A/N: So far, these are all so much shorter than I expected… I actually kind of like this one, though.
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Baz:
My nightmares have been the same for years.
I see my mother, and a room full of vampires. I feel a sharp pain in my neck, and then everything is fire and heat, and then darkness.
I see Snow. I bite him, or he slices my head off with that sword of his, or he goes off and the world explodes, or the forest burns around us and we die during our first and only kiss.
My mother comes back to destroy the monster that I've become. I don't fight.
I wake up in a cold sweat, but I don't panic. I'm used to these visions. The only one that has changed over the course of several years is the last one with Simon. He's lying here with me, though, arm draped over my chest. He's alive, and I'm alive (in a way), and that's more than I could have hoped for.
Simon:
Ebb is on the floor, her hair soaked red. The Mage is collapsed in an unnatural position, not moving. Not breathing. There's shattered glass everywhere, and I slice my hand open, but I barely notice it. I can hear Penny and Baz somewhere, talking, screaming. I whisper every healing spell I can think of, but my magic is gone. I can't save them. The only remnants are wings, a tail, and a corpse that I can still feel the weight of falling on me.
I wake up screaming, and my wings jolt and knock Baz out of the bed. He just climbs back up and whispers to me while I cry. He tells me it's okay. I know it's not, and maybe it never will be. I think he knows it, too. He says it anyways.
Agatha:
I'm dragged kicking and screaming back into the Chapel. I don't have my wand, and Simon never comes to save me. Somehow I know that he's dead at Baz's hands. I die in Ebb's place, the tower hides my body, and nobody ever knows what happened. The Mage continues his reign and goes more and more insane. It never ends.
I wake up with the sun shining on my face and my Normal boyfriend lying next to me. I thankfully remember my wand lying unused thousands of miles away. I reach for my mobile, wanting to make sure everyone back home is still okay. I can't. I drop it, roll over, and go back to sleep.
Penelope:
I can't undo my spell, and I'm stuck possessing a damn dog for the rest of my life. I can't spit the words out, and Simon dies instead of the Mage. Baz kills him, and then goes on a rampage and kills half the school, too. I'm left alive to watch the carnage. It's my fault.
I numbly roll out of bed and get dressed, and walk to the kitchen. Baz is calmly making breakfast, and Simon is standing behind him, safe and sound, arms wrapped around his waist. They hear me, turn, and smile. I breathe.