I was able to get this chapter up quicker than I thought. Without further ado, FNAF readers can finally learn which ghost kid is possessing Freddy Fazbear. I've always thought of the Puppet as some kind of Keeper of Souls. Just my opinion, though. Please enjoy!

It was the same dream all over again. How long was she going to keep on remembering? The dream never changes. Katrina was still standing in the middle of a road, surrounded with nothing but pitch blackness in the background. And there before her was the roaring fire that always taunted her. Staring regretfully into the flames, it left Katrina feeling empty. The old temptation to enter the fire was still there… Perhaps going into the fire was her only chance for redemption…And the only way to reunite with her parents. But no matter how long she stared into the blazing inferno, Katrina couldn't muster up the courage to go through with it. Maybe this wasn't what she really wanted. Or maybe she would never find forgiveness. She failed to help her parents…and now she had to live with that failure.

Suddenly her dark and bleak world started to change all around her… It all happened without warning. Katrina found herself being thrust into a new world. A world not of her own making. Everywhere around her was white and bright, it was misty as far as the eye can see, making it difficult for Katrina to see far away. In confusion, Katrina looked around her strange environment and wondered where she was. Whatever this place was, it felt surprisingly warm and the shining white light felt comforting on her face. Another thing Katrina noticed was that she was wearing her royal-purple dress and mary-janes shoes. It was so peaceful here…was it possible that she was in heaven?

"Katrina…" A familiar soft voice called to her from somewhere behind her. When Katrina turned around toward the sound of the voice, she saw something moving toward her. She couldn't make it out at first until it started to take shape. She recognized it as the silhouette of a figure with bear-ears and wearing a top-hat. There was only one person in the world that had wiggling bear ears like that.

"Freddy?" Katrina called to him. She was feeling better knowing she wasn't alone here. Katrina hurried to meet him.

But she wasn't greeted by an animatronic bear. Stepping out from the misty shadows was a boy she's never seen before. She stopped and stared as this strange boy grinned at the sight of her. He was a handsome boy with light-brown hair and sky-blue eyes; dressed smartly in a brown tux and pants, and he too wore a fancy black top-hat and bow-tie. Katrina watched as this mysterious boy approached her. She didn't know him, but he definitely knew her.

"Finally we meet," the boy said happily. When he saw Katrina staring at him, he let out a laugh. "What's wrong, Katrina? Haven't you figured out who I am yet?" To show her, he removed his top-hat and bowed gentlemanly before her.

Katrina realized who he was. She couldn't believe it. Could he be? "You're Freddy?" Katrina whispered.

The boy took her hand and introduced himself. "My real name is Bernard Walcott." He brought Katrina's hand up to his cheek and reveled in feeling the warmth of her skin and smelling her sweet intoxicating perfume.

"Bernard…," Katrina repeated. "That's a pretty strong name. Are you…real?" she asked him. "Are you really here with me? Or is this just a dream?"

"If this is a dream, do me a favor and don't wake up yet, okay?" Bernard smiled lovingly into her eyes. "The truth is I got the Puppet to bring out my soul so that I could see you. My ghost is visiting you in your dreams. And I did it all for you, Katrina. I wanted to see you…"

But most of all, in this beautiful world that he created for him and Katrina; there was no animatronic suit between them. Here he was a perfectly normal boy and she a perfectly normal girl. At last he could be himself and not have to take on the role of a star attraction. And now that he was finally here with her as a boy, he could finally do all things he couldn't do as an animatronic. Without further ado, Bernard reached up into his top-hat and surprised her with the white lily that he'd given to her. Katrina gazed in wonder at the lovely flower in her hand, but nothing amazed her more than the boy before her.

"Is it everything you've ever dreamed?" Bernard asked her, his eyes twinkling at her awestruck expression. "I can give you all the things you deserve." Bernard got down on one knee and reached into his tux pocket to pull out a fancy box with a gemstone bracelet in it. "Would you like jewelry?" Katrina covered her mouth and could hardly contain her delight. Grinning at her joy, Bernard wasn't done yet. "Perhaps you'd prefer chocolates? With that, Bernard held up his other hand and presented her with a heart-shaped box of chocolates.

"Take it easy or you'll make me swoon!" Katrina teased with her hands placed on her heart. Then smiling fondly at him, Katrina didn't want jewels or candy. "All I want is you," she told him. Casting all the gifts aside, Bernard leaped to his feet and swept the laughing Katrina into his arms and happily swung her around.

"Now I can really show you my dance moves…" Bernard said with a wry smile at her.

With that, Bernard took Katrina's hand and placed it on his shoulder while his other hand wrapped around her waist and pulled her close to him. There he guided Katrina into a slow-dance and he showed her the steps he taught her before. Together they danced among the swirling white mist with them being the only inhabitants of this warm shiny world. As Katrina moved with him, she had a lot of questions she wanted to ask him but didn't know where to start. She was in the arms of the ghost boy who'd been possessing Freddy Fazbear. He wasn't exactly a stranger to her, but she didn't know what to say to him. Bernard looked down and saw Katrina avoiding his eyes and blushing.

"You're awfully quiet. Is everything okay, Katrina?" Bernard said, studying her with his gentle blue eyes. "Aren't you glad to see me?" He brushed aside her bangs so that he could look into her pretty face.

"Of course I am," Katrina said breathlessly. She couldn't stop gazing into Bernard's cute freckled face while feeling the wild pounding of her heart. He had the nicest smile, she noticed. It sent shivers through her, leaving her overwhelmed with tender emotions. Katrina's never felt this way about anyone before…

"This place…," Katrina's eyes traveled around the misty white world but couldn't see anything out there. "Did you create this world? Is this…your idea of heaven?"

"I created a beautiful haven for us. A place where you can feel safe," Bernard explained to her. His voice was strong and comforting. The same voice she heard outside the girls' bathroom. "You have no idea how much I wanted this. I've wanted to hold you in my arms just like this, Katrina. That's my idea of heaven."

"That's so sweet," Katrina remarked. As Bernard stepped back to twirl her; it tickled Katrina's heart as she gracefully whirled around before being pulled back into Bernard's arms. After thinking for a moment, Katrina began to wonder something. "Fred…erm…I mean Bernard…Do you think you'll go to heaven?"

Bernard didn't answer right away. "I'm not sure…," he admitted. "I like to think that when all of this is over, we'll go somewhere where we can have peace again. I became a ghost because I refused to leave my friends behind…" Bernard closed his eyes and tried not to remember his own murder. He didn't come here to open up old wounds.

"Does it hurt?" Katrina asked him so suddenly that he didn't understand the question at first. "Not to sound insensitive, but what's it like to die? Did you feel a lot of pain?" When she looked up and noticed Bernard's unsmiling face, she quickly regretted it. "Never-mind, you don't have to answer that."

"No, it's okay. I'll tell you," Bernard said solemnly. He took a deep breath and tried to find the best words to describe it to someone like her. "It's like falling into a deep sleep. You don't feel pain anymore. Then you see a light coming to greet you…" But Bernard frowned darkly. "However, not all ghosts choose to go to the light. Sometimes they're too scared, or it's because they don't know that they're dead…or maybe they're not ready."

Katrina nodded while spinning around with her dance partner. "What about you, Bernard? Were you not ready?" she asked him.

"No I wasn't," Bernard said with no hesitation. He stopped dancing and gazed down into Katrina's eyes with a serious expression. "I didn't want to die, Katrina. I couldn't move on…" She stared back at him with her eyes watering. Seeing that she was about to cry, Bernard hastily reached out to wipe her teary eyes. "Hey now, don't be upset Katrina. I didn't come here to talk about sad stuff."

"You're right," Katrina agreed. She dried her eyes and got a hold of her emotions. "I'm sorry. It's just…I wish I could help you." There she reached up to playfully straighten Bernard's bow-tie for him.

"But you have helped me…," Bernard assured her. "Thanks to you, I'm back to being the lovable jolly old teddy bear that all kids love. If it wasn't for you, I'd still be feeling sorry for myself. I'll never forget what you did for me, Katrina. You made me want to change my ways…"

Katrina wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. She felt Bernard place his hands on her waist and return the embrace. He felt so real, like he really was here with her. Katrina never wanted to wake up from her dream. She wished she could stay in this beautiful world forever with this charming boy. They drew apart and Bernard gently cupped her cheek. He knew what she'd been thinking when he felt her arms tighten around him like that. He could look into Katrina's heart and see her desires and wishes. With a soft sigh, Bernard knew he couldn't stay for long. But until then, he would treasure being with Katrina.

When they drew apart, Bernard saw that Katrina was suddenly wearing his top-hat with a silly grin. Making a playful swipe at her, Bernard began chasing her around while Katrina laughingly kept dodging him. Running and darting around the shining world while kicking up puffs of white mist, here they were just like any other children, playing a game of tag. The dream-world seemed endless, no matter how far Katrina ran. She was able to outrun Bernard because when she turned around to look back, he was nowhere in sight. It wasn't until she turned her head that Bernard suddenly materialized in front of her. He easily reached out and captured her into his arms with a victorious smile at her.

"Gotcha!" Bernard smiled mischievously.

"Hey, how did you do that?" Katrina said, looking at him in surprise. "No fair! You can't do that. This is supposed to be my dream."

"Doesn't mean I can't mess with it," Bernard teased. "Now give it back, Katrina."

There Katrina removed the top-hat from her head and placed it back on top of Bernard's head. The top-hat and bow-tie symbolized his connection with Freddy Fazbear. Katrina gazed into his face and got lost in his eyes, the same blue eyes she'd first seen from within the animatronic bear. This whole time, it was this handsome boy she'd been talking to, laughing with, playing with. He was the one who comforted her, protected her, and confided in her. And the longer she thought about it; that was when Katrina realized it for the first time ever. I've fallen for him…I've had feelings for him all along, thought Katrina.

Then somewhere in the distance, an echoing voice called out to them. "Bernard…it's time to come back. Your time is up. It's time to say good-bye to her."

"What? No, you can't leave now," Katrina protested. She hugged Bernard tightly and feared that he really would disappear into thin air. "I don't want you to go…Please stay here with me."

But with a sad smile, Bernard gently pushed her back and used his sleeve to wipe away her tears. Looking into Katrina's crestfallen face, Bernard wished he didn't have to leave her. He wanted to spend more time with her. And yet it was time for him to leave… He couldn't stay in her dreams for long. But seeing how upset Katrina was, Bernard didn't want to leave until he knew she was going to be alright. He took her by the hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. Bernard wanted to cheer her up first before he had to return to his robotic vessel.

"Don't be sad, Katrina. You'll see me again. Only as Freddy Fazbear…," Bernard said soothingly. Katrina nodded but gloomily averted her eyes from him. "Look on the bright side… At least now you know the boy behind the bear. You know who I really am." But Katrina continued to avoid his eyes. "Katrina…look at me." When Katrina looked up at him, Bernard reached out and caressed her cheek tenderly. "I'll still be here for you. I will never leave you, no matter what. Don't forget that, okay?"

Katrina sniffled but managed to put on a strong smile for him. "Okay. I believe you, Bernard."

Standing this close to her, Bernard found himself looking at Katrina's soft pink lips and was tempted to lean in and kiss them. Would Katrina let him? It would be his first kiss and his last kiss. Bernard stared at Katrina's lips and tried to make up his mind on what to do. It didn't feel right to steal a kiss. Could he possibly ask for one instead? He knew it was probably asking for a lot, but he always wondered what it was like to kiss a girl. And this would be his one and only chance… Finally Bernard opened his mouth and started to ask her.

Unfortunately the mysterious echoing voice rang out again, interrupting him. "Bernard! It's time to go. You need to return now. You can't stay for long."

"Alright already! I'm coming!" Bernard shouted back impatiently. Bernard leaned in close; Katrina's eyes widen with him this close. Then she felt him place the white lily in her hair and moved back to admire her. "You look beautiful, Katrina. Keep dreaming about me…" Bernard winked at her.

With regret, Bernard Walcott turned and left without his kiss… Katrina watched him go and told herself that she would see him again. Bernard walked further and further away from her until he seemed to disappear into the white mist itself. And just like that…he was gone. Leaving Katrina alone in this white dream world. She wondered if she would ever see the ghost boy again. Before Katrina could figure out what to do next, she was suddenly waking up.

The next thing she knew, Katrina was opening her eyes and waking up in the Employee Lounge. And standing over her was Freddy Fazbear who was gently shaking her awake. Brushing back her long tangled hair over her shoulder, Katrina gazed up at the grinning animatronic bear before her and remembered the dream she just had. Now she was beginning to wonder if it was more than a dream. It all seemed so real. Had she really met the ghost boy living inside Freddy Fazbear? And yet Freddy was behaving like his usual jolly old self around her.

"Did you sleep well? You best be on your way. They'll be opening up the restaurant soon," Freddy informed her. "Be sure to gather all your stuff. And don't worry, if you lose anything, the staff will just put it at the lost-n-find." Then Freddy turned and headed for the door.

"Hey wait!" Katrina called after him. Freddy turned around and looked back at her curiously. "About last night…," She paused. "I had this dream…There was a boy… I wonder if…"

Freddy went over to her and he looked interested. "You dreamed about a boy?" he asked her. "Really? Was he a nice boy? What did he look like?"

Katrina studied the chipper expression on Freddy's face and didn't know what to think. Was it possible he knew? "It was only a strange dream. It's nothing too interesting," Katrina said dismissively. However she couldn't help but wonder if the dream really did happen. Had Freddy been the boy in her dream? Freddy's behavior was odd but he didn't ask her any more questions.

Once Katrina gathered all her stuff, she walked through the pizzeria while still dressed in her lovely purple dress and mary-janes shoes. When she entered the girls' bathroom, she found Freddy waiting for her. Again Katrina thought about her dream and then stared over at the brown bear standing by the open window. When she went to him, Freddy gentlemanly helped her reach the window like he always did. But before she could leave, she felt his big paw take her by the hand. Katrina looked up and saw Freddy place a white lily in her honey-hair and admired her.

"Oh and Katrina? You look beautiful…," Freddy winked at her. Just like the boy from her dream. And then she knew. He was Bernard Walcott…