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Allie squeezed Johnny's hand drawing closer to him. She always got a bit nervous at the beginning, for the mist was thick and only seemed to clear with every step they took. It was cold as they walked, cool droplets of the early morning, raising goosebumps on her skin as the smell of freshly cut grass filled the air. If she had to liken this place to anything, it would probably be the gardens at the Dimera mansion, but there was a great difference, while the Dimera garden was filled was trees and flowers of all kinds, this place only had one.

The Tree was like a beacon, the only lit place in this gloomy space and she was always on edge until they reached it. It was so tall she didn't even think Daddy EJ could touch the branches and each leaf shone, sparkling like tiny lights to illuminate the way; and beneath it as always was Aunt Lexi.

Johnny took off running as soon as he saw her, pulling Allie along behind him.

"Aunt Lexi," they both called out as she scooped them up.

"I swear, every day you guys just get bigger and bigger and bigger."

"Allie is still taller than me. " Johnny said plaintively, a pout on his lips.

Allie simply shook her head at her brother, accustomed to the complaint. Johnny thought all boys should be taller than girls, just like Daddy EJ was taller than mommy.

"She takes after her dad."

"Lucas isn't tall." Allie shrugged because it was true, her dad was not that tall.

Aunt Lexi got a weird look on her face before she answered, "Right, but your dad is enormous and I bet you'll take after him Johnny."

She leaned down tickling both his arms, making him shriek with laughter, before turning her fingers to Allie too.

Once they had settled down from their play and snuggled into their aunt's warm arms, Allie asked, "Has Theo come today?"

Theo was the only other person who they knew had dreams of this place. When they were back in Salem, they had all talked about it at one of their play dates with Theo and Ciara. Ciara thought they were trying to exclude her or that they were each making it up, but they weren't. Theo could see his mom, even after she had gone away and so could Allie and Johnny sometimes, but it was only after Daddy EJ had gone away, too, that they started seeing Aunt Lexi every night.

"No," she finally answered, looking sad, even though she smiled, "he doesn't need to see me as often."

"So we need to see you?"

"Yep, just until we find you guys have your dad back."

Johnny's eyes opened as he awoke, looking over to his twin as her eyes, too, fluttered open. A single nod between them was all the confirmation they needed. This dream confirmed what he had to do, what they both had to do.

As Allie sat up, she simply asked, "Do you think Mom and Syd are up yet?"

Celeste had learned much about stealth in the years spent with Stefano and used every scrap of knowledge to her advantage now. She had arrived early to Swansea Marina hiding in the shadows, awaiting the captain. Celeste had encountered the man in her many travels. He was the captain on one cargo ship on which she had paid for travel. While they were at sea, she had sensed a storm coming, despite the promise of clear skies. Not warning the captain had never been a thought, and as such she had been revered by the crew (Seamen were a superstitious lot), as a witch and while she didn't particularly appreciated the moniker, it gave her a certain level of respect she could not argue with.

"Captain," she greeted the man, seemingly emerging from the dark.

The expletive he released nearly made Celeste laugh, but she kept her face impassive.

"Ma'am," the man pulled off his hat as he dipped his head.

"I'm most disappointed, Captain. I trusted you with my quarry and you promised me you would deliver him. Now you have come, but he is nowhere to be found."

"Ran into a spot of trouble ma'am, with 'er Majesty's Navy. Routine check, but they discovered your chap aboard."

"What happened?"

"We pretended he was a stowaway."

"To save your own hide," she hissed, "I paid you a King's ransom to have him delivered to Wales, not arrested by the Navy."

"He wasn't arrested. We made them think that we stopped in Syria and so that he had stowed away there."

"So they think he is a refugee," she shook her head in annoyance, "Where is he now?"

"Last we seen of him, Bremen."

"Germany?"

"Yes ma'am. They were going to take him in and deport him, but we convinced them he was probably going to Germany, anyway, so they were happy to make him them Germans problem, ma'am."

Celeste stepped forward, as she spoke, "Any harm comes to him, dahling, you will pay for it, dearly. Now tell me everything about where you left him."