A/N: Chapter 11! R&R! Enjoy

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Lucy's POV:

Where am I?

Why am I in such a dark place? Is anyone there?

What happened to me? I feel weak and I can't move my body.

I don't know what's happening. Someone please help.

Anyone…

"You don't have to be afraid."

Who said that? Where is he? And why does his voice sound like déjà vu? "Who's there?"

"Someone familiar to you."

"I don't know who you are, so how could you be familiar to me? And why is it so dark?"

"Open your eyes, Lucy."

How does he know my name? And open my eyes? Aren't my eyes open? What's going on?

*Chuckle* "You're as stubborn as always. Why don't you just trust me and open your eyes, Lucy."

I'm scared. What if the person in front of me is scary? And why does this feel like déjà vu?

*Giggles* "You're really cracking me up. I promise you that I am not scary, and if you open your eyes, I'll explain why this feels like déjà vu. So, Luce…"

When this person called me Luce, I couldn't help but be curious as to who he was. No one else calls me Luce besides Natsu, but I knew from this guy's voice that it wasn't him. Why did he call me that?

I summoned up courage and opened my eyes. When I did, I was a little shocked at what I saw. "You're…you're a—"

"A child. I know." Then the child chuckled. "This really is déjà vu. Can't you think of anything original when you see me, or am I going to get the same response from you all the time?" the boy asked.

I didn't know how to respond because I didn't know exactly what he was talking about. He seemed familiar with me, but I would have remembered seeing such a beautiful child. He was strawberry blonde, with big onyx eyes…eyes that were too big for his face, but it made him look so beautiful. He couldn't be more than seven, yet he seemed so mature. I know I've never seen him before, but his grin was familiar to me. It reminded me of Natsu's. Just who was this boy?

The boy laughed. I looked at him in confusion. "Just what's so funny?" I asked.

"You are," he said. He calmed down and looked me right in the eyes. "I guess you can't be original after all."

"What are you talking about?" I asked. What the hell was he talking about original?

"You said almost the same things about me when we first met. I guess you can't help being original, since to you this is the first time we're meeting."

My eyes grew wide. "What are you talking about? We've met before?" I asked.

The boy nodded, but I would have remembered meeting him. "No you wouldn't have. I erased your memory of me."

I just stared at him, shocked and very confused. "So…we met before?" I asked. The boy nodded. "Then who are you and why did you erase my memory of you?"

The boy's face got serious, all trace of laughter gone. He looked at me like what he was about to say was important, and I couldn't help but pay close attention to his explanation. He sighed. "I entered your dreams once before for two reasons."

"What reasons were they?" I asked.

He grinned a little and said, "Because I wanted to meet you and actually talk to you. I needed to meet you." His grin and his eyes saddened a little bit, which took me aback. "And the other reason was to confirm something."

"What did you want to confirm?"

His smirk grew and the sadness that was in his eyes vanished and was replaced with menace, like a child who was about to pull a prank. "I can't tell you that," was his reply.

I got annoyed. "You told me that you were going to tell me why this was a déjà vu and now you're holding info back? That's not fair!" I shouted. What a brat! He probably never got a scolding in his life, which is why he acted conceded.

He chuckled wickedly. "Haven't you ever heard that life isn't fair? Besides, that's not important and the last time we met, I didn't tell you what I wanted to confirm either, so you didn't miss any info."

What a brat! Talking to me like a child. Ooo….I ought to—

"Scold me?" the boy guessed.

I scrunched my face and folded my arms in annoyance and he just laughed. "I don't think I'm so funny," I said, really annoyed.

"I'm sorry, Luce. It's just so funny teasing you. You have no idea how good it feels to do something like this with you. It feels like the first time."

He continued to laugh, but I could hear the sincerity in his voice. He sounded like he's waited forever to just laugh at me…or with me. Either way, for some reason, his longing warmed my heart. Even if he's a brat, I couldn't stay angry with him. He really reminded me of Natsu.

Speaking of Natsu…didn't that boy call me Luce again? Why was he calling me that?

Reading my mind, his grin disappeared and he put on a serious mask. He stared at me and even his eyes got a little cold. I didn't know why he suddenly changed and I didn't like the change in the atmosphere. Where was the brat from earlier? This kid in front of me now meant business. Fun and games were over. "What's wrong? Why the sudden change?" I asked.

"I need to tell you a few more things," he said. I braced myself for whatever it was. He didn't look away from me, but continued to stare into my eyes. "I also entered your dreams last time to tell you that I was your protector."

"You? My protector? But you're a child. If anything, don't you need protecting?" I asked. How was this little runt my protector?

Still, there was no laughter. He just stared at me with those cold eyes.

"I may appear before you as a child Lucy, but I can assure you that I am capable of protecting you if it's the last thing I do," he said seriously. "The last time we met, you were shocked to hear that I was your protector as well. I get it, but don't be fooled so easily."

"What do you mean fooled?" I was confused and a little rattled by him. He was too mature for me. A seven year old…

"I mean don't judge a book by reality."

"Don't you mean don't judge a book by its cover? I think that's how the saying goes."

The boy just shook his head, still gazing at me with those eyes. "No, I mean what I said. Reality can be weird. Things you think you know, you don't. And things you swear can't be, is."

I stared at him baffled. "Okay, kid. You're racking my brain. What are you talking about? I don't understand. You're speaking in tongues."

For the first time in a while, amusement appeared in his eyes, but his face was still serious. He folded his arms and said, "All I'm saying is that there are things in this world that would be hard to explain because they go against what should be real. If I were to tell you that me and you are a lot closer than you think, you probably wouldn't believe me, right?"

I shrugged. "I guess I wouldn't."

"And why is that?" he asked me.

"Because I've never seen you before, regardless of the fact that you told me that we've met before. You said it yourself, this is a dream, so for all I know you're not even real."

The boy smirked a little, a small mischievous grin and said, "That's exactly what I mean. You judge everything on what has to be real, even when it challenges reality."

"So what you're saying is that you're a real little boy that I know, and that me and your relationship is deeper than what I see?"

"More or less," the boy nodded. There was no way that what he was saying was the truth. All of this seemed unreal anyway. "See, there you go again saying that it's unreal."

"Then what is it suppose to be? Am I supposed to just trust you?"

His amusement left his eyes as he stared at me. "It's good that you don't trust me. Trusting people so easily is dangerous anyway, and it makes my job as your protector harder. I told you this when we first met too."

"What, you're saying that I shouldn't trust you?"

"No, I'm just saying not to trust people so easily."

"If you're my 'protector', shouldn't you tell me who I should and shouldn't trust?" I couldn't believe that we were having this petty argument, but this kid was running me in circles. First he tells me to trust him, and then he tells me not to trust him. He says that he's my protector, but yet he teases me and makes me feel like I need protecting from him. I have no idea what this kid is talking about, and it's about damn time that he comes straight with me.

"Who am I, your magic mirror? It's not my job to baby you and point out who the bad guy is and who the good guy is. It's called proper judgment, and that's something you're gonna have to learn on your own. My job is to protect you when you make a bad judgment, so that way you won't die, or worse, end up in the hands of the enemy."

That's it…this brat is too much! I looked at him with my death glare from hell, a stare I picked up from Erza. I needed him to know that he couldn't just speak to people in anyway he deemed fit. He was a little kid for Mavis's sake. He needs to learn respect for his elders. "You know what kid, you have a lot of nerves talking to me like I'm some kind of imbecile. You need to learn how to talk to your seniors better. If I were your mother, you'd get such a punishment, you'd beg for forgiveness—"

"Then punish me. You have the right, but right now there are more pressing matters than how I talk to you. I don't have a lot of time in this form and there are still things I'd like to tell you while we're still alone."

What was this brat talking about, and how dare he cut me off? And what did he mean by this form? What did he mean by 'while we're still alone'? This kid really pisses me off. "What are you talking about? What pressing matters? And what the hell do you mean by 'then punish me, you have the right'? I'm not your mother, but she should be more strict with you." I looked at him sternly, waiting for him to answer me. His face went from serious, to gentle, and then I saw sadness in his eyes. He sighed, closed his eyes and crossed his arms. I was confused about his sudden change, again, and for some reason I was concerned. "Now what's wrong? Kid you're really confusing me," but he just stayed silent with his eyes closed. Did I say something to upset him? I didn't know, but he wasn't moving. He was so stubborn. I crossed my arms again, and closed my eyes just as stubbornly. "For some big time protector, you sure can act childish you know," I said. "I guess it can't be helped since you're a child and all."

"I'm not childish. I'm just waiting for the other shoe to drop," he said.

I took a peek to see if he moved, but he still had his arms crossed and eyes closed. Damn this kid. "What other shoe?" I asked. There was silence. I took another peek, and he still didn't move. This kid was frustrating. "Hey kid, you know you've got some—"

"Luce…please. I don't have a lot of time in this form, so hurry up and let the other shoe drop."

My eyes grew wide. The way he said my name just then sent shivers down my spine with familiarity. It was like Natsu begging for something he really wanted, and I didn't like it being used the same way, even if he is a kid. I turned my face, feeling it get redder and not wanting him to see me blush. I placed my hands on my stomach and rubbed soothing circles. I didn't know why exactly, but it was something that I needed to do for some reason. This kid calling me Luce…I didn't feel upset, but it felt rather strange. Since I couldn't figure out why, I'd just rather him not do it. "Please, stop calling me that so casually," I said calmly.

"Why? Because only Natsu can call you that?" he said, just as calm.

"No, but it's like a family name. Only those apart of that family [A/N: Fairy Tail] can call me that."

"But he's the only one who calls you that. And besides, I'm family, right?"

I turned my head to him, confused. He still hasn't moved from his pose, which showed me just how stubborn he was. I couldn't help but smile. He reminded me of myself. I could be so stubborn, but his teasing side was nothing like me. It almost reminded me of Natsu. But what did that mean? And what did he mean when he said that he was family too? How could that be? This kid was so confusi…

…

'Then punish me. You have the right—'

'Because I wanted to meet you and actually talk to you—'

'You have no idea how good it feels to do something like this with you. It feels like the first time—'

'I mean don't judge a book by reality—'

'If I were to tell you that me and you are a lot closer than you think, you probably wouldn't believe me, right—'

'Reality can be weird. Things you think you know, you don't. And things you swear can't be, is—'

'I'm just waiting for the other shoe to drop—'

'Luce…please—'

'And besides, I'm family, right—'

…

No way…

My eyes were huge, shocked open. I couldn't help but stare at him. How could I not see it…?

The blonde hair like me, but spiked everywhere like him. The 'too big' eyes from me, but the onyx color from him. His stubbornness from me, but his teasing nature…

And that grin from him.

Without my consent, tears flooded down my face as I looked at my little boy. "No way," I whispered.

He finally took a peek to see what I was up too, but when he did, he saw my big teary eyes, my flushed red cheeks, and my gaped mouth. He unfolded his arms and looked at me with worry. "Lucy, are you okay?" he asked while taking a step closer to me.

I took a step back, not so sure how to deal with this. He paused in his steps and just gazed at me, worry burning his face. How much more mature can this little kid get? Any more, and he would have permanent worry lines between his brows, and then the girls wouldn't think he's so handsome. But what the hell was I thinking at a time like this!?

"You're…" How can I ask him?

His eyes grew a little bigger and he looked at me like he was pressing for me to say more. "I'm…" he said.

I cleared my throat and tried to muster up some courage. This wasn't as big of a deal as I was making it, and if what this little boy was saying is true, then he didn't have a lot of time for me to be a coward. "You're… you're my…" I just couldn't say it, so I looked down at my belly and placed my hands on my stomach. Then I looked at the boy with a fresh new batch of tears rolling down my face.

His eyes grew as he finally realized what I was getting at. For a moment, we just stared at each other, but then he sighed and looked at me with a loving gaze. "Took you long enough to fig—"

I didn't even hear him say the rest as I rushed to him, picked him up and crushed him to my chest. "You're mine and Natsu's baby, aren't you?" I cried. I couldn't help the overflowing emotions coming out of me. Here I was hugging my own child! Who would have believed that?

I squeezed him to me, crying in his hair as I took a whiff. I couldn't believe that this boy was my son. His arms hugged me back and he buried his head on my shoulder, and I squeezed a little tighter. This was too weird, but it felt right.

After a moment of hugging, I kneelt to the floor and let go of him, but he took my hands in his. I couldn't stop crying, which was blurring my vision of him as I got the chance to see him up close and personal. Wow…I couldn't believe how much he looked like me, but there was some Natsu in there too. We just stared at each other, me crying like a baby and him smiling like a goof.

"I still can't believe this is real," I said in between sobs.

He took one of his hands from mine and wiped at my tears. "I told you to stop judging a book by reality. I know to you this is unreal, but it can be explained," he said.

"Then hurry up and explain it to me so I can understand." I wanted to know how this could be possible. How in the hell could I be here talking to my unborn child? Inside my dream at that.

"Later. I'm running out of time in this form. I promise I will explain everything later."

"What do you mean you're running out of time?" I asked. I finally calmed myself down and stopped the tears from rolling, but I was still very confused. "You keep saying that you're running out of time. What's going on?"

"Look, that's not important right now. What's important is that—Owww!"

I was tired of the run around, so as a mother, I decided to get the information I was seeking out of my child…by pinching the hell out of his cheeks and speaking in a demonic voice. "What the hell do you mean it's not important? When I ask you a question, I expect an answer, got it?"

When I felt a slight hesitation on his part, I pinched and stretched harder until, "Owww…okay, okay, okay!" Then I let his skin slip through my hands and waited until he was finished soothing his bruise to continue talking. "Geez, the minute you realize you're my mother, you start abusing me."

"Well, you were being a pain this whole time, so… Now, first, before you tell me anything else…can I ask you one thing?" He was still rubbing his cheeks when he nodded. I found him really cute. "What's you're name? I know it might be weird of me asking you this, but I presume you have one, since you're already at this age."

I was a little nervous to hear what his name was, hoping that it wasn't something really stupid. He caught on to my thinking and laughed. "No, you don't have to worry. You didn't name me anything stupid." I thanked Mavis for that. "I told you my name last time, but this time I want you to actually think hard about it. You've always wanted to name your kids after the sky, and you wanted your first son to be named close to a god. It's not that hard to figure out, Luce." I winced at him calling me Luce. I guess he wasn't comfortable calling me his mom yet. He shook his head. "You have no idea how good it would feel to call you Mom, but I don't want to make you uncomfortable. But don't worry, I'll get there one day, just wait for me," he said and then he smiled. Gosh he looked so much like Natsu with that smile and it distracted me from thinking about what I wanted to name my kids.

Now, my first son is named after something dealing with the sky and god…maybe he is named after a celestial being? But they weren't gods. Sky…and god…

Then I had a thought that brought a smile to my face. "Knowing me, your name is pretty easy to guess with those clues. I named you Tenjin, didn't I?" I asked.

He nodded his head. "How did you guess?" he asked.

I closed my eyes and shook my head. This was too weird, but a good weird. When I opened my eyes, tears rolled down my face.

He looked a little confused and caressed my cheeks with his free hand. "Lucy?" he asked out of concern.

I just smiled and placed my hand over his hand that was on my face, and held it to me.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

I nodded. "It's just I can't believe you're my Tenjin," I said.

"How did you guess my name?" he asked me again.

"Well, think about it. I wouldn't name you after someone, and I wouldn't name you something so complex. Ten- for sky and -jin for god. Pretty easy."

Tenjin laughed and nodded his head in agreement. "I guess I gave you too much of a hint for you to figure it out so easily."

"No, I just know me," I replied back with a smile, and he smiled back. He looked so much like Natsu when he smiled that it almost hurt to watch. My smile soon faded and I realized that I needed answers from him to figure out what was going on. "Now that I got that out the way, why do you keep saying you're running out of time?"

Tenjin sighed and looked at me with serious eyes. "Lucy, this isn't my true form. Actually, I only appeared in front of you as a child so that you'd listen to me and wouldn't get scared of me. Right now, you're being transported somewhere far away."

My heart skipped in my throat at the news of me being taken away somewhere far. "What do you mean, Tenjin? Where's Loke?"

"He's not with you. Like I said last time, his spiritual energy is being depleted the longer he stays here on Earthland, so he won't be able to protect you for long. He was left behind, but he's safe."

"How do you know he's safe? What's going on?" I started to panic. Loke wasn't with me and anything could have happened to him. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if anything were to happen to one of my spirits, but most of all Loke. "Okay, I need to wake up and go find him. Please, show me how to wake up." I got off my knees and walked away from Tenjin, looking around for an exit. I needed to find Loke. He must be worried about me and I needed to let him know that I was safe.

Tenjin walked up to me and took my hand in his. "Lucy, you'll wake up soon, but there's no way you can go back to Loke."

I looked down at the little boy and panic was fresh on my face. "What do you mean I can't go back?"

Tenjin sighed and looked away from me. It looked like he was staring at something far away, but when I looked all I could see was darkness. Then he looked me straight in the face. "We've run out of time. I promise everything will be explained to you. I just wanted to tell you that when you wake up, don't be afraid of the people who kidnapped you."

"What!? Kidnapped! I was kidnaped? And on top of that, you're telling me not to be afraid of my abductors? Are you insane!" I yelled. "Are you really my son? Because if you are then why are you saying such things? What the crap!" I continued to panic, but I hesitated a little when I looked down at Tenjin. His eyes were a little sad after I said what I did. Did I offend him? His eyes were pulling at my heartstrings and I couldn't help but bend down and hug him.

I must have caught him by surprise because he flinched in my arms, but then he melted in my hug and hugged me back. "I wish I could hug you forever," he whispered.

His statement was a little sad, so I hugged him tighter to make him feel better. "Don't worry, when you're born I'll hug you all the time."

After a moment, he pulled away, took my hands and gazed at me. "You're waking up. Can you feel it?" he asked.

I did feel a little hazy, and light headed. I guess those were the symptoms for me waking up. "I think so. Wait, what will happen to me when I wake up? Will you erase my memories again? I don't want you too. Granted, it's weird knowing my own child before you're born, but I don't want to forget you."

He stared at me and then he smiled his father's grin. He placed a hand on my cheek and rubbed it soothingly. "Not this time. I don't want you to forget me either. And it's important that you remember me. Luce, please trust me when I tell you to not fear the people you will meet soon. Believe it or not, they are your only hope of surviving the enemy. I know I'm asking a lot from you, but you are my mother, and I would never put your live…" then he looked down at my stomach and placed a hand on it. His touch was very light and gentle. "Nor mine in jeopardy." Then he removed his hand and his face had a small trace of sadness and anger, but it was gone with a blink of an eye, as if it never happened.

I thought for a moment, feeling hazy, and then I decided to trust my child. There would be no reason for him to put our lives in jeopardy, so I would listen to him. He looked at me, waiting for my answer, and I nodded. "Okay. And if anything happens to me, I'll always remember this and scold you in the future for it," I said with a wicked grin.

He smiled at me and laughed a little. "Deal. Now, as much as I want you all to myself, you have to go." He let go of my hand and walked backwards away from me.

All of a sudden, I felt lonely and I wanted to run and hug him one more time, but the haze was really heavy and things started to get blurry. "Tenjin…" I reached out my hand to try and grab him, but he was too far.

"It's okay…I'll see you soon, Mom. It's time to wake up."

I didn't know if it was the haze, but something trickled down my face like teardrops and then everything went black…

A/N: This is a big deal now that Lucy knows about her own son. Things are going to heat up from now on. Wait til chapter 13 and 14 come out. I might make some toupees explode of yall heads! R&R.