Title: Life Everlasting

Author: Jade Hunter

A.N: Okay, I read the book in like fourth grade and hated the sad ending. I went to see the movie in hopes for a glorified Hollywood happy ending, but was let down because FOR ONCE the writers stuck to the true ending. So, nagged incessantly with a feeling of disappointment and a need to write an alternate ending, I finally decided to put all my other projects on hold and write this.

Disclaimer: None of the characters of Tuck Everlasting belong to me, and neither do the spring and its magical powers.

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"Winifred, face the front and sit properly," her mother stated, but without the harsh note in her tone that had always before lined her words with steel. It was now more of a request than an order. After Winnie's return from her days with the Tucks and the death of her grandmother, Winnie's mother had changed in many ways. She no longer acted as if she expected Winnie to be the perfect Lady; rather, she seemed to realize that her daughter was special, unique, and not abnormal.

Winifred Foster, more commonly referred to as Winnie, took one last glance at her large house that had been her prison for all of her young life so far. Then, as if compelled by an unknown force, her bright blue eyes were drawn to the woods that had been her backyard, as it were, the woods that she had never actually been in until that fateful day.

She hadn't much room to turn, but fifteen-year-old Winnie tried the best she could, craning her neck and hoping unconsciously for a glimpse of...something, anything, that would reassure her that her decision was the right one.

For the hundredth time, Jesse's words echoed in her mind - "Go back to the spring and drink the water; I'll come back for you...Winnie Foster, I will love you until the day I die."

Those words, along with the memory of his handsome face - with his laughing eyes and earnest expression - made her smile, as she always did when she thought of that Jesse Tuck. However, also as always, the grave voice of Angus Tuck followed immediately after, swallowing up her smile in a pool of melancholy sorrow.

"What we Tucks do can't be described as living...don't be afraid of death, Winnie, be afraid of the unlived life."

She had come to see, after days of sitting by the magical spring and playing with the water, that what Angus Tuck had said to her contained words of wisdom from experience. She knew she could never find that sort of advice in any book, nor could she ever learn that lesson from any etiquette school in the world.

Winnie had realized that it did not matter how long she lived her life...the only thing that mattered was that she lived her life to the fullest. And after weeks of indecision, Winnie decided not to drink the water, to accept her father's proposition - she did not have to go to finishing school and could travel the world on one condition: they, as a family, travel the world together. It seemed that loosing their daughter, even for the briefest of days where she had been completely safe, had been enough the change both her parents.

The car door slammed as her father and the driver got in, jolting Winnie out of her thoughts, and she belatedly did as her mother had asked, turning around to settle more comfortably in the seat. With a roar, the car started, and they were off, driving down the dirt road, her father and mother with small smiles on their faces and Winnie, who, despite herself, turned around once more...

"I wish this moment could last forever."

...still looking back...

"Do you want to spend forever with me, Winnie?"

...still searching.

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A.N: Well that's the end of the prologue. Sorry it's so short, but...this basically covered what I wanted to be said.