Five stages of grief. Four soul mates torn apart forever. Three lives spared. Two untimely deaths. One misguided act of faith that would change their lives forever.

Ginny knew why she had been summoned before the words were ever spoken. This day, the day she would come to think of often in her many years, was an inevitable variable of fate. At least, that's what he had told her. "He's dead, isn't he?" R&R?