The sun peeked through the window and the room was warmed. I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist. Someone kissed my forehead, and I smiled in response.

"Dors bien mon amour?" I turned to face him and ran my fingers through his perfect blonde hair.

"Oui," I smiled and placed a short kiss on his lips. The doorknob shook and two children ran into the room. A boy, slightly older, with short blonde hair, blue eyes and white skin. A little girl followed him, blue eyes, long blonde hair tied back into a ponytail, and paperwhite skin. I smiled and laughed as they jumped onto the bed. Almost immediately after the kids came into the room the dog ran in too.

"Collette," my husband, Michele? Michel who? Michel Poiccard, that would make me Collette Poiccard. He called to me and grabbed both of my hands. "I have to go to the office, paperwork is piling up." He kissed my forehead.

"Okay dear, I'm making spring vegetables, and maybe a cake." The idea felt so right. The nice house, garden, cars. A husband with a high payoff job and two brilliant children. Everything was perfect. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom. My hair was straight and shoulder length, still brown though. I bit my cheek and decided I should get the children ready for school. However when I went to their rooms the children were already ready. My cheeks began to hurt from how much I was smiling. Two well behaved children. I took them outside and brought them to the curb. The three of us waved goodbye to my husband as he left for work, then waited for the school bus to arrive.

"Mommy," the boy spoke. "Who's that?"

"Who's who?" I looked across the street and saw a pale woman dressed in black and purple robes. Her skin looked like ripped pieces of paper. Her hair was long and black as midnight. It was straight and the length was down to her mid back. On top of her head were two large black horns. She noticed I was watching her and she smirked. A sound like static on the TV filled my ears and increasingly grew louder. I felt like I was underwater, and soon found it difficult to breathe. All the while the woman stood watching me, and smirking. I started to scream.

I was shook awake and met with a pair of dark red eyes. People around me yelled, I was in a gray room. Michel, my children? I was laying in what looked like a coffin. My head spun, all I could remember was that woman and her eyes.

"Come with me," Victor commanded me, his Russian accent as prominent as ever. Victor was a very tall man with a mean looking face. His black hair and very light skin matched his gray trench coat. I looked up at him, still confused, but I nodded and followed him. In my experience, it was always better to just listen to him. "Got a job for you ved'ma." I didn't respond. "You will help me. I went through all that trouble to get you." He grabbed my arm and dragged me towards a door. As Victor dragged me through the building my feet would lift off of the ground slightly. He was one of the strongest guys I knew. Victor brought me over to a table and began to explain that Russia was at war with the United States.

"I don't want to." I said flatly and shrugged. "This isn't my problem."

"Yes it is." Victor grabbed my hair and held a gun to the back of my head. "You will help me, or I'll make every waking moment a nightmare." He pressed the gun to my head and I shook my head, no.

"I don't want this." Out of the corner of my eye I could see the woman. She smiled at me and whispered something. "What?" She stopped when I began speaking to her. "What do you want!"

"You can see me?" She looked surprised, just before she disappeared. I no longer saw Victor, or the room. Everything was dark. I closed my eyes and opened them again.

"Oh my god this woman is still alive." The clear voice of a woman filled the room I was in and my eyes opened. I scanned the bright room, light bounced off of the white walls. A woman with heavy eye makeup was standing over me. She wore a silver jumpsuit and was slightly heavy set. She looked like she just saw a ghost.

"Why are you wearing that?" I asked her, and she blinked twice before answering.

"Oh, this is just what was in my closet."

"That's very odd."

"Not as much as your clothing," she coughed, trying to find the right words. "Very historic dress."

"What year is it?" I fiddled with the pink silk fabric.

"It's 2028," the woman helped me out of the wooden coffin. The side was painted with flowers and small animals. "A few of our scientists went on an exposition to the surface. In a vault, in what was previously the Whitehouse, that's where we found your coffin."

"I've been asleep for seventy three years?"

I still did not understand what had happened to me. The cold war, as the scientist sapphire called it, caused the end of the known world. That explained why I was in the Whitehouse, but not how all these humans survived.

"I'm a part of the second generation, the first built this place after they survived the nuclear fallout. They strived to build a better society, free of discrimination and prejudice." Sapphire put two pints on the table I was sitting at.

"How did you do that?"

"Well," she began to drink whatever she had gotten herself. "We got rid of all religions. Anyone who elivated themselves over others." I looked around at the people who sipped their drinks, hunched over and tired.

"Oh," was all I could say.

"Are you okay?"

"I miss the sun." Sapphire smiled and extended her hand to me.

"Follow me."

Sapphire took me to a room carved into green stone. All the "buildings" were carved into green stone. But this one had columns and images carved around it. She led me to a dark room and told me to sit. After I sat down the room grew darker but the ceiling lit up. Above me were glowing images and they soon moved to the walls as well. The biggest was a huge orange and yellow orb. It was on fire.

"That's just an image of the sun, impressive, but not the real thing." I sighed and watched the images of planets and stars float around me.

"That's all we have, the sky around the earth is too dark to see anything anymore." Sapphire sat next to me and laid her head on my shoulder.

"Well," I sighed. "We didn't have pictures of space like this when I went to sleep." I felt Sapphire's hand on my shoulder as she sat up and faced me. She cupped my face and brought me down, no, up to her level. "Sapphire?"

"Yes Collette?" Her lips connected with mine. For a moment I felt butterflies in my stomach and melted into the kiss. I had never been kissed with such passion from anyone except for HER.

"Shade," I broke off the kiss for air. Sapphire, no, Shade began to kiss and bite my neck and collarbone. I sighed in ecstasy and began to unbutton the top of my dress. Shade pushed her body up against mine, but I wanted more than that. I wanted her body, her companionship again. I wanted to feel her skin against mine. And I wanted to be only hers.

Shade's hands roamed my still clothed body. Sapphire's heavy make-up became dark. Her teeth got sharp and her white skin became extremely pale, almost pink. She moved her hands down and grabbed my inner thighs, one in each hand, and pushed them apart. Her yellow irises met my green ones. She smirked up at me before positioning her head in between my legs.