Thank you so much for the kind reviews! I'm so happy you all like the story. It's just something I've been sorta preparing for quite some time. Although not all updates will be this quick. I just had the urge to write more. I'm again thankful for all your reviews and please tell me what you think of this chapter.

-Katherine

That night Scarlett sat down brushing her hair. She was thinking and humming 'When this Cruel War is Over'.

Her humming froze and she suddenly she remembered what happened to her while dancing.

She stopped brushing half way through her hair and put the brush down.

"What did happen? I don't really exactly remember what happened." Scarlett thought. "Oh God! I don't know what happened to me! I don't remember!" Scarlett's mind was frantically searching her memory, trying to get bits and pieces of something.

She started brushing her hair again still thinking.

"Wait! I remember something!" Scarlett nearly shouted. She put her hand on her mouth as if to quiet herself down.

"I was in a house, a dark and gloomy one at that. And Rhett...he was there!" Scarlett stopped her thoughts frowning she said aloud, "No...that can't be possible! God's Nightgown! Am I turning mad! It's simply impossible for that to happen. Why Rhett was...he was dancing with her not..." Scarlett put the brush down and slowly walked to the bed and got in it and pulled the covers to her neck.

"Wait...let me think." She shut her eyes for a moment trying to think of what happened.

She had been crying. Rhett was...he was leaving? No...wait...yes! She started to slowly remember a little bit of what they were talking about.

"I am going away. I intended to tell you when you came home from
Marietta."

"You are deserting me?"

"Don't be the neglected, dramatic wife, Scarlett. The role isn't
becoming. I take it, then, you do not want a divorce or even a
separation? Well, then, I'll come back often enough to keep gossip
down."

"Wife? But what? Divorce?" she sighed in frustration.

"What does all this mean?" she thought desperately.

Scarlett slowly started to fall asleep still thinking.

Suddenly she was in that cold, gloomy and dark place again.

She was dreaming...no doubt about it. But something was so real about this dream. Something odd. Then she saw the front door of this peculiar house open.

And there she was...walking in the house.

She looked at herself in shock.

"But I'm right here? What...? Why..."

Then she saw the ghostly looking Scarlett rush around the place as if searching for something.

She saw herself stop and look like she was thinking. Then turning, the ghost like Scarlett she was seeing, ran into a room a few paces from where she was standing.

Scarlett rushed in the room after her and there she was something which seemed to look familiar to her. It seemed as though she had done this before. It was an odd feeling that made her shiver.

There Rhett was sitting in a chair with a full decanter in front of him and an unused glass and she saw the ghost like figures, one standing, and the other sitting. Everything started to click.

She looked around then at herself and she look relieved then she spoke.

"Rhett..."

"Come and sit down." he said. "She's dead?"

Scarlett looked at them both.

"Something..." she thought. "Something is different about herself. And definantely Rhett!"

"I--I must be seeing the future! That's what happened to me on the dance floor! I saw exactely what I'm seeing now!" She thought.

Suddenly she snapped out of her thoughts and looked at them both again.

Rhett had seemed different. As if tired or depressed. As if the glow about him was gone. The glow in which she always saw in his eyes. That day at Twelve Oaks and at the bazaar today. And the something that was strangely different about herself, she just didn't know.

The ghostly Scarlett sat on a chair near Rhett's.

She nodded slowly and looked so sad and gloomy.

"Wait? Who are they talking about? Who's dead?" Scarlett thought frantically.

She watched as Rhett's eyes turned more gloomy and dark.

"Well God rest her," he said heavily. "She was the only completely kind person I ever knew."

Scarlett thought frantically. "Who is he talking about?" Then it hit her. "Melanie!" she cried aloud. Then she was confused. "Melanie? She dead?"

She turned to them and listened to understand more.

"Oh Rhett! Why didn't you come in with me? It was dreadful--I needed you so!" Scarlett said.

Scarlett was even more confused.

"Why she had never cared anything about Melanie. Why do I look as if I'm actually sad. And Rhett! I, need Rhett?"

Then she remebered. The mill. Ashley. Melanie. Rhett. Then all the past events before what was taking place now came to her. Tears suddenly came to her eyes and she started to cry. She didn't know why she was crying but she felt deeply sad and somewhat ashamed and her cries turned to sobs.

Suddenly everything turned blurry and there stood before her Melanie and Aunt Pitty.

"Scarlett dear, what is it?" Melanie began her face looking pale and worried.

Scarlett became conscious of everything and turned to Melanie.

"Are you alright dear? We heard you crying and..."

"Yes Melly." Scarlett said calming down from her sobs. "I'm alright. I was just having a bad dream. That's all."

Aunt Pitty started complaining. "Oh Scarlett, you scared me so! I thought something awful happened like--like a thief or someone broke in! Oh dear me! Scaring a woman like me."

Scarlett apologized to her and she walked back to her room fanning herself.

Scarlett turned back to Melanie, who was tucking her in and fixing the covers, and smiled.

"Are you sure you're alright Scarlett?" Melanie said still worried.

"Yes Melly, I'm fine." Scarlett said sweetly.

"Alright dearest. Goodnight." Melanie said smiling and turned to the door.

"Melly wait..." Scarlett said quickly.

"Yes Scarlett?" Melanie said.

"Thank you for being so good and sweet to me." Scarlett smiled at her sincerely.

Melanie eyes brightened in shock and she smiled a big smile and said, "Your welcome dearest." Melanie still stood at the doorway a little shocked staring at Scarlett. Then she quickly snapped out of her shock and said, "Goodnight darling."

"Goodnight Melly." Scarlett said and smiled.

Melanie slowly closed the door and Scarlett turned over to her side still thinking of the dream.

"Was that dream really the future?" She thought for a few moments about Rhett.

"Rhett!" she exclaimed not too loudly. "In the dream I was really in love with him. Maybe...maybe I am in love with him now...but what of Ashley? Don't I love him? Oh I won't think about Ashley now!"

She turned to the other side and stared out the window that was close to the bed. "He's charming. And he's fun...and he is attractive."

She giggled. The idea of loving Rhett! It made her amused everytime she thought of it.

She remembered what she had dreamed of and the things she saw and actually sort of experienced on the dance floor. It was sorta a flash of her life right there while dancing.

Rhett had spent years with her...loving her...caring for her. Yet, she hadn't loved him. It was suddenly clear to her. All those events. She remembered no details although she remembered somethings of this strange flash to the future. Or the way things possibly would be like in the future.

"I think I am in love with him. It's strange that an experience like that could have such an impact on me, but, I think I am in love with him!"

Tired of thinking she turned on her back and looked to the ceiling and slowly found sleep again.

Well that's the end of chapter two! Again, hope you like it and please tell me what you think! Oh, and if some words are jumbled together likethis I don't know what happened but for some reason sometimes whenI push "Save Changes" some words change jumbled so please try to bear with it. I tried to go through and fix it but if there is any I missed...well I'll just try to get all of them next time:) sry!