Reject, A Continuation

Chapter 2

**He's getting a lot closer than I would've thought,** Claris commented, I could feel my eyes tingle as my vision shifted slightly, the colors now less vibrant, indicating Claris is now looking through my eyes as I continue to look around. **Wait.** 

**What,** I panicked, trying to keep my vision where she told me to stop, but I don't see anything but empty bus seats. 

**You can't see it?** 

**You're freaking me out, what?** I squinted, letting my vision partially turn and seeing an apparition of sorts, one that sorta looks like me, or at least my upper half. **What in the world?!** 

It was definitely me as I let my wolf-vision take over more. It was me when I stayed with Q judging by his sweatshirt on me, or the apparition of me. The apparition is staring straight at me, slowly lifting its hand and holding up 5 fingers.

**We're going crazy,** Claris concluded as we both watched the apparition fade into nothingness, **What the hell was that?** 

**I-I have no idea,** I didn't know what to say or think. I've had hallucinations before from overusing my powers, but never like this. This felt more like a warning than just my mind falling apart. **I think I need some sleep.** 

**Go ahead,** she reassured me, **I'll stay awake for us.**  

Closing my eyes I felt my mind go blank, and another was filling my shoes, Claris. She took over the acting like an awake responsible adult. 

The benefits of having my wolf persona take over is that I can rest my mind and have a clearer head when I awake. 

The negatives is that my body doesn't get to rest and I survive off non-stop intake of coffee. 

I'm dying anyways, speeding up the process won't do much. 

And now that I can 'sleep' I have a tendency to dream, and usually it's the same one over and over again. 

"Hey beautiful." 

My ears tingled with his voice right in my ear, his warmth emanating from behind me as he went to kiss the side of my head. 

I turned, smiling at my mate who was just in a loose long sleeve shirt and jeans, going to sit beside me at the top of this grassy hill overlooking the golden ocean caused by the setting sun. We were at the sitting beside a tree that casted a nice shadow over us.

"Its so nice out here," Q mumbled as he leaned onto me, his cheek pressed against my head. 

I don't say anything in these dreams, but I didn't want to say anything that would ruin the moment. 

"Mommy! Daddy!" A loud voice was coming from behind us, and we both turned to see a child, not quite Archer but a kid who looks more like a mixture of me and Q. 

"Damn," Q chuckled, "I thought I would have a longer mommy and me time." 

"Mommy!" The child, my child, pounced onto me, making sure he got comfortable on my lap as he stuck his tongue out at Q. 

"Hey she was my mate before she was your mom," Q pointed out as he ruffled the boy's hair, "Spoiled brat." 

I didn't commented, but I hugged the boy close, kissing the top of his head as I continued to look over the ocean.  I never wanted this moment to end. 

It was like someone was showing me what would've happened if I was to stay with Q, or maybe a future where I wasn't the seer. Or maybe it was just my deepest desires, to start a happy family with Q where we weren't hiding underground and out in the sunshine. 

"Hey, what's that?" My son asked, pointing out to the ocean where the setting sun suddenly was covered up by a black cloud, the scenery quickly turning dark, the temperature turning icy to the point where I got chills running down my spine. 

"We should go," Q was quick to stand up and helping me to my feet, taking my hand and running down the hill away from the growing storm. 

I was clutching my child as tightly as possible, turning slightly to see the clouds were incredibly black and quickly took over the tree. 

We were definitely not going to outrun the storm, and seemingly knowing this Q turned around and swopped me up running as fast as he could. 

"I love you," he muttered through his heavy breathing, knowing the smoke was catching up. 

I take one hand away from my child, I stroke his cheek gently, closing my eyes as the three of us were completely enveloped. 

Jumping awake, I found myself back in my body, it's pitch black outside and Archer is still dead asleep now leaned against the window instead of on me. 

**Same nightmare?** Claris asked, knowing what I've seen as she's had similar ones with Q's wolf, Atlas. 

Both our dreams always ending with that dark cloud quickly taking over us. 

**Same nightmare,** I confirm, wiping the tears that fell from our eyes.