DISCLAIMER: I don't own Trigun. Just making sure we got that all cleared
up. ^_^
Chapter Nineteen: The Last Dream
"Why are you still crying?" Knives growled in his dream. He had been the last one home and walked in as Meryl was telling her family about Millie. Mama Meryl spotted Knives and jumped up.
"This is all your fault! It has something to do with you, I'm sure of it!" She cried, approaching Knives.
"How is it my fault?" Knives asked boredly. Ever since the morning that Millie and Knives had stood up to her, the older woman had limited her time with Millie and totally shut out Knives, which had been just fine with him. Now, that peace was broken.
"You use to be a murderer. You might have gotten some of your hooligans to kidnap her. That's why you're late. You probably killed her, then came home!" Mama Meryl cried, becoming hysterical. She was in his face and he was beginning to lose his patience. Vash could see his brother clench his fist, the knuckles turning white. Vash stepped forward.
"Mama Meryl, I…" he started, but was interrupted.
"I would never hurt Millie. I don't know why you won't accept that," he said coldly, not taking his eyes away from Mama Meryl's. He then turned away and went to bed.
"I'm crying because I can feel her pain," Skylar said, sitting down beside Knives.
"She's in pain?" He growled, anger beginning to take over. Skylar nodded and her body shook as more tears fled from her eyes.
"How is it that you can feel her pain?" Knives asked when her shaking stopped.
"I'm absorbing as much of her pain as I can," Skylar answered.
"How? You're just a dream," Knives commented.
"There's more to me than you realize," Skylar said, just before letting out a scream.
"What?" Knives cried, jumping at the sound. Skylar was covered in sweat and crying harder than before.
"I-it's…it's worse than before. They…they…AHH!" Skylar grabbed her shoulders and seemed to close in on herself.
"What? What are they doing?" Knives cried, turning to her.
Th…they're beating her. Very badly. I'm…I'm trying to absorb her pain so that it doesn't kill the baby," Skylar stuttered.
"God dammit!" He cried. He tried to wake up, but Skylar wouldn't disappear.
"You can't go alone. I won't allow you to wake up until Vash and Meryl are up." She said, tensing through another bought of pain.
"Why? They might kill her!" Knives cried, jumping up.
"Like I'd let that happen!" Skylar tried to smirk. He was expecting her to begin screaming from pain again, but she didn't.
"I-I think they stopped," she said, cautiously letting go of her shoulders. Knives continued watching her and narrowed his eyes.
"Then why are you still crying?"
"Oh Knives. I'm not going to be in any more dreams. This is the last dream you'll see me in," she admitted.
"What? Why?" He asked. He had gotten use to her and now she was leaving too.
"It's my time to go," she explained.
"Dreams go on a schedule?" Knives asked, truly confused.
"Only me. An exception was made for me. But now my time is up."
"Why did you even come into my dreams in the first place?" Knives asked the question that had been bugging him since the first dream.
"I wanted Millie's baby to have a father. I wanted you to be that father."
"You took it upon yourself to pick the baby's father?"
"No, I picked the one that Millie wanted the most, even if she herself didn't know it. I am very close to her. You wouldn't believe how close we are. That's how I know who she wanted as a father. And I agree. I want you as a father too," she smiled then hastily added, "for the baby that is!"
There was a long pause, then Skylar got up and approached the man.
"I can let you go now," she said, her eyes watering despite the smile on her lips.
"Imma miss you, Knives~san," she said, giving him the polite title for the first time.
Knives grabbed her in a tight hug. He was going to miss her too, even though he would never admit it verbally. She hugged him back and allowed herself a small smile.
"I'm going to find Millie and save her," Knives vowed.
"I believe you. And I'll see you again in seventeen years. You can bet on it," she said. Knives was about to protest, but he felt the girl's body become thin and he looked down. He was hugging air.
Knives opened his eyes and saw his brother and the human girl standing in the room. He sat up.
"We ready?" He asked.
"We're ready," Vash answered as Meryl nodded.
~ T_T. I hated to let Skylar go, but it was crucial to the story. So sad. *sniff, sniff* And ya know, it's very hard to write sad stuff when you're listening to "Mr. Moonlight Ai No Big Band" on repeat. *sweatdrop*
Chapter Nineteen: The Last Dream
"Why are you still crying?" Knives growled in his dream. He had been the last one home and walked in as Meryl was telling her family about Millie. Mama Meryl spotted Knives and jumped up.
"This is all your fault! It has something to do with you, I'm sure of it!" She cried, approaching Knives.
"How is it my fault?" Knives asked boredly. Ever since the morning that Millie and Knives had stood up to her, the older woman had limited her time with Millie and totally shut out Knives, which had been just fine with him. Now, that peace was broken.
"You use to be a murderer. You might have gotten some of your hooligans to kidnap her. That's why you're late. You probably killed her, then came home!" Mama Meryl cried, becoming hysterical. She was in his face and he was beginning to lose his patience. Vash could see his brother clench his fist, the knuckles turning white. Vash stepped forward.
"Mama Meryl, I…" he started, but was interrupted.
"I would never hurt Millie. I don't know why you won't accept that," he said coldly, not taking his eyes away from Mama Meryl's. He then turned away and went to bed.
"I'm crying because I can feel her pain," Skylar said, sitting down beside Knives.
"She's in pain?" He growled, anger beginning to take over. Skylar nodded and her body shook as more tears fled from her eyes.
"How is it that you can feel her pain?" Knives asked when her shaking stopped.
"I'm absorbing as much of her pain as I can," Skylar answered.
"How? You're just a dream," Knives commented.
"There's more to me than you realize," Skylar said, just before letting out a scream.
"What?" Knives cried, jumping at the sound. Skylar was covered in sweat and crying harder than before.
"I-it's…it's worse than before. They…they…AHH!" Skylar grabbed her shoulders and seemed to close in on herself.
"What? What are they doing?" Knives cried, turning to her.
Th…they're beating her. Very badly. I'm…I'm trying to absorb her pain so that it doesn't kill the baby," Skylar stuttered.
"God dammit!" He cried. He tried to wake up, but Skylar wouldn't disappear.
"You can't go alone. I won't allow you to wake up until Vash and Meryl are up." She said, tensing through another bought of pain.
"Why? They might kill her!" Knives cried, jumping up.
"Like I'd let that happen!" Skylar tried to smirk. He was expecting her to begin screaming from pain again, but she didn't.
"I-I think they stopped," she said, cautiously letting go of her shoulders. Knives continued watching her and narrowed his eyes.
"Then why are you still crying?"
"Oh Knives. I'm not going to be in any more dreams. This is the last dream you'll see me in," she admitted.
"What? Why?" He asked. He had gotten use to her and now she was leaving too.
"It's my time to go," she explained.
"Dreams go on a schedule?" Knives asked, truly confused.
"Only me. An exception was made for me. But now my time is up."
"Why did you even come into my dreams in the first place?" Knives asked the question that had been bugging him since the first dream.
"I wanted Millie's baby to have a father. I wanted you to be that father."
"You took it upon yourself to pick the baby's father?"
"No, I picked the one that Millie wanted the most, even if she herself didn't know it. I am very close to her. You wouldn't believe how close we are. That's how I know who she wanted as a father. And I agree. I want you as a father too," she smiled then hastily added, "for the baby that is!"
There was a long pause, then Skylar got up and approached the man.
"I can let you go now," she said, her eyes watering despite the smile on her lips.
"Imma miss you, Knives~san," she said, giving him the polite title for the first time.
Knives grabbed her in a tight hug. He was going to miss her too, even though he would never admit it verbally. She hugged him back and allowed herself a small smile.
"I'm going to find Millie and save her," Knives vowed.
"I believe you. And I'll see you again in seventeen years. You can bet on it," she said. Knives was about to protest, but he felt the girl's body become thin and he looked down. He was hugging air.
Knives opened his eyes and saw his brother and the human girl standing in the room. He sat up.
"We ready?" He asked.
"We're ready," Vash answered as Meryl nodded.
~ T_T. I hated to let Skylar go, but it was crucial to the story. So sad. *sniff, sniff* And ya know, it's very hard to write sad stuff when you're listening to "Mr. Moonlight Ai No Big Band" on repeat. *sweatdrop*