Gilbert felt sick. He had done all day. He knew there was nothing physically wrong, his problem was heartache, for today 365 days ago it had ended.

He didn't pretend anymore. At least he tried not to. He tried not to pretend that under it all Anne still loved him. After all she gave no hope to him for such a very long time.

He was still in love with her and he knew it. Every time he was close to her he wanted her lips on his! It was starting to get out of control! At least when they were together he could contain it to when they were alone, now the desire kiss her happened whenever wherever they were!

He couldn't go to her that day. It was only 3 days after the anniversary of Matthew's passing. Everyone had forgotten it seemed. Not he. He had stopped by Matthew's grave the night of the anniversary of his passing, Anne had already been, he could see that from the flowers. No, he hadn't been there with Anne, but Matthew beyond the veil would know if Gilbert's lone pilgrimage. At least Matthew would know, Gilbert Blythe didn't forget him.

He took a walk, alone, it seemed to be his only companion now a days. But with today being today he walked somewhere which was only his and Anne's. Pixie's Orchard.

It was self destructive and he knew it, but he didn't care. Anne wasn't in his arms, what did anything else matter? He slid between the trees and sat on the leaf covered floor his back against the fallen tree trunk his legs into his chest he put his head on his knees and cried into them.

He missed her. They had once been so close, everything in them was synchronised, their thoughts their dreams. After the first week of being apart from Anne he had focused so much on getting on with it, but not today. Not right now. He remembered their kisses, how he had once been so cocky about swaggering his arm over her shoulder. How he had hugged her and stayed so close for so long and now? No one would say it not even Anne, he failed as a boyfriend. The others were sniffing round Anne. Charlie in particular! He felt it, deep jealousy.

A little time later he took a sigh and realised how silly he was being, he dried his eyes took a deep breath and stood to leave, but as he turned his beautiful red head greeted him coming through the trees. He froze in fright.

" Gil?" she whispered seeing his blood shot eyes. He lowered his eyes losing eye contact with her and tried to walk past. She gently put her hand through his arm stopping him. " Gil, you've been crying." She said quietly.

" it doesn't matter Anne. Just leave it." He whispered back.

" it does matter, I haven't forgotten what today is." She told him with tears in her eyes.

" it doesn't change anything. I still love you, you still don't want me." He said sadly still not looking at her.

" Gilbert" she said quietly making him look at her. She slid her arms around him allowing him to hug into her. She swayed feeling him there. She felt guilty. So very very guilty. She never meant to imply she didn't want him, or she didn't love him. She didn't even know he was still in love with her, she thought he had moved on, well got over her. She was of course still in love with him, so very deeply. She started to cry as she heard sobs coming from Gilbert. " I'm sorry. I'm so very sorry Gil." She whispered.

" can't we try again?" he asked pulling back to look at her. " I'll be a better boyfriend this time I swear it."

" better? Gil what has put such a silly thought in your head, you were the perfect boyfriend, you were always always wonderful." She told him

" then tell me why we're apart. Don't you love me?" he asked.

She couldn't bear it! She sealed her lips on his pulling him fast into deep kissing. Her fingers through his hair, his hands stroking her red hair fingers twinning through it. They drew back for a breath, she was sobbing as much as Gilbert now.

"I love you!" He whispered looking into her eyes.

" I'm sorry." She cried.

" come here." He said pulling them back to the fallen tree trunk leaning against it. Hugging her in as they sat. " let's just for the rest of the day let's forget we're not together, let's be as we were, please Anne? Just until twilight, then the spell can be broken and we'll be friends once more."

"fairy magic?" Anne smiled.

He grinned and held her closer. " if you like."

"until day meets night

Make these lovers alight,

And in their dreams

Let no pain gleam

That this hour kept may be

A time for them to be free." She sighed against him.

" what was that?" he asked her kissing into her hair.

"a spell." Anne said quietly. " to avoid the consequence. It might just work, by fairy magic."

"Consequences?" Gilbert asked looking at her for a moment before she kissed him again. He soon forgot about asking about the consequences again, he had to be sure to get a much intimacy into the next couple of hours that he could. " I've missed you." He told her kissing her again

She smiled. "I missed you." Going for another kiss.

"I like your hair up, I never got to tell you." He told her going back for more.

" thank you." She smiled. "I thought I should wear it up with being a school teacher and everything." Kissing him again

" looks beautiful." He kissed round her face. " though I do love roaming my hands through it when it's loose." He smiled.

"oh, I can see to that." She took out the pin which held her hair in place. Her red hair fell down her back.

" Oh wow!" He exclaimed running his hands through it. " just as I remember it," he smiled. "beautiful." He stroked into her hair and kissed her again allowing his hand to hold her rib cage. "Oh?" he felt not her soft ribs but a hard corset.

He looked down towards it she looked too smiling. "I started wearing them when I became a teacher." She laughed.

" but you can't see the difference? What does it matter?" he asked.

"I don't know makes me feel more formal I guess, like a grown up." She told him kissing into him.

" don't suppose there's any chance of you taking that off is there?" he flirted with a grin.

" not very lady like..." She trailed as they kissed.

"ohhh," he complained. "pity."

She laughed. " you've not changed at all have you?" she grinned.

"I hope not!" He exclaimed stroking her cheeks. Looking into her eyes they started kissing again sounds of approval escaping both their mouths.

"I went up to Matthew's grave the other day, on his anniversary, you'd already been there." He kissed her.

"oh Marilla saw you come home, did you go straight up there?" she asked him. He nodded." Oh Gil that's so sweet." She gasped in his mouth. "Oh Gil! A doctor!" she said.

" I'm sorry I put a hold on our dreams." He said between kisses.

" don't be sorry, you're worth the wait." She said in a gasp.

" so you don't truly think it's a waste of time?" he asked her.

" no truly Gil, you're going to be a wonderful doctor, Doctor Gilbert Blythe! It sounds so.. so..." She smiled raising her eyebrows.

"Oh?" he smiled. " how about Mrs Anne Blythe." He kissed into her neck as much as he could " if I had my way that would be our future." He whispered.

She swooned. Yes! Anne Blythe! What music to her ears!

They kept going, quickly through the last year catching up what would have been if they were still together, they shared intimacies about their thoughts and feelings like they used to kissing and holding each other close, they soon found twilight coming upon them.

" Anne, my love the spell will be broken soon!" He whispered. "I want you to know I'll wait, as long as it takes they'll only ever be you. I love you."

She kissed him, jawline to ear and whispered gently into it "I... I..."

She was struggling, he knew she felt it that's all that mattered. Tears forming in their eyes. " until we meet again my sweetheart." He whispered.

" in the moments between sleep and dreams there we can love! Remember me there, find me and love me." She whispered.

" can I walk you home? As a last act of love?" he asked. She nodded gently. They stood up and He wrapped his arm around her as they slowly walked back to Green Gables arm in arm. They came to the top field. They kissed one last time and hugged closely.

" goodnight Gil." Anne said to him.

" goodnight Anne." He said letting go of her. He opened the gate for her and she went through the gate for he closed it behind her." do you fancy a walk at the weekend?" he asked her.

" alright." She agreed. " until then."

Laughing and joking they held each other's hands pulled each other through the woods. The ground covered with the colours of yesterday, oranges reds, yellows and browns shone through the light of the trees.

" you are beautiful" he whispered to her. He held back then gently spun her around. She laughed sweetly as he pulled her in dancing with her down the lane.

"I love you." He whispered to her. Kissing her softly. The world spun around them the bright colours fading into dark and an endless abyss formed under his feet.

She grabbed him crying she wouldn't let go but she could pull him up and her hands were slipping.

" NO!" she screamed. "I won't let go! No no, NO!"

But he was bigger than she was and he had nothing to get a foot hold on, it was only a matter of time. "I shouldn't have let you love me, I shouldn't have let you! It's all my fault!"

His fingers left hers and she helplessly watched him fall. Crying out in pain begging it to stop. She felt her world shaking.

" Anne?" it called the sound of Marilla's voice woke her with a start. Her breaths raggard " are you alright you were practically shouting in your sleep?"

Anne looked to Marilla who was sitting tentatively on Anne's bed. Anne came to herself and nodded," nightmare" Anne stated now catching her breath.

" it sounded bad do you want to talk about it?" Marilla asked her.

"I..I... can't remember it." She lied, it was easier to lie in the dark, Marilla couldn't see her face. " it's alright Marilla," Anne tried to be as reassuring as she could sound. " go to bed, all is well."

" are you sure?" Marilla asked.

" yes," Anne whispered gently laying back down. " goodnight." She whispered.

Marilla stood silently and left the room. As soon as Marilla left the room Anne started to shake and she curled up into the foetal position crying softly.

The spell hadn't worked. She was a fool to believe it would. A wishful fantasy that she could be with Gilbert for even a couple of hours. His kisses had felt so wonderful! His touch so warm and gentle! And she could still feel him over her! Why did it have to hurt to LOVE him! She didn't even say it! She held her stomach where Gilbert had earlier and sobbed more.

"I love you too Gil," she whispered out to the darkness. " I'm so sorry."