Hello everyone, just a little Drabble to get me back on track :D hope you like
She knows that she is dreaming.
She knows because she is standing inside his cage. Inside that horrible museum before he'd escaped.
Everything is unreal.
She knows that she is dreaming.
So she is not afraid. She doesn't worry about meeting his gaze.
He's sitting there, watching her intently, his eyes sharp, analyzing.
She's surprised at how accurate her dreams were. She even felt the same chill his gaze brought her in reality.
She knows that she is dreaming.
So she doesn't have to worry about the guards, or her precious 'Eff Bee Eye'
He hasn't spoken. He just watches, waiting with inhuman patience.
She knows that she is dreaming.
So it's ok for her to move closer, to place a hand on his cheek, to kiss him.
Its okay for her to accept his embrace as he rises from his chair.
Its okay for her to revel in the strength he enfolds her in, to enjoy the fire and thrill of his kiss.
She knows that she is dreaming, so it is okay for her to tell him that she loves him.
She knows that she is dreaming.
…But it's a good dream…