A/N: I am terribly sorry for how long this took. I just stared another class at school, and I just took on another job so my life has been very hectic. This chapter will probably be sort; I'm mostly writing it to let everyone know that I am still alive.

Also I hope to redeem myself a bit with this chapter. Over the last two chapters I had an extreme case of writer's block, so I just wrote whatever I could think of.

Oh and to Evil Toughpreacher thank you so much for your insights. I will defiantly consult you if I ever try to write something like this again. Unfortunately I can't change too much of what I have already done without altering the actual plot line, but I will try to adapted some of the things you suggested into future chapters.

Disclaimer: I do not own CCS or any of its fabulous characters.

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"Who's there?" Meiling called out to the shadows swiftly moving through the mist. She was in a clearing but all that could be seen was darkness and fog. Another shadow flew past her then disappeared into the endless depths of the mist. Sometimes she could see movement out of the corner of her eye, but when she turned to look all was still. "Sholan! Where are you?" she called as she squinted her eyes in an attempted to see through the ever-thickening fog.

The only sounds that could be heard were her own deep breaths, and the wind. The sound of the wind whistling as it blew through objects unknown comforted her in a way she could not explain.

She called out again, but when no answer came she decided to venture forward. To her it seemed the further she walked the more shadows there were. The shadows seemed to merge together till finally she walked so far that all around her was darkness. The sounds of the wind, her only comfort had died down leaving her feeling more alone then ever.

As she waited in eerie silence a feeling of overwhelming despair washed over her causing every muscle in her body to feel weak and bruised. She began to feel as though there was no escape from her endless solitude when suddenly the sound of a shrill cry rang out through the darkness.

Meiling immediately snapped to attention at the sound of the horrified cry. As another scream echoed through the fog causing Meiling's blood to freeze in her veins. Every muscle in her body tensed and her eyes filled with horror as she realized who the starling cries belonged to. It was Clow her newly born son. He was crying, screaming as though he were in pain.

It took only a second for Meiling to begin running towards the sound of her crying child. She ran as fast as her legs would carry her, but no matter how fast or how long she ran, the sound of Clow's cries came no closer.

Tears began to form in Meiling's eyes, but she did not stop. Her legs began to tire and she felt that she could barely breath, but she would not stop until Clow was save in her arms.

Why couldn't she find him? Why did it seem as though he was no closer then when she stared? Meiling found herself calling out to Clow, she felt as though she would collapse soon, but she couldn't stop. She continued to run in the direction of his voice, but to her horror the sound of her child only seemed to be growing softer, as though she were running away from him.

Suddenly the sound of Clow's cries cease. Meiling skid to a stop. She could feel her heart pounding on her chest, she could hear the blood pound on her eardrums keeping in perfect rhythm with her heart. She strained her ears trying to get past the sound of her own frantic breaths in an attempted to hear some clue as to here her son was, but nothing could be found.

Tears now fell from Meiling's eyes freely as she wandered around the mist calling out Clow's name desperately. Finally after an eternity of searching Meiling fell to the floor and curled up into a ball weeping and calling out the name of her child.

Then as if to answer her quiet pleas the fog thinned out and before her was her child. It did not take long for Clow to restart his cries. Meiling pushed back her tears and tried to stand, but she couldn't. Her whole body felt like led. It took all of her strength and will to rise to a crawling position.

Clow's cries where increasing in volume and Meiling found herself calling out to him. All she wanted was to get near her child, to hold him and protect him, but her body wouldn't allow it. She crawled on the ground with all her might, but she drew no closer to her child.

Tears began to fall from Meiling's eyes once again. She continued to call out to Clow, her voice sounding more frantic by the minute.

Suddenly another figure emerged from the mist and stepped into the clearing. The figure was clad in all black; a mask of white face paint prevented Meiling from seeing who it was. The newcomer walked over to where Clow laid crying and picked him up. He shushed the baby with a soothing noise and then looked up giving Meiling a devilish grin. Meiling found her heart racing with fear. She called out to the figure begging him to leave her child alone, but the figure only chuckled quietly.

Meiling tried to crawl but she was not fast enough to reach the figure. He only laughed at her more mocking her for her inability to protect her own child. Meiling began weeping and begging the figure to leave her child but he would not. No matter how much she pleaded the figure showed no sings of returning her child. He then gave Meiling a long glare before turning in the opposite direction and walking off.

Meiling began screaming at the top of her lungs, calling out her child's name as tears began pouring down her face, but nothing help, the figure had disappeared in the mist along with her child. She couldn't stop herself from screaming. Her mind felt numb, her body was tiered yet she still continued to crawl, she still continued to scream. She begged for anyone to bring her child back. To bring her reason for living, her joy back to her, but no one held pity on her. No one heard her cries.

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Li's dreamless slumber was suddenly interrupted by the sound of Meiling's voice. She was screaming out Clow's name for a moment, and then the cries stopped and all Li could hear was quiet weeping coming from the room beside his.

He rose out of bed quickly and ran to Meiling's room, not bothering to knock when he came to the door. When he entered the room he was meet with a disturbing sight. Meiling sat in the corner of her room, her eyes were blood shot and her face was tear streaked. She held Clow tightly in her arms rocking him and singing something inaudible.

At that moment Sakura rushed into the room followed by Kero, both had worry plaster on their faces. Meiling didn't acknowledge any of them, she only continued to stare forward at nothing while singing a quiet lullaby. It wasn't until Li had bent down and placed a hand on her shoulder that Meiling broke out of her trance. She looked up at her friend, fear shone in her eyes.

No one spoke until finally Meiling whimpered quietly. "They are coming."

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Yes I know weird place to end this chapter, but I had to stop somewhere so I could get this posted. So what did you think about her dream? I got the inspiration from some of the dreams I have heard mothers talk about. Well did you think it was disturbing, corny, or just horrible all together? Please review and I will try to get the next chapter out much sooner then I did this one.