Life-Times Apart

*Ch.9 Dreaming

AN/: Just to warn people, when I start writing, I never EVER have a plot. I have a certain scene in my mind, and I write until I get to that scene. No plot what so ever. And then a plot just happens. This is what happened when I tried to do a foreshadowing to the scene I have in my mind, and a plot just popped in there.

 When Levi wakes up, she's not in her dress, she's not in the ballroom, and she's not in pain. She looks around, and she's in a clearing. She's been here before; she knows she has.

There are trees surrounding the clearing, and a mountain base in front of her on the right. There are ruins around her, old stone homes and it looks like what used to be an arch. If she thinks really really hard, she can remember when her father stood under that arch with her mother, and her sister.

Her real family. She was a baby in her father's arms, and he was giving a speech about how the moon was gracious and how it had saved her. How she was so close to death but the moon deemed her worthy to become a part of her. She was blessed with the spirit of the moon. A new memory.

It hurts her head to think of that. She looks around again, and wonders if she's finally died, and if this is what death will be like. Woods and clean air and warm feeling. A man is at the edge of the wood, watching her, and for some reason she smiles like she has never smiled before. Seeing this man is... it's like nothing she's ever felt before. It's love and happiness and hope and joy and she wants to see him. To see his eyes and to be held in his arms. He is hers, and she is his. They are one.

"I've been waiting for you. Forever it seems. But now I see you, and you see me." the man says, but she still can't see his face. He looks familiar. Like she just saw him.

"I've missed you, Celeste." the voice says quietly, and Levi nearly cries at those words. Instead she steps forward, and the man recedes in the shadows.

***

Levi shoots awake in bed and gasps for breath, sweat cascading down her face and arms. She's not in her bed, she's not in the pack house. She rolls from the bed she has been placed in. Her dress is gone, but she still wears her under things.

She stumbles from the room to come to a living room she hasn't seen in 4 years. Since Whiney died. She grew up here with a father and mother who loved her, just as her real parents had.

She stumbles down the hall and throws open the door to the bathroom, only to throw up before reaching the toilet. She rinses her mouth out in the sink and shakily reaches for some hand towels to wipe up her retching's.

It's a poor job, but she can't get her limbs to cooperate. She leans against the door frame and slides down to sit on the ground, her knees up to her chest, her elbows on her knees. The cold white tile stings her skin and chills her bones.

She rests her forehead on the heels of her hands and tries to breath. Her eyes sting and well up with tears.

She doesn't want to die. She's acted so flippant about it because if she's not scared to die, then no one else would be scared for her either, right? It would be easier for Marcus and Jeremy and the boys to just let her go, if she wasn't so scared. But when she lets herself think and ponder, it's terrifying.

She's going into the unknown. Who knows what will be there, what won't? Who knows what she'll face? Will it be like going to sleep forever? Will she dream, or will it all just be black and blank? Will she see her parents and her sister? Will her old pack be there? She's so scared and she's shaking and sobbing before she knows it.

'I'm so sorry.' Celeste says deep inside of her.

"Did you know him?" Levi asks, gasping for breath. She can't speak inside of her head, and talking out loud helps her catch her breath and stop the sobs.