A/N: Hey! Sorry, I had a bit of a writer's block but then I thought of a stupid idea that just kept growing into this and suddenly it wasn't so stupid. You guy's have been kept in the dark long enough that it's time to shed a little more light onto the situation. I hope you enjoy!


Lucy stared in horror and confusion. People were running through the halls in a panic, tapestries were burning and people were sleeping on the floor in puddles of red juice. She knew when people were scared, but what was there to be afraid of? Why was no one getting buckets of water to put the fires out?

Suddenly, someone grabbed Lucy's hand. She turned to look and felt relieved to see a tall woman with long blonde hair.

"Mama?" She asked and doe eyes looked back at her, filled with fear and urgency.

Lucy took a sharp intake of breathe as her eyes snapped open and she felt her back leave the blankets she was lying on. Her body was drenched in sweat and her heart beat erratically. She briefly wondered if she had cried out again like a few nights ago and held her breath, waiting for someone to come barging in.

She was relieved when no one did and exhaled quietly. She lifted her hand and felt her forehead, thinking about her dream deeply. All she could remember was her mother was in it this time, but she could never remember seeing that look on her face. Suddenly that dream flashed back into her mind and she wondered briefly if maybe that was a memory before shaking her head.

'No, that's ridiculous,' he chastised herself. 'Mom died from an illness, you know that.' She sighed as her heart finally calmed down, but she couldn't bring herself to go back to sleep, so she sat in the tent the pink haired man had exiled her to until further notice. Levy came to bring her food and talk with her on a regular basis, but it wasn't the same. Erza and Mirajane had been stationed outside her tent, taking separate shifts.

Lucy pulled her knees up to her face and rested her face on her knees. She had three days until Natsu's deadline. Three days to decide whether she wanted to tell them information they didn't need to know at all. Three days to decide if she trusted them. But after all this, why would she trust them? Why should she?

She stared at the shadows that flickered across her tent and wondered then why shouldn't she? They had shown no real hostility towards her. They could have just left her in the castle to be killed by Bora. They could have gone against Levy's wishes several times, but they chose to protect her.

"I know more about you than you know about yourself, that's for sure." She remembered Natsu saying and she clenched her fists into the blankets around her. What did he mean by that? He's keeping so many things from her she's not even sure she wants to put up a fight anymore. She can't leave with that nagging at the back of her mind. She has to know.

But her dreams had been getting more vivid over the past few days. They kept her from getting more than a few hours rest at night, and the next one seemed to be longer than the last, showing more and more of what was happening. It gave her enough to think about she wasn't sure she wanted to know yet.

With that thought, Lucy's eyes suddenly felt heavy and she was lulled back into her nightmares.

The tapestries were burning, the people were sleeping on the floor as the flames flickered in the puddles and someone was suddenly tugging on Lucy's hand.

The scene changed to where Lucy saw her father. He was kneeling in front of her. She remembered this, this was when her father had told her they were leaving. The man kneeled in front of her with a grave expression on his face.

"I hope you can forgive me someday, Lucy." He had said in a solemn tone and Lucy cocked her head in confusion as he raised shaky hands to her face.

"Lucy!" Someone shook the blonde girl awake to be met with the red haired general, a worried expression on her face. "What happened, are you alright?" The woman asked, kneeling on one knee. She dropped her arm to rest on her propped knee and the other to balance herself on the ground.

"What happened?" Lucy asked.

"You're crying." Erza stated, lifting an armored finer to swipe a tear away. Lucy raised her hands and felt the streams on her face. She raised her arms to wipe them away.

"It's nothing…" Lucy lied. To be honest, she didn't know why she was crying, maybe it was because her dream had had her father this time. Erza gave her a skeptical look before standing to her feet.

"Levy will be here soon with breakfast, I just thought I'd let you know. Mira is taking over, I have to train my division this morning. I will be back this afternoon." She informed the girl before walking out.

"Is she alright?" The silver haired general asked once Erza had emerged from inside the tent.

"Keep an eye on her, I think Levy's prediction may be right. I'll inform Natsu before heading out." She stated. Mira nodded in understanding, feeling concerned for the blonde girl trapped in the tent. She couldn't imagine the questions the girl must want answers to. Mira sighed and sat by the fire outside.

Erza followed her promise and stopped by Natsu's tent on the way out.

"Sir, would you step outside please? I have something to report." Erza requested. A few moments later the pink haired leader stepped outside and gave her a questioning look.

"What is it?" He asked. Erza relaxed slightly seeing his casual behavior and looked him in the eyes.

"It seems what Levy predicted is coming true." Erza stated and Natsu suddenly became more alert.

"Are you sure?" He asked. Erza nodded.

"Although it seems odd. They only occur when she's asleep. I think it's highly possible it was a more intensive spell than we originally thought. It didn't just erase her memories, it also erased any tie to them. It's possible from what you told us, her burns were received before she had been casted on. There for, the spell itself erased those temporarily as well, so she wouldn't remember accidentally." Erza theorized. Natsu crossed his arms and stared at the ground, troubled.

"Am I the only one you've shared this with?" Natsu asked.

"I told Mira that I believed she was starting to remember, but the rest has only been shared with you."

"Good, I'd rather keep this quiet until we know more. Everyone is under enough stress as it is and we have no idea how badly she could have been hurt. Keep me posted and you may as well tell Mira. She'll find out one way or another." Erza nodded in understanding and curtly bowed before walking away. Natsu sat and thought about Erza's theory a while longer before he furrowed his brows in slight frustration.

"Just what did you do lord Jude?" Natsu questioned himself silently. He had three days until he could find out for himself what she supposedly remembers.

Then maybe he'd have more answers.