Prompt: Dreams

Pairing: Caspian/Susan

Word Counting: 362
Warnings: Het; Introspective.. unbeta-ed
Warning the second: The bunny wouldn't let go even after I gave it away on susancaspian LJ… so I wrote a little something… but I'm still waiting for jeedai's view on my idea…

Disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue!

She started dreaming on a night like any other. She dreamt of wars, rainforests and talking animals, but mostly Susan dreamt of brown eyes and olive skin. And she woke up with her heart aching and tears in her eyes. It has been nine months and ten days since she came back from Narnia and she was finally getting used to being in England again.

When night fell the dreams came over again, stronger this time and all day long she fought to hide her tears.

And as the months passed she kept dreaming of brown eyes and olive skin and courage like no other and she kept hiding her tears and hiding herself when she wasn't able to. On the outside she was the same, if not a little pale, but on the inside she felt old and tired. Tired of the dreams, of the nights awake mulling over them and tired of those mysterious brown eyes and olive skin and heartbreak and tears.

Suddenly, on a day like any day she was back home, after a year of feeling empty and tired of her long/short life. And she learned that nothing was the same and everyone she met a lifetime ago was dead. And she wept for the faces she'd never see again.

On her first night home the dreams came stronger. She still dreamt of those ridiculous dark eyes and olive skin and a soft voice with a strong accent. And she woke up crying, with the whisper of his name on her lips.

And them she finally met him, and fought alongside him while she fought her growing attraction to him.

Then the dreams stopped as suddenly as they started and she stopped fighting her feelings. Things got easer then; and more difficult at the same time, because the war was won and she was told she had to go back to England – not home, never home – and that she'd never come back.

She kissed him the first – and last - time and cried as she crossed the portal with her siblings.

And she spent the rest of her life dreaming of brown eyes and a single kiss.