"Steven?" Connie groaned as she reached over to an empty spot on her mattress beside her. She rubbed her eyes, sitting up
"Still dark, where could he be?" She felt a cold breeze shiver her bones with his hold.
"Hehe."
"Steven?" She rose out of their warm bed putting on a robe, before following the voice of her compliment. throughout their Empire city home.
"Who is he talking to at this time of night so adamantly?" She whispered in a bit of jealousy, each step bring her closer. She was surprised to see she was brought to the front door.
"Outside..?" Connie gripped the knob and was caught off gaurd at the sight
A vast beach shore at night stood before her, the sky was littered with stars and the waves were gently crashing. By the edge of the beach was Steven. The love of her and every other lives of hers. Still in his pajamas, his five o'clock shadow visible even now.
Besides him was a figure she only heard stories and tales about. Glowing in the color of her namesake, with curls undeniably recognizable; The infamous and legendary Pink Diamond or Rose quartz.
If you're rebellious.
She watched as he spoke a smile on his face, small but there.
"She's amazing mom. Everything I could dream of couldn't compare to her...She accepted me when I couldn't accept myself. Loved me when I couldn't love myself.. Helped me come to terms with you.. " Steven turned to the stars, with a wave of his finger realigned them to Connie's smiling face.
"She's everything... Kind of wished you could meet her..Even in here, in this dream, but I wouldn't want go disturb her." He stated with happy sigh.
Connie trembled in appreciation tears threatening to fall, when Rose turned to her.
Mother and Daughter gaze met. understanding , appreciation and love. For one man and each other.
"Thank you." Rose mouthed before Connie closed her eyes. A few second later to open them to a bright summer sun and a snoring man holding her tight.
She smiled before leaning her head onto his chest.
Feeling the love of both mother and son.
