A/N I thought exploring both viewpoints in this scene would be the best way. I still don't own Fairy Tail or the cover art. But Lucy's thoughts are mine. Thoughts? Questions? Comments? Complaints? Please review!

Lucy's Inspiration Song: Song of the Problematique by Muse

"The parts will fly away somewhere!"

"No…"

"Ain't there any other way?" Natsu's voice makes my heart flutter.

"I'll try…" I need to reassure my nakama. They all try so hard to help me, I need to help them.

"That way," I continue, "a lot of people will be able to wake up from 100 year sleeps, right? I may fly off somewhere… That's the only risk?! I'm a Fairy Tail wizard. I'm the daughter of Jude and Layla! I'm Michelle's big sister! I'll do it!"

I force the power through my body, not even sure what the hell I'm doing, but I can feel something hot and bubbling in my stomach expanding, suffusing my entire body in warmth. Like Natsu…

Suddenly I felt a presence beside me. "Nee-san," it whispered.

"Michelle."

"It's okay. I'm with you," she seemed to murmur in my ear.

"Yeah!" I replied, and forced harder on the magic. Light. And then.

Nothing.

Where am I? WHAT am I?

Who am I?

Am I, I?

I must be I. I am a being. I am alive.

Alive. I draw a shuddering breath. Breathing. I am breathing because I am alive.

Is this life? There's nothing but light. No motion, no feeling, no heaviness. I am light. I am freedom.

But this cannot be all I am. I am alive. That word. It means more than this existence. It means something else, some deeper feeling. Feelings… emotions. Love. Hate. Anger. Fear. Longing. Dread. Love. That word again. Love. Warmth. Love means warmth means joy means fear means longing means passion means LIFE.

I…what is this new feeling? Movement. Rushing air. Weight returning. I feel something tight squeezing my essence….skin. That's the word for this tightness, this heaviness. Skin. I feel it confining me, holding me in. But also protecting me. I am falling. That is the air feel. I am falling through the night sky. I can feel the earth approaching. My skin will not protect me forever.

"Lucy. Where's Lucy?"

A voice in the light. Who is that voice? Who is Lucy?

Another shuddering breath, a flutter to my heartbeat. That voice. It makes me feel… Am I Lucy?

The thought settles itself, thrumming through my veins. Lucy. Lucy. Lucy. Lucy. The name beats in time with my heart.

Yes. I am Lucy. Someone is looking for me.

"Lucy's scent! I'm sure of it."

That voice again. It shivers over my skin. It sounds like cinnamon. I know that voice. I know these feelings the voice creates. Natsu. Yes. That's the name of the voice owner. Natsu. My pink-haired dragon slayer. My friend. My partner. My nakama.

I love him.

How had I forgotten that? How could I forget my dragon-prince, the one who always saves me? Saves me…rescuing people, other nakama…Fairy Tail. I must save Fairy Tail! I must save my nakama! No…that does not feel right within my skin. No I SAVED my nakama already. A clock. There was a clock and my nakama and my dragon-prince. I had to save him. To save them. For all the times they have saved me, I needed to save them, too. But where are they? Why can't I see them?

See…eyes. I can open my eyes. I can view the world around me through them, experience love with them. Eyes…

I open my eyes. Below I see a figure running frantically, chasing me as I fall. Pink-hair. Natsu? Yes. Natsu. My dragon-prince. Always to my rescue. Water fills my eyes. Tears? Yes. That is what this water is called. I am crying. Why?

I watch him stumble, fall, get back up. I know he will catch me. He always does. Always. Why am I crying? Because just this once I was able to catch him when he fell. Just this once I was able to save him. I was able to take what small powers I have and use them and save him. Save them all. But save him.

The ground is closer now. I can feel its weight pulling on my skin, tugging me down toward it. I'm close, so close. But I know he is there. I know he will catch me. I can feel the earth pulling on my skin, pulling me down; I can feel him pulling on my skin, pulling me close.

Earth's gravity may weight me down, but love's gravity makes me fly.

Arms around me. I'm in his arms. Safe in his arms.

We tumble to the ground. I am pillowed on his back.

He is safe. He is alive. I am with him.

I smile down at him, my heart transparent on my face, my love a signal fire for all to see. Safe. My dragon-prince. My partner. My friend. My nakama. My love. My Natsu. Safe.