Sans woke up. He looked around as he saw the same old cellar he was always in with his brother. Still wearing the same blue hoodie with the same shorts. He looked down at his handplate as the letters on there gave him shivers of fear down his spine. He got up and walked towards the plasma beams that keeps him confined inside. The beams turned off making way as he reaches them. It's as if it's welcoming him. He walks passed where the plasma beams has been. He feels a rush of fear. Fear that feels so familiar to him. He knows something is wrong. Sans looks around as he couldn't see anything but black. Sans then starts to hyperventilate. He feels the chilling cold of the dark as it suffocated him. He realizes it now.

"No..." sans mumbles as he trembles in fear, he looked around as the dark was making him breathe more heavily. "You're supposed to be dead. You're not real. You're not here. I-I pushed you. After what you did to him. To me." Sans feels smaller as he cowers by crouching down. He opens his eyes to see the black ooze dripping. He's still wearing the same green patient gown. He feels his bones rattle more than normally. He feels like he can't breathe. Sans starts to cry as he tries to breathe but he can't. The dark is killling him.

He wants to breathe!

But he can't.

He's scared.

He feels pain. He feels like is all around his frame. He wants this to end. He wants to feel safe. He wants love. But it hurts. He can't focus.

He's dying.

He feels like he's dying. It hurts!

He can't move. It's as if something is holding him down. He can't move. He can't-

"SANS!"

Sans jolted awake as he took deep breathes. He stared crying as he was terrified for his life. Papyrus embraces him as he calms him from the horrific dream. Sans was heavily breathing as he was trying to stop crying. Papyrus softly petted his skull as sans was hugging him tightly. Sans sniffles as he pulls out of the embrace to look at him. Papyrus stares back. More tears welling up in his sockets.

"Paps..." papyrus cups his face shushing him while wiping his tears for comfort. Papyrus pulls him in a hug again as he caresses his skull.

"I know..." papyrus whispers. Sans never heard papyrus whisper unless he had a nightmare. Papyrus lays them down back on his red race car bed. They both face each other as they are huddled close in the bed. Papyrus clanks his teeth on his skull as sans plays with the button on papyrus' night shirt. "Another one?" Papyrus whispers as he looks up as the wall. They constantly had nightmares like these. Wouldn't really be that surprising. Papyrus had a night terror last month.

"Yeah." Sans whispers back. Sans' voice sounded smoother as he whispered because he was so used to speaking so quietly. Papyrus on the other hand spoke in a louder booming voice. His voice was a bit rough when whispering but could be able to whisper when needed to.

"Can you tell me what was it about." Sans pauses as he didn't know what he dreamed about. Sure, dreams were always meant to be weird but, this time, it was more than just weird. It's as if it was a terrible experience he had and it all just mashed together in one big horrific nightmare.

"I don't know paps...I wish I could tell you. But I just can't explain it." Sans looked down at his stomach to see the little baby bones grow more and more. It's little ribs, Arms, spine, pelvis, and legs starting to take shape. Sans runs his stomach with a soft smile. He then feels papyrus petting his stomach as well.

"I understand if you can't explain it. Some nightmares are very hard to comprehend. You don't have to tell me." Sans sighed as he softly snuggled underneath papyrus's skull. Soft breathing can be heard between the two. Sans wanted something to keep his mind off. He snuggles more into papyrus's chest more as he tries not to feel too scared of falling back to sleep.

Sans felt so groggy when he got up, especially with the weight of his babybones soon to come he doesn't feel any better. But the soft warm embrace of his lover made him feel relaxed. He sighed as he eased more into the arms that secured him. But then his mind wander off to that nightmare he had. What did it mean? he felt like it was something important but he just doesn't know why.

Sans didn't want to go to work today, he just wanted to lay down and sleep today. Sans opened his eyes when papyrus finally shifted up to get ready. He looked down at sans and smiled.

"Morning brother, it's a surprise for you to wake up this early!" Sans smiled a bit. He still felt uneasy about the whole nightmare. As they started their day papyrus went off to patrol and sans stayed home for now due to the weight of his stomach that held his and papyrus' child.

Sans felt super sleepy but tried to stay up as he felt like he would have that same nightmare again. He tried to calm himself down.

'Relax. That dream isn't real. It won't happen in real life. Would it?'

He kept telling his mind that the dream could only be a dream. That's it. Only a dream. But he can't help but over think it. He felt like he was hyperventilating. He needed to stay calm. STAY CALM-

He then felt a wave of reassurance as it seemed to immediately calm him. He looked around himself as he thought it was papyrus and he came home early. But no one was there. He then felt it again as he realized it was coming from the souling itself. He felt it's little heart pumping and radiating a soft warm glow from his stomach. Sans smiled a bit as he began to rub his stomach. It seems that it began to sense it's mother's distress. Sans leaned back as he felt like he was in a little bubble just him and his child. If papyrus was here it would be perfect. It would be blissful.

It's so cold.

And dark.

It HURTS!

THIS PAIN IS KILLING HIM!!!

He feels as if it was a punishment. But for what? What was it and why did he felt like he deserves this? As if he's punishing himself. Those glimpses he saw before, what were they? Who were they. He feels like he should already know that answer. As if he's been following them everywhere. No matter where they ran or where they hid. It was like he was...connected to them. As if they were a part of him.

But he feels something else too. As if a single small part of himself is...creating something inside them. Along with the other part of him that 'helped' them create that thing inside. What ever that thing was, it gave off this powerful surge of energy that was so foreign to him. As if it seemed more powerful than the connected ones and himself.

This thought was immediately interrupted as he saw a single light. He felt like it would be his escape from his eternal suffering. He simply reached out and grabbed. And everything turned white.

(Yes!!!!! The long wait has been rewarded! This chapter is a big spoiler of what this story is aiming for! Can you piece the puzzle together?????)