She Is His

Surrounded by Books

In the great library, Lucienne was discussing with Merv about the latest construction task while Matthew sat idlily by at the table. They lifted their heads as Dream's voice echoed thought the corridors. There was another voice, a female, that they had never heard before.

"Here we have the library." Dream spoke.

"I have never seen so many books in my life." The female voice rang out.

"Every book that has ever be written or will be, can be found here." Dream told the voice. Their footsteps grew closer to the trio.

"When you get the chance, show me where you keep the Neil Gaiman section. I just read 'The Ocean at The End of The Lane' and fell in love with his work." The female voice beamed as the couple came into view.

Lucienne was taken back by the body language of Dream. He seemed relax walking next to the mortal woman. In fact, he was holding her hand. He was looking down at her next to him and smiling. Lucienne had never seen Dream act this way before. He was always so guarded, caution.

The woman was walking close on his left side with her hand fitted in his. She had her other hand placed on his left forearm. The woman was smiling up at Dream.

"Lucienne." Dream called out to her happily. "This is Jessie Carter, and she says that this is her very first dream."

"That would be impossible." Lucienne implored, standing up from the table. Merv and Matthew stayed seated for they were in a bit of shock by their boss's demeanor. "All mortals have the ability to dream. Surely you have dream before and just don't remember."

Jessie shook her head. "There was only the darkness and him." She explained, leaning slightly against Dream. "Every night since I could remember. Until tonight."

"Darkness and Dream?" Lucienne questioned as she went towards the vast shelves. "I have never heard of a mortal simply being in the dark with only the vision of Morpheus that keep them company."

"Well, nice to meet you." Jessie proclaimed cheerful, walking up to Lucienne with her hand out in a friendly gesture. Lucienne smiled and took Jessie's hand. Lucienne liked her. She had an odd familiarity about her, and she made Dream smile.

Without Jessie at his side, Dream felt alone. She was only a few feet away, yet it seemed like she was miles from him. He took the moment to admire her again. With her back to him, he saw her slim figure and toned arms. As they had walked to the castle, she had braided her thick hair and tossed it over her shoulder. As Dream stepped closer to her, he noticed several odd circular patterns along her skin.

Matthew noticed them too. "My God, what happen to your back?" He asked, perching on the back of the chair next to her.

"They are birthmarks. Just like my white hair." Jessie turned to Matthew. "My daddy always said that a birthmark is your past life injury that killed you. I must have been hit with a shot gun blast to the back then."

"A shotgun blasts." Dream whispered to himself. The image of Jessamy's body on the floor flashed in his mind. He leaned on the table to steady himself.

"Are you okay, boss?" Matthew asked. Dream looked up to see Jessie facing him. Her hand was already sweep away the locks of hair that refuse to stay out of his eyes.

"I'm better." Dream replied to Matthew. His hands began to reach for her waist.

"I can't find a dream journal for Jessica Carter." Lucienne sighed, returning from the shelf.

"Oh, my name is not Jessica. It is Jessamy. Jessamy Rae Carter."

"Jessamy!" Lucienne, Merv, and Matthew shouted in unison. Jessie was taken back by their reaction of her first name. She stepped away from Dream.

Dream stood up from the table. Closing the space between him and Jessie. Encompassing his arms around her waist, he pressed her body into his. "You have return home."