He felt her lay down with him and felt her hand upon his chest. Warmth passed through her hand into his heart and mind. And the images began again.
***
Sara and he were carrying boxes up the stairs into her apartment. His guitars were already there and many of his clothes were strewn across her bed. Danny and Jake followed with more boxes, finding room for his belongings amongst hers. As soon as the train of bodies and boxes up the stairs ceased, they all sat sharing a pint. Aye, the lads were drinking the light stuff. Sara was teasing him for drinking sewer sludge. She came and sat on his lap and stole a drink from his glass and planted a warm, bitter kiss on his lips. The lads teased her about public displays of affection. Gabriel showed up with pizzas and more beer and soon a full-blown party was in the works.
***
He saw her looking out the window and waving to him on the street. He was paying the taxi and gathered his guitar. He bounded up the stairs and she practically jumped in his arms as he came through the door.
"Miss me then lass?" He laughed through he kisses. Somewhere to the bed, he dropped the guitar and had his clothes expertly removed.
"You were gone too long," she pouted.
"Aye, I was. But is 'twas a grand trip. We sold out all of the gigs we played and even had groupies following us around from City to City."
"Groupies? She punched his arm.
"I told them all I was taken by a green-eyed witch that would curse them all if I strayed."
"Curse them? No, it is you that I cursed, so that you only want me." She waggled her fingers at him, to send the spell home.
"A witch you are lass, for I'm definitely under your spell" and he leaned in for another kiss.
***
They were lying on the bed facing each other, but not touching.
Between them was a small baby, sleeping contently as Sara gently stroked its head. The bracelet on her arm glowed and he covered her hand with his. He leaned over the sleeping child and placed a kiss on her forehead.
He felt such a sense of completeness and contentment, such that he had never felt before. He knew that this was the future if he chose to take it.
***
Slowly the fog began to clear. He reached out toward her again, through the fog.
Suddenly he was looking up through water towards a bright light. The surface seemed so near and attainable. Slowly, he began to swim to the surface.
***
She jolted awake and lifted up onto her elbow. She felt him stir and knew he was trying to come back to her. She willed him to keep trying. Stroking his cheek, she whispered, "Come on love. Keep trying. I'm waiting for you."
He was trying to wake up, the light was so close, and he reached out to touch it. He was returning to her. To start the future that they had just witnessed.
Slowly, his eyelids fluttered and he slowly opened his eyes. He quickly shut them again, the light was blinding. Again, he attempted to open his eyes, and the light was not as bright. He desperately tried to focus on the shadow that was before him. He blinked again, seeing her face, those green eyes, he dreamt of filled with tears.
"Oh Conchobar, I missed you" and she leaned in and kissed his lips.