Disclaimer: I don't own Sabrina

Drell had always loved Hilda. She was pretty and smart and funny and compassionate and loving. Even after they broke up he longed to reconcile with her. It was only after several centuries that he decided he was going to attempt reconciliation. He appeared at Hilda's door with a box of chocolates- Swiss miss which was her favorite.

"Drell," she said, "What a surprise!"

"Are you busy," he asked, "Can we talk"
She shrugged.

"I guess that would be alright," she said, "What do you want to talk about?"

"Us," he said, "I want to talk about us"

"Drell," Hilda said gently, "I love you but there is no us. US died a long time ago. I'm sorry."

"NO," Drell said, "US cannot dead."