"STOP!" Her weary eyes shut tight. "DON'T HURT HIM!" She screamed, giving in. Her body giving up and her knees giving out. "Please..." She begged. It hurt so bad. How she loved him so. But she knew, just that, it was time to let go. To give in, give up, let time flow. No more hello's. No more goodbyes. It was time, there and then, to close her eyes. Was it possible to hope for the best? Possible to hope her parents remained alive? Possible to hope her parents still loved and wanted her? Webby feared they didn't, however, luckily for her... there was someone else who did.