna's shoulder would make her bite her tongue to prevent any sound from coming out. Adam was flying overhead, watching the two of them cautiously. Suddenly, the ground began to shake and Fionna lost her grip on Charlie and he fell forward, hitting the ground with a thud!

"Are you okay?" she said, crouching down beside him.

"Yeah," came his muffled response. "Just gimme a minute."

In spite of the situation, she smiled a little but the earthquake got a little bigger and Fionna was tossed onto her behind.

"What the hey hey is going on?" she snapped, looked behind her, her left fist clenching. Her blue eyes widened as she noticed a figure rising from a crack in the ground, toxic waste leaking out of it.

"Adam! Get out of here," Fionna said, grabbing her Family Sword out of the bag and tossing up her pack to Adam, who caught it a little clumsily.

"Where to?" he said.

"I don't know! Just wait for my call!" she said.

Adam flew off and Fionna turned towards the figure. But her concern suddenly became the crack in the earth that was heading towards the pair of humans and was only growing bigger. Fionna stood and wobbled on the spot but held her ground. She rushed back over to Charlie and picked him up as best as she could as she stuck her sword in the belt she carried. She dragged him away from the crack as it split right where he had been and she let out a sigh of relief. The shaking stopped but she knew that there was a bigger danger.

Fionna glared at the figure with a hate she never remembered having in her being. The Lich turned her head to look over at the two humans and her skull mouth, stuck in a forever grin, opened a little in slight surprise.

"You're supposed to be dead," the Lich said, her voice rattling Fionna's bones.

"Well I'm not!" Fionna said, drawing her sword. "But you're gonna be!"

Fionna was terrified but she knew something was off with the Lich. The usual cold that she caused and mind controlling thoughts that she tried to produce were absent. Fionna squinted to look at this monster and saw that the Lich looked like a memory like one in Memoria City. Flickering and static-y and slightly off-color. That must have meant that the Lich wasn't at full power... yet. And that disturbed Fionna. She had to act fast and kill her before she arose again.

"It's time to finish you off, child, once and for all," the Lich said, approaching Fionna and materializing a sword in her hand. "Besides Becky, you have proved to be my worst enemy. But I took care of her and now, I'll take care of you."

"No. You're wrong," Fionna said. "After what you did to Charlie and what you put us through, you're going to be dead. I'll end you."

The Lich laughed slightly. "We'll see about that."

Fionna made the first move and lunged forward, thanking Glob that she was ambidextrous, and felt her sword clash onto the Lich's. The Lich took a jab at Fionna's missing shoulder but the human rolled out of the way with a smirk.

"Nothing to cut there!" Fionna said, leaping to her feet and twisting gracefully behind the Lich and took a slice to the Lich's back. The Lich cried out and turned around, swatting Fionna away. Fionna looked closely to her enemy and found that nothing was coming out of the deep wound. Only some kind of mist or dust. Fionna looked closer and realized that the Lich was nothing more of a memory.

How that was possible, Fionna couldn't figure out, but she deduced that it had something to do with the same junk that made Memoria City. Hoping that she was right, Fionna got to her feet and charged, a battle cry ripping from her lungs. The Lich turned around quickly and met Fionna's sword with ease.

Not too far away, Charlie struggled to get to his feet but all he could muster was turning over onto his back. He lifted himself up on his elbows and found Fionna battling the Lich. His eyes widened a little and he tried to get up and help but his body was screaming at him to stay put.

Fionna took a leap and landed a kick on the Lich's face, sending the Lich stumbling backwards in surprise and momentum. Fionna pushed off the Lich's face and stuck the landing... for about two seconds until the unbalance of her missing arm went against her and she fell on her butt. Cursing in old, Fionna pushed herself up and got out of the way right on time as the Lich charged. Fionna had no idea how to defeat her without the Gauntlet that Becky had used time and time again to beat her. And there was the matter of not being able to wish her away and trap her like Cake had done in Prisma's room. If only this were Aaa, there would be some kind of supernatural thing to get rid of this monster.

Without anything to help her, Fionna gritted her teeth and ran after the Lich, their swords meeting once again but kept at it, swinging left and right, the sound of clanging swords filling the air. The grey sky took this moment to start raining down on the battlefield and mist rolled in. Fionna growled angrily as the rain and mist put together made seeing a little harder. But the Lich moved into her sights and they kept fighting.

To her surprise, Fionna found herself weaponless. The Lich had knocked her sword out of her hand and the Family Sword went skidding away into the fog. Fionna's eyes widened as the two enemies stared at one another for a second. Fionna split and ran underneath the Lich's legs, searching for her sword. She had no idea how to defeat the Lich hand to hand and had a pretty good idea that it wasn't going to work out, especially since she was missing an arm. Something caught her eye and she turned with a grin. Fionna lunged as she saw the red color of the blade in front of her but the Lich was faster. The stepped right in front of Fionna and the human slammed into her enemy's leg. She stumbled backwards, her left hand holding her head.

"It's time to end this, child," the Lich said, raising her sword in the air. "And I shall destroy Aaa once and for all."

Fionna glared at her but didn't say anything. She closed her eyes and waited for death. She was no longer afraid.

She heard the swish of metal and braced herself for it to pierce her body but it never came. She opened her eyes and, to her absolute horror, found Charlie in front of her, the blade deep in his chest. Fionna's eyes widened and tears spilled out of it. The Lich was suddenly struck frozen and then she shuddered, slowly blowing away like dust in the wind... Charlie had been her power source. She had risen from him and his being. And now...

"Charlie!" Fionna cried as he collapsed backwards. Fionna rushed forward as fast as she could and grabbed him before his head could hit the ground. She tenderly placed his head in her lap and his green eyes found her blue ones.

"I saved you," he said, his voice weakly triumphant. "Thank goodness."

"Charlie, we'll get help," she promised, stroking his hair, eyeing the bloody wound that was deep in his chest. "We'll get someone... anyone."

"No, Fionna," he said, reaching a hand up to cup her cheek. "No one can help me now... I'm not... I'm not going to make it."

"You will!" Fionna said, tears still spilling out of her eyes. "I'll help you somehow. Where's the first aid kit!?"

Charlie laughed softly but started coughing right afterwards, a little blood leaking out of the corner of his mouth. "I don't think... think that's gonna help... me."

"It helped me," Fionna reminded him, trying to sit him up but his grunt in pain stopped her and she returned his head into her lap. "And you've saved me more than once. You didn't have to do it again."

"Yes... yes I did," Charlie said. "I was going to die eventually after the Lich possessed my body. I was too... too weak. But you... you just lost an arm. I had to... to save you. So you can live another day."

Fionna squeezed her eyes shut and tears landed on his glasses. She was quivering slightly, trying to keep everything in. She looked up at the sword that still pierced his body and made to remove it but it, too, vanished like its wielder did: like dust being blown away. Fionna looked down at Charlie, his eyes still looking up at her, a small smile still on his face.

"Promise me something," he said, his thumb wiping away some of the tears on her face. "Please... please, Fionna."

"Anything," she said.

"Remember me... and get home safe... safely," he breathed, closing his eyes, his brow furrowing slightly with pain.

"We're both gonna get home," Fionna said, trying to convince herself more than Charlie. "And we're gonna go on adventures together. You and me... the last humans-."

"Fionna... stop," Charlie said, his own tear slipping down his cheek. "I'm not going to go home. It's impossible."

Fionna knew that his saying didn't apply here. And Charlie didn't even correct himself. He opened his eyes and looked at her for one last time.

"Thank you for being my friend," he said. "I felt more at home with you than I had ever felt in seventeen years of my life. Thank... thank you, Fionna."

Fionna leaned over him and touched her forehead to his, feeling his pulse ever so slightly. It got weaker and weaker and suddenly... it was gone. Fionna lifted her head and looked at his face. His eyes were closed but his smile was still there. It was as if he were peacefully sleeping. But Fionna knew that he was... he was...

Even more tears spilled out of her blue eyes, splashing down on his glasses and meeting together to form little pools. Fionna lifted his head a little and moved her lap from underneath it. She tenderly placed his head on the ground and removed Charlie's glasses from his face. The rain was still coming down in a drizzle and the mist was rolling in and out of view. Fionna wordlessly found her sword and picked it up. She whistled for Adam and the great bird flew to meet her. Fionna simply said for him to find a shovel in the down around them. Adam became concerned but did as told, returning with a shovel he had found lying around in the garden. Fionna told him to hold onto it for a second and she walked over to Charlie's body. She silently picked him up with her left arm and walked as slowly and gently as she could to the abandoned town.

She found the garden that Adam was talking about and was surprised to find that some of it still had some grass struggling to grow from the radioactive ground. She leaned Charlie's body in a patch of grass and took the shovel from Adam... and began to dig, pausing every once in a while to let out a choked sob but wouldn't cry fully just yet. After digging what she believed to be about six feet, she returned to the surface and got Charlie in her arm again. A few more tears fell down her face but she paid no mind to them. She simply smiled at him and ran a hand through his hair.

"I'll never forget you for as long as I live," she promised. "As long as you'll never forget me." She placed a kiss on his cool lips before slowly depositing him into his grave. She tucked his glasses in her pack that she had Adam bring and then she began to hunt for a flower. Fionna found a colorful tulip that had grown over the years and she picked it, gently placing it in the grave on top of Charlie's chest.

Then she began to the task of burying him. Hours passed until the ground was completely covered up and she could see Charlie no more. Fionna took to walking around, looking for a rock she could write on. She found a nice flat one underneath the broken down house that this garden belonged to and she took out a marker from Charlie's bag and wrote:

Here lies Charlie the Human

May he rest in peace

"It's not impossible, it's unlikely. In fact, nothing is impossible"

-Charlie himself.

Fionna placed the stone on top of Charlie's grave and nodded to herself. She then stuck the shovel in the ground and fell to her knees, covering her face with her only hand and sobbed into it. She had no idea how long she had stayed there like that, crying into her hand, but she didn't care. She had lost a best friend, a wonderful boy, an intelligent being, and a chivalrous hero. She wished she could give him a better ceremony. She wished she could have at least taken him home to Aaa and buried him there. She wished he didn't die.

"Miss Fionna?" came Adam's voice. She looked up, her swollen blue eyes meeting Adam's beady, black ones.

"Yes?" she croaked, wiping away the tears that had stained her cheeks.

"What now?" he asked her.

Good question, she thought to herself, standing up. "Well... I guess I should return home. Feel like helping me carry Charlie's stuff home?"

"Sure, Miss," Adam agreed.

"I'll meet you out there in a minute," she said as he grabbed Charlie's belongings. "Just give me one more second."

Adam nodded and flew to the front of the house. Fionna grabbed her bag and hitched it on her left shoulder. She smiled at the grave.

"Thank you, Charlie," she said, "for saving my life so many times during this journey... this adventure. Thank you for giving me so much hope. Thank you for being there for me and dealing with my homesickness. And thank you for being my friend. I'm..." She took a pause as she choked on her words. She sniffled a little and proceeded. "I'm going to miss you so... so much."

She kissed her hand and then raised it in farewell and took to the path that would led her to Aaa, crossing through the Ice Kingdom in about a week's time. She looked up at Adam, who was waiting for her.

"Ready?" Adam said.

Fionna nodded. "Yes. Let's go."

They started down the path quietly, the rain still falling gently. Fionna closed her eyes and felt her heart ache. She really was the last human standing.

-0-

Marshall Lee was still in the Ice Queen's home. She had been bed ridden ever since she had passed out a few days ago. Cake and Gumball were snoozing against the ice covered wall, Cake against Gumball's legs like a real kitty would do. Marshall was floating around Ice Queen's kitchen, doing a little cleaning so she could wake up to a nice house. He didn't like cleaning but it was the only thing he could think about doing. He wiped his hands on a dish towel when he heard Ice Queen groan from the other room.

He flew out of the kitchen and into the bedroom where Ice Queen was leaning against the head board of the bed. She was clutching her head and removing her crown.

"I get the worst migraines sometimes," she grumbled.

Marshall stared down at her, surprised of her tone of voice. It wasn't the raspy voice she always had. It was more, for lack of a better word, proper. Almost educated. Marshall floated down to the ground and placed a hand on her arm.

"Are you okay, Simone?" he asked.

"I think so," she responded at once. She opened her eyes and Marshall retreated a little, shock surging through him. "What?"

"Your... your eyes!" he said as though daring to believe it. "They're brown!"

"Marshall Lee, do yourself a favor and calm down," Ice Queen said gently. "It's all right." Her voice was weaving in and out of raspy and smooth.

"S-simone?" Marshall said. "Is that you?"

She smiled and Marshall Lee instantly recognized that sweet, gentle smile his old friend used to wear all the time when the crown wasn't on. Simone was slowly changing, her white hair becoming just a hint darker and her skin lightening up just a little bit. Otherwise, she still looked like Ice Queen. Marshall glanced at the crown and noticed that its red gem was now a blue color. He didn't know why but he didn't care. Simone was coming back to him.

"Of course it's me," she finally answered. "I've missed you, Marshall." She lifted her arms for a hug and and rushed into them, feeling like a little boy again.

"But how?" he asked. "How in the world is this possible?"

"A couple of heroes came my way," Simone answered. "And you helped too. Never giving up on me." She pulled him away, her hands on his shoulders. She brushed some hair out of his red eyes, that same smile on her face. "I'm back now. And I have so much to tell you."

"Me too," he said. "Unless... you remember everything."

"To be honest, my memory is a little fuzzy so you'll have to enlighten me," she said, tossing his air affectionately. "Now be patient with me. I might weave in and out of Simone and Ice Queen so it'll be a tiny bit difficult to cope with me but I know that time will heal all wounds and I'll be back to my old self again."

Marshall Lee simply smiled and embraced his old friend, his once beating heart swelling and tears falling from his eyes. She was back... Simone Petrikov was finally back.

No flames please. Please don't get mad at me for this. And remember, this was the original idea (Charlie's death I mean) but I wanted to see what you guys thought about Fionna's love interest and it was either this or a different ending.

Again: I'm not doing alternate endings. For my reason, see Authors Note at the beginning of this chapter.

This story is NOT over. One more chapter to go. I'll see you guys soon. I hope you don't hate me :( I don't want to be hated for this chapter. You'll see what happens to everyone in the next chapter. So with that being said, I'll see you next time.

No flames please.