The sun was bright and high in the sky, casting lively shadows of a boy and a girl as they walked through the tall swaying grass of a meadow. The boy held the girl's long pale slender fingers in his own as he led her among the dancing flowers that casted a sweet smell through the air, making them both feel as if they were in a dream.

"Cas where are you taking me?" The girl asked as her innocent wide eyes watched his every move, taking him in with a deep yearning as if he had been absent from her for years. And indeed that's what it's felt like. Theseus Cassio Lowood. The ghost hunter who had once been on a mission to kill her, but instead ended up being the one that saved her. He was the boy she loved...

"Does it matter? As long as I'm right here beside you, we could go anywhere. Right?" A boyish grin appeared on his lips, the one that she loved so much. It was so carefree, so happy. That is all she ever wanted for him. It also didn't hurt to know that it was she who put that smile on his lips. Cas' life had been so full of pain, sorrow, and stress; the fact that she could make all that disappear for him when he was with her sent her heart soaring. He's done so much for his world; she figured he deserved something for all his sacrifice and hard work.

"Right." She smiled brightly and tugged her fingers from his, freeing up her hands so she could wrap her arms around him from behind instead, pressing her face into the hard contours of his back. She inhaled deeply: the smell of oakwood and pine crossed with a hint of lemon. She nearly sighed in ecstasy. Why was she all over him today? He has been by her side ever since they defeated the Obeahman, but for some reason today he felt more alive, more solid at her side and she was noticing little details that she hadn't noticed before: the way his mahogany colored hair fell in front of his eyes which glowed almost honey gold in the sunlight, the handsome curve of his lips when he smiled. Everything that made her heart go wonky in her chest. It's not that she was complaining, but she was confused. It's almost as if something was pulling in her gut, telling her that something was off...

Cas' large hands covered her own over his abdomen as he continued through the meadow before he stopped abruptly; her fingers slowly slid from around him, loosening to peek around him as he spoke, "We're here."

In front of them was the most beautiful flawless sparkling pond complete with lily pads, humming grasshoppers and croaking frogs. The tranquil life of the place made her chest start to vibrate, as if only now she was coming to life. She was mesmerized until she felt Cas' big strong arms envelope her, pressing her back against his chest as he placed a slow kiss to her cheek. "Amazing where we can end up in this place, huh?" he asked with that snide grin placed upon his lips once more.

This place. Where is this place?

"It's so beautiful." The tug was instantly gone in her mind, the one that was on the verge of figuring out what was wrong with this picture. "It's perfect..."

"You're perfect." Cas responded with a soft squeeze around her middle as his suave velvety tone formed gooseflesh that rose along her arms.

A happy laugh escaped her throat as Cas' lips continued along her cheek, down her jaw, and eventually along her neck; her hands tightened on his as she was desperate to keep him close. "Mmm, stop it."

"Stop this?" He questioned as his lips paused at her pulse fluttering away beneath her jaw in a teasing manner; she could feel the curve of his smirk against her skin.

"Nooo. Stop the foolish talk." She corrected as her fingers reached up and found his dark locks, allowing her fingers to sift through before gripping and tugging playfully, urging his mouth back to the sensitive skin beneath her jaw. She felt the soft vibration of his rumbling laugh against her skin as he obliged.

"I suppose I could... since talking isn't exactly required for this."

She was whisked off her feet as Cas picked her up as easily as if she were air, and then his lips were on hers, cutting off the girlish squeal of joy that had arisen from her lips. Her form instantly melted against him, feeling as safe as she ever could be in his arms. The kiss was soft, sweet, loving as it always was, but soon became more. Strings were tugged in her heart as a passion within struggled to force it's way out through her lips. They pushed more urgently against his own as her fingers wound tightly into his hair, pulling him closer. She hardly noticed as Cas crouched slowly to rest her on the soft grass below with his larger form now looming over her petite one, but their lips never ceased their embrace.

If she thought the details about him were vivid before... wow. She could feel everything that was Cas: the beautifully sculpted muscles beneath his shirt as he brushed against her, his calloused fingertips sliding along her skin, the ferocious beating of his courageous heart against her own. Everything about him was perfect.

Then, she realized she needed to breath, and by the way Cas sucked in air when she regretfully pulled away she figured he hadn't realized the necessity of oxygen either. Wrapping her arms around him, she gently led his head to rest on her chest as her fingers played in his dark hair. She glanced down at him and smiled at his flushed cheeks before moving her fingertips to stroke the side of his face lovingly and resting her head back once more on the grass, never having felt more content in her entire life. Sighing softly, she closed her eyes and found a soft tune coming from down in her chest, traveling upward till it vibrated out her lips...

"Dark to light and light to dark. Three black carriages, three white carts..." She sang beneath her breath, the words squeezing her heart for some odd reason she didn't know. Her brows furrowed gently in confusion. What were these feelings inside her... what were they trying to tell her...

But once more that didn't matter as Cas' honey eyes moved to her, the happiness in them so great she couldn't possibly think of anything else. "I love you, Anna Korlov." He'd said it plenty, and with such sincerity each time that it never got old; her heart always reacted and soared at the words that gave her meaning to life.

"And I love you, Theseus Cassio Lowood."

Seeming satisfied, Cas pressed his hot cheek once more against her chest as the sound of chirping crickets combined with Anna's heartbeat fill his eardrums and allowing him to relax. He hoped this moment could last forever; he wished that he could be this happy forever. His heart twisted slowly, almost irritably as the sweet vibrato of Anna's singing voice grew eerie.

"What pulled us together is what tore us apart. Gone my lover, gone my heart..."

Cas bolted upright in bed, having to bite down on his tongue to keep the scream at bay that was crawling up his throat. His body was slick with a cold sweat that trickled down his back, making him shiver as the feeling was too similar to ghostly fingertips gliding along his skin. "Only a dream...only another dream..." Groaning, he swung his legs out of bed as his hands raked down his face, clawing away the sleep from his eyes. Slumped with weariness in his spot, he breathed deeply, rhythmically, trying to ease the knot that had formed in his chest. These dreams... they always waited for him behind the darkness of his eyes before he slept like blood-thirsty ghosts hiding in a closet, and they were taking a tole on his mental health. Anna... just thinking the name send his heart into a spiraling black hole of pain and grief. He knew it had been the right thing, to leave her behind where she could move on what was after death and be happy, but he found himself to be a selfish young man; he wanted to be happy too, but he knew he couldn't be without Anna.

Catching movement out of the corner of his eye, he snapped his eyes forward where he found a boy gazing back at him, a familiar boy with dark hair and simple brown eyes. However, when looking deeper, those eyes were full of new sorrows, stresses, and emptiness. His skin was almost pure white as if he were one of the many ghosts he had to hunt and send to the other side; his mouth was always tugged downward in a brooding scowl, and he looked a little more gaunt compared to his normal build. Cas half snarled at his reflection and stood up, turning away from the mirror. His bare feet padded across the wooden floorboards and towards the stairs. It's not like he was going to get anymore sleep tonight anyway.

Quiet as a shadow he started down the stairs without making a single noise until his foot tromped upon something soft and furry.

MUUURROOW!

Cas gasped as he tripped and tumbled head over heels down the staircase until he landed in a crumpled pile at the base of the stairs. "Dammit, Archibald!" He cursed as he righted himself and rubbed the back of his head which throbbed continuously. Throwing a look over his shoulder, his eyes found the glowing yellow spheres staring back at him grouchily and hissing before the furry black bundle turned swiftly and bounded up the stairs, meowling similarly to how a person would grumble under their breath.

"Stupid cat..." Cas hissed in return as he hauled himself back up onto his feet. Why couldn't his mother ever get a normal cat? Archie has been part of the family for a couple months now, and the two of them have already managed to create a rivalry.

Cas finally reached the kitchen and flicked on the light over the sink before grabbing a glass, filling it with water and then meandering his way into the living room where he flopped down on the crouch. He clicked on the tv which casted an eerie blue glow around the room and made sure the volume was on low to be sure he wouldn't wake up his mother. His eyes focused on the television screen, but he wasn't taking in any of it. Already the images of his most recent dream came back into his mind, crushing his heart.

Anna... if only he could hold her in his arms once more, he would make sure nothing ever happened to her again. Not that anything really could happen to her. She was a ghost after all, but she had still managed to be taken from him. He was okay at first, heck probably for the first week, but then these... he didn't even know what to call them. They weren't dreams. Dreams were blurry images in the subconscious that you often forget when you wake up, but what he had been experiencing was totally different. They were so real... as if they were actual events he was remembering. It was as if they were memories.

He forcefully stuffed his face into a pillow and let out a frustrated moan. He, his family, and his friends would be a lot better off if he just forgot that ghost girl he had happened upon almost a year ago. They had said so themselves at one point or another, but it was like the more he tried to forget her the more vivid her image was projected in his mind, with her soft porcelain skin, her mystic silvery blue gaze and the long cascading dark waves undulating in the breeze. Feeling drained of all strength, Cas sunk into the couch, allowing his eyes to close. He could hear her definite sweet sounding voice echoing in the back of his mind and soon the soft rumble of his own melded with hers.

What pulled us together is what tore us apart. Gone my lover, gone my heart...

Hello Readers :) I hope you enjoyed the introduction to my story. I know it's a little short but rest assured it shall get much more interesting. After reading the two books I realized I wasn't satisfied and I wanted more. I figured most of you would think the same so I hope you enjoy the story that I have to tell. So, I shall get started right away and update soon! Comment and tell me what you think, please. I always appreciate comments. :)