Author: TEARCRYSOB! AHHHAAAA! These next few chaps are important but upsetting and creepy all at the same time…

And now I shall share my upsettedness with you… HE"S A JUNIOR A FREAKING JUNIOR! (Sorry let me explain… theirs this guy right… he's in my marching band. He plays drums… and I've been stalking him… not heavy duty stalking but watching his every move at practice stalking… well I'm a freshman and if he was a senior or junior a relationship just wouldn't work out… senior's and junior's are supposed to wear these rope things around their arms when we perform… he didn't wear one… I got all excited, tho I knew by then that he was not a freshman… I had hope… then when they dismissed us today by classes he left w/ the juniors!) This just goes to show you that it's just better to fall for a Newsie… because he won't break your heart…

Thank you Jockey and NewsieFreak172 for reviewing… Hey Misty… Where be you?

Disclaimer: I do not own Newsies (TEARCRYSOB!) or 'If Only' Disney does, "Seasons of Love" is from Rent, and "For Good" is from Wicked… none of witch I own… but I do own that poem at the end…

YOU MUST READ THIS: Just so you know Jessie gives this dream to Jack because he cried himself to sleep that night…

Love Across Time

Chapter 29: Song of Dreams

The room was dark. I could sense people just beyond my field of vision.

Suddenly a lone male voice sounded… "'If only if only' the woodpecker sighs 'the bark on the tree was a soft as the sky'. As the wolf waits below hungry and lonely he cries to the moon 'if only if only'."

Silence ensued. Then the music started… a lone piano playing a bouncy tune. Lights came on over nine lone figures standing on a stage before me. They were all dressed in clothes from Jessie's time. Then I noticed who was standing before me… (in this order left to right) Mush, Blink, Spot, Race, Skittery, Gracie, Perch, Phoebe, and Potato Masher.

Then they started to sing…

5 hundred 25 thousand 6 hundred minutes

5 hundred 25 thousand moments so dear

5 hundred 25 thousand 6 hundred minutes

How do measure, measure a year?

In day lights, in sunsets

In midnights, in cups of coffee

In inches, in miles

In laughter and strife

In 5 hundred 25 thousand 6 hundred minutes

How do you measure, a year in the life?

How about Love?

How about Love?

How about love?

Measure in Love

Seasons of Love

Seasons of Love

Then Perch started to sing… "5 hundred 25 thousand 6 hundred minutes

5 hundred 25 thousand journeys to plan

5 hundred 25 thousand 6 hundred minutes

How do you measure the life of a woman or a man?

Now Mush started… "In truth that she learned

The times that he cried

In bridges he burned

An the way that she died

"It's time now to sing out

For the story never ends

Lets celebrate remember a year

In the life of friends

"How about Love?

How about Love?

Measure in Love

Seasons of Love"

The song ended. The lights vanished. I was alone again.

Then I heard a familiar female voice close by. "I'm Limited, I'm Limited… But you can do anything…"

More piano music. This time however it was much slower. The light turned on again. But this time it was me standing on the stage in 21st century clothes. Tho I didn't know the song the words came from my mouth…

"I've heard it said that people come into a life,

For a reason, bringing something we must learn,

And in the end to help us most to grow…

If we let them and we help them in return.

Well I don't know if I believe that's true…

But I know I'm who I am today because I knew you…

Like a comet pulled from orbit as it passes the sun…

Like a stream that meets the boulder half way through the wood.

Who can say if I've been changed for the better?

But because I knew you….

I have been changed for good…"

Tho I had stopped singing the piano still played. Then the female voice started again.

"It well may be that we will never meet again in this lifetime,

So let me say before we part,

So much of me is made of what I've learned from you…

You'll be with me like a hand print on my heart,

And whatever way our stories end…

I know you have rewritten mine by being my friend.

Like a ship pulled from it's mooring by a wind of the sea…

Like a seed dropped by a sky bird in a distant wood.

Who can say if I've been changed for the better?

But because I knew you…"

More song came from my mouth. "Because I knew you…"

Together we sang. "I have been changed for good."

Then I saw her… it was Jessie. She was dressed all in white. The light was on her as well. She came up to me and took my hand in hers and sang…

"And just to clear the air I ask forgiveness

For the things I've done you've blamed me for."

Me… "But then I guess theirs blame to share."

Together… "And none of it seems to matter anymore."

At the same time… "Like a comet pulled from orbit as it passes the sun / Like a ship pulled from it's mooring by a wind off the sea."

"Like a stream that meets the boulder half way through the wood / Like a seed dropped by a bird in the wood."

Together… "Who can say if I've been changed for the better?

I do believe I have been changed for the better…"

Me… "Because I knew you…"

Jessie… "Because I knew you…"

Together… "Because I knew you

I have been changed…

For…Good."

As the music stated to fade so did the lights. She pulled her hand from mine. "Jessie" I whisper. She puts a finger to my lips. She gives me a soft kiss.

"This is only the beginning…"

She pulls away. As the farther she moves away the more she fades. And soon I'm alone again in the darkness. But am I really alone?

I can sense another being close by. But I am not afraid of this person. I swear it feels like Jessie is just beyond my vision.

A voice starts to speak. I could not tell if it was a man or a woman speaking…

"The Song of time.

A Song that always rhymes.

A tale of glory…

The eldest story…"

I walk toward the voice. The darkness clears. I see Dutchy. He smiles. Then opens his mouth to speak…

"CARRYING THE BANNER!" called Kloppman. It was another day…

I get out of bed with a groan. As I get ready I hum a light tune under my breath.

"Hey Jack what song are ya hum'en? Something Medda sang last night?" asked Specs.

"No" I say. "A Song of Dreams…"

: Hehe… I loved it. Jessie gave him that dream so he would feel better. And also please note that the last chap came to me out of the blue during English class so I think Dutchy's slightly mentioned in other chaps. Just ignore him…: