A shiver passed through my body as the cold night wind blew. I shifted towards the fire and tried to sleep. I had been tossing and turning for about an hour now and for the life of me I could not get to sleep. Zeek, to my dismay, was having much better luck. He was sound a sleep, snoring very loudly. I figure at least one of us sleeping was a good thing. I was just pissed that the one couldn't have been me.
I sigh, giving up, and laid on my back to look at the stars. Looking up at them I realized that it had been a long time since I remembered their beauty. I'm not sure the last time I did this, but I don't remember the last time I felt or did a lot of things so it really doesn't matter. They brought a kind of peace that can't be found any where else. Maybe that it why I am fascinated with them.
Or it could just be that no matter where you travel if the night is clear you can always see stars. My dad used to tell me that when he was away on missions he always found himself looking at the stars. Like father like son I guess.
Sometimes I wish I could go back to the way things used to be before my dad died. Life was easier then. My dad could solve any problem for me. He was so strong. That is what I remember most about him. His strength. Sometimes I thought he was invincible. In truth I wish he had been.
But that is the past. The past is full of wishes, wants, and regrets. I know that first hand. I have regrets about a lot of thing, but thinking about them is pointless. You can't change them so you have to deal with them the best that you can.
That is what I have been doing for four years. Getting over and dealing with the past. It hasn't been fun but it was necessary. However, at times I did enjoy myself. I have met some interesting people along the way. Half of them helped me heal more than they will ever know. And the rest of them gave me a dose of reality that I sorely needed. For awhile, I didn't think that I would go back home at all, but an acquaintance named Mrs. McBride rid me of that idea very fast. She said that she would beat the stuffing out of me if she found out that I never went back. The scary thing is that knowing her, she would.
I am almost home. I will be there in about two days if the Zeek and the Liger stay at the speed that they have been doing. It seems like they want to return home just as much as I do. I think they miss everyone. Not that I blame them. I miss Fiona, Moonbay, Karl, Dr. D, Maria, and Rudolph too. They were good friends and it took all my will power to leave them. Still I think that they will understand why I left them and the guardian force. I have a feeling that if they had been in my position they would have done the same. Staying with people who hurt you while you are trying to heal is too hard.
I wonder how they are all doing. Are they married, do they have kids. Is Moonbay still a transporter? Did Fiona get all of her memory back? Is Rudolph's empire doing well? Are Dr. D and Karl still working with the military? I have missed so much, but I can't wait to hear all of their tales. I am sure they are interesting.
I yawn. It seems that sleep has finally decided to grace me with its presence. I should get too sleep. I have a long day tomorrow. The past and the future will just have to wait until morning. I will think more about them tomorrow. For now I will just dream.
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*I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Next Chapter Van goes home. It might take me awhile to get it up because my computer has been acting up on me. I will get it up as soon as possible. Flames are welcomed! Ideas are welcomed too! Until next time. READY FIGHT!*