Fiona was floating. She couldn't move, she couldn't open her eyes. She felt energy being surged into her. She opened her eyes, Kalma stood before her.

"Darling, Fiona," The goddess gave a sad smile, "you fought valiantly."

"I was poisoned," Fiona frowned, tears welling in her eyes, "I'm not going to grow old with Peter, our future, it's over before it started."

Fiona felt tears roll down her cheeks.

"Now is not the time to weep," Kalma spoke, wiping Fiona's cheeks, "I'm going to provide you a power, to protect Peter, to watch over your father."

"I want that man to pay," Fiona stood, shaking in anger, "I'm dead!"

Kalma frowned, understanding the pain.

"Bring me back," Fiona started to cry again, "you can do that can't you?"

Kalma only shook her head.

"I could if my father allowed me, and you know why he won't," Kalma sighed.

Fiona shook her head.

"Please, you have to try, I love him I don't want to leave him!" Fiona pleaded, not comprehending the fact that she would have to leave her only love. She was too young to die.

"I'm almost 17 years old! I should be going to high school, going on dates with Peter, falling in love, planning for college, fighting by Tony's side!" Fiona's body wracked in tears of frustration and anger.

"Jeremy will get what he deserves," Kalma assured her, "you're going to do it through Peter, you heard him, he's going after Peter next."

Fiona nodded, wanting to see her Peter again.

"But, you have a choice," Kalma said and Fiona perked, "stay with Peter as a spirit, guide him until his natural death enter the afterlife with him and risk your souls turning dark and turning into a demon, or come with me now, wait for him in the afterlife, stay pure."

Fiona looked down, trying to weigh the options.

"Show me, Peter," she said, and with a flourish of Kalmas hand, they were standing in the sanctum.

Fiona watched as his body shook with sobs over her limp body staring at the ceiling. Seeing her body scared her, but Peter being alone, truly alone petrified her.

"I'm staying with him," she said firmly, "I don't care about the risk, he needs me."

Kalma nodded.

"As you wish, darling Fiona," Kalma spoke, glowing brightly, Fiona watched as her aura gave a bright green light. Fiona watched as it surrounded her and filled her. She shut her eyes as the energy brought a new life into her.

Fiona opened her eyes, a green aura flowed from her as she felt herself being pulled to Peter. Her heart ached as his sobs brought noise to the seemingly calm sanctum. He stroked Fiona's hair, closing her eyes as he lifted her up. He walked out, Fiona wanted to put his mask on him, but she was certain it would pass through her fingers.

Fiona followed him as he walked down the street with her body in his arms.

She watched as on-lookers recognized him and Fiona. Their gasps of horror as they realized life was gone from her body.

Fiona followed him as his body shook with sobs. He solemnly walked to the hospital that May once worked in and she watched as people jumped to their feet as they tried to save the girl.

A doctor pulled him with them and questioned him.

"Just take her to the morgue," he said as they left the emergency room, people looking to each other in realization of what just happened. They stopped and looked to him.

"How long has she been dead?" Theya sked and he looked down.

"Certainly longer than five minutes, it's really far from the school to the hospital," Peter frowned and they nodded.

"Where did all this blood come from?" A nurse asked.

"She was stabbed, but a friend healed her," Peter explained, the nurse blinked and sighed.

"Why am I hearing sentences like this," she spoke under her breath as she looked Fiona up and down.

Fiona sighed as she leaned into Peter, she noticed him shudder and watched as his suit turned on the heater.

"I'm sorry," she spoke into his ear and watched as he straightened up. He looked over in her direction, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion when she wasn't there.

Peter shook his head and looked to he doctors.

"I'm going to call her father," he said, tears streaming down his face still. A tech came in with a box of tissues and Fiona had a sad smile on her face as they had a genuine look of concern.

Peter stepped off to a corner as the doctors looked back to Fiona, they walked the spider tattoo crawl to Peters direction and they watched him.

"Write that down," the doctor spoke and a nurse nodded.

Fiona looked to Peter as he his shaky voice explained to her father. She heard screaming of agony on the other line. Peter winced.

"I'm sorry," Peter broke down again, "I should've told her not to and that he couldn't be helped, I could've gone with her, I-"

Peter looked down as there was silence in the line.

"I want to take the responsibility," he said and looked back to Fiona.

"No, you don't," She heard he father speak, "the asshole that killed her takes responsibility for this."

Fiona smiled softly and looked over to see Kalma standing over her body.

"You're so beautiful," the goddess smiled and Fiona smiled back.

"I want to stay with him, please, beg your father, I don't want to be dead, my father will kill himself, he could barely handle my mother dying and now this?" Fiona begged and Kalma nodded.

"I will fight in your name, child, but watch over him for now, maybe try communicating with him," Kalma smiled and Fiona nodded.

"Thank you," Fiona smiled and looked to Peter as the sheriff walked in, looking at Fiona and shaking his head.

"Alright, what happened?" He asked and Peter turned around, his hands shaking as he hung up with her father.

"The world lost its most powerful protector."