So I saw Les Miserables yesterday. And when the song I dreamed a dream started this idea for a fic popped into my head. And it would not leave my head. So here it is.

I Dreamed a Dream

Two months. That was as long as we could deny our true feelings for each other.

"Link?" Zelda asked one night at dinner. "Could I ask you something?"

"Sure Zel." I responded. "What's up?"

"Do you think we could be, maybe, a little more than just friends? I only ask because I want to admit that I think I might be in love with you."

Naturally, I sat there gaping like a fish out of water. I took a sip of my drink, swallowed slowly, and then spoke.

"I love you too." I said, looking away. Of course she had to lean in, kissing me lightly. I inhaled sharply, my eyes wide. I eventually closed my eyes and kissed her back, enjoying the intoxicating feeling. I was the happiest I had ever felt.

We had finally admitted our true feelings, and we had been dating for 6 months on the surface when I came home, shaking the snow out of my hair.
"Zelda?" I yelled, closing the door behind me. "You here?" I knew something was amiss the second I went into the kitchen. The fire was out, the pots scattered. I whipped around, running down the hall to Zelda's room. I opened the door, and saw the carnage there. The bedspread was torn, the cupboard had been opened, and Zelda's clothes were all over the room. I grabbed my coat, sprinting outside to begin looking for her.

3 Years Later

I woke up to face another empty day. That was all I felt anymore, just empty. Without Zelda, my life was nothing. There was a time when our love was blind. I had dreamed of our life together, our love never dying. In that time, I was young. Unafraid. But fate was cruel. She had been taken from me. Our home was torn apart. My dream became only a source of shame that I had allowed myself to become that close to someone. Our time together had been endless wonder, discovering the surface together. She spent a summer by my side, but she was gone when winter came. I had sacrificed so much for her. Some days it seemed that she took my childhood, my innocence, in her stride.

I still dreamed that she would come to me, that we could spend the years together. But I knew that that could never be. I couldn't weather the storm alone. I needed her. I dreamed a dream that my life would be so different from the hell I was living. But life had killed the dream I dreamed.

I was sitting, staring blankly into the fire when I heard the door open. It's just Pipit. I thought. Checking up on me again

"I don't need a babysitter." I growled. "I'm a grown man."

"I'm not here to babysit." I heard a gentle voice say. Zelda's voice. I slowly turned around, and there she was. Skinnier, her hair ragged, but still Zelda.

"But…." I stammered. "How?"

"I was kidnapped." She said. "But I escaped. To come back to you."

She was back. The love of my life. My dream had come true.

(Sorry, I couldn't end it that angsty. Those kids need to be together!)