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Chapter 2
The Dream

The next morning Pence woke up at 6:30 to get ready for work. (Pence's hours were from 7:30-3:00, the same as Maj's.) Pence walked the few blocks to the diner, and stumbled in. (She wasn't very coordinated, especially in the morning.) She saw that what Maj had said was true; the three boys were at the diner again. Pence waved at them as she went back to the counter. When Sirius spotted her, he stood up, pointed at her, and said,
"Get me my breakfast, wench!" Pence laughed,
"Excuse me?" she said. A voice from the kitchen yelled,
"Siri-love, don't yell at her. I'm making your food, calm down." that voice belonged to Maj. Sirius glared at the door, and then went to sit back down. Pence came soon after with a cup of coffee.

Sirius and James were playing muggle chess, making Pence laugh when they would forget that the pieces didn't mutilate each other, and Remus was just reading a book. Pence noticed that he looked very tired, and curiosity got the better of her when she saw the long scratch on his neck.
"What happened?" she asked, cursing her nosy-ness. Remus sat for a minute, as if wandering whether to answer or not. Then he put down his book and gave a small smile,
"I've got a new cat at home…and as you can see, she hasn't quite taken to me yet." He said, holding up scratched hands. Pence smiled and nodded, and didn't notice when Maj gave him a look as she brought Sirius's breakfast.
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Pence opened the door to his room; she needed to talk to him. Last night had hurt him badly…both physically and mentally. She knew that things would never be the same, not after three months ago, but she loved him anyways.
"Sammy?" Pence said quietly, looking around his room. His sandy-blonde head whipped around to look at her, his cheek had a deep cut smeared with blood; he stood up.
"Sammy-boy are you okay?"
"I can't live like this. You're going to end up hurt, and if that happened, I would never forgive myself. You deserve better than this." He said. Pence was confused, what was he talking about?
"You are the most important thing in my life, and I don't want you hurt. I'm going to end this right now, and you're going to go on with your life and forget all about me. This'll be doing everyone a favor."
"Sam, I don't understand, what are you-?" Pence began, but stopped when Sam pulled out a gun and put it to his head.
" Je t'aime." He closed his eyes.
"SAM NO!" Pence rushed forward, sobbing.
BANG
Pence sat straight up in her bed, she was crying. Pence didn't sleep most of the night, in fear of seeing Sam's suicide again. She got up and made herself some tea, and then sat down to cry.
'Why Sam?' she thought, 'I never dream about Sam…I don't need this now. I came here to start over, and that's what I'm going to do.' After awhile, Pence calmed down and got back into bed. On her desk was a picture of her and Sam, smiling and waving.

To: Divinity Irving
Lynx Emerald
SingApurra Fujibayashi

I had a dream about him tonight.
-Pence Auryion
September 2, 1979