When he begged her to stop scratching at her skin, she didn't quite listen at first. Not until he managed to look her straight in the eyes with a big seriousness did she stop tearing at her skin to listen to him. And what he said both shocked her and saddened her at the same time. They could have had this together. He was going to ask her after prom. They could have gotten married and went off to start a new life together. But now they couldn't have that. They could never have the marriage both of them apparently desired. After all, she couldn't marry someone who was dead. She loved him. She loved him more than anyone and anything in the whole world, but she couldn't exactly go to a court house and saw she wanted to marry someone who didn't technically exist anymore on anything other than a death certificate.

He had it all planned out. Now he couldn't go through with those plans. It hurt her to know that. He had worked so hard and had suffered just as much from his dad as she had from her mother. Now all that suffering and hard work would be for nothing. It was too late. It was too late for him to go after his dreams. And it was too late for them. They had waited too long to tell each other they loved one another. Why hadn't she spoken up sooner? What she wouldn't give to go back in time and tell him how she felt before all of this. To stop them from going to the prom. Then they wouldn't have any problems. And everything would be fine.

Anna reached over and gently took her face in his hands, concentrating her powers so she could do so, and kissed him gently before puling back, tears streaming down her face, "I'm not Sara anymore, James. Sara did so many horrible things. I don't want to be that monster. I'm Anna now." She took a deep breath, a pained look on her face, "And...I.....I can't marry you James...because.....you're dead."