I don't remember falling asleep, but that usually happens to me. One minute I'm wide awake, next it's the morning. A nurse comes into the room to check on Trixie, accidentally startling me.

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you! I just came to let you two know that Trixie's parents are out in the lobby as we speak. I'll let you wake her up."

She quietly waves goodbye, and closes the door behind her. My eyes turn to Trixie, and I can't help but stare. She's beautiful, and sleeping so peacefully you never would have guessed she was in mortal danger not even 24 hours ago. I feel bad for having to wake her up, but I still have to.

"Hey Trixie, wake up. Your parents are out in the lobby."

She starts to wake up, but it's clear it'll be a minute before she's fully awake, her speech is slurred with sleepiness. "yawn Really? That's nice, but can I please just sleep for a few more minutes?" She starts to doze off again, and she cuddles up against me even more than last night.

"Come on now Trixie, your parents will be here any minute and I don't think they'll take too kindly to you having slept in the same bed with a boy you just met, even with the knowledge that boy saved your life."

"yawn Fine, but they're a lot more accepting than you think. Sure they might be a bit surprised, but I doubt they would get upset. But if you're so scared I guess we can make it look like last night didn't happen." She starts to get up, or at least as much as she can with the cast. There's a twinge of disappointment in her voice, and I'm immediately struck with guilt.

"Hey come on I didn't mean it like that. I don't regret sleeping with you. I was just worried about first impressions." I get up myself, and hop onto the chair that was next to the bed to make it look like that's where I slept. The chair was almost touching the bed, so it wasn't that big of a jump even with these tiny new legs.

Trixie seemed to understand me with that, as the disappointment in her voice is now gone. "Well, you are right that first impressions are important, but for the record they wouldn't have gotten angry. Actually I think they would've been happy I was able to make a connection like that."

I give a small smile to her, to show her I'm happy with the connection we've made as well. We make some small talk while we wait for her parents. What our lives were like before the transformation, favorite foods, simple stuff. We eventually get to the topic of Jada.

"So what is the deal between you and Jada? Yesterday when I asked if you two were a thing you said you were, but it was a sensitive subject for you. I'm not trying to pry, I'm just curious."

"Oof, well to start off we dated for almost a year, and I was proud of myself for my first relationship lasting so long. Then, Jada decided it would be best for us to break up. Said I was wanting to move faster than she was comfortable with, and it was starting to feel like a fake relationship to her."

"Why on earth was it starting to feel fake to her? From what I can tell you're an amazing person and you tell people how it is, not how they want to hear it."

This makes me smile. "Thank you for that, but honestly it's a stupid reason in my opinion. Because we never argued. Not even a single bicker match between us that whole time."

Trixie's mouth hangs open. Clearly she's shocked. "Wait wait wait, did I hear that right? You two NEVER argued and she thought that was a bad thing?!"

"Yep. Believe me, I was just as surprised as you were just now. It still hurts looking at her sometimes."

"Come here."

"What?"

"You heard me, come here."

This authoritarian mood Trixie has is unfamiliar with me, at least with her. Not seeing why not to, I oblige. I stand in front of her, not sure what else to do. Suddenly Trixie leans towards on me, and to my great surprise kisses me, full on the lips. In my surprise I jump somewhat, moving back and almost falling off the bed.

"I ain't complaining but give a guy some warning would ya?" I manage to say as I try and save myself from falling.

Trixie's look is stern. "Fair enough, but Jada is a dumbass for thinking not arguing is a bad thing. Did she at least talk to you before breaking up with you? After almost a year you're at least owed a chance to save the relationship."

Still panting from my scare of falling, I manage to get out a few sentences. "No. One day all is well between us in my mind, the next I'm single and heartbroken. The next six months I have no recollection of, other than pain, sadness, and the thought of suicide."

Trixie gasps at my last words. "How could she do that to you? I'm so sorry you were in so much pain!"

"It's not your fault, I just wish I had a chance to save us. Even if I didn't I just wish I had a chance."

"You're right, its not my fault, and you should have had that chance! Who's fault is it really? You know the answer." She's angry. Might be best I keep her away from Jada for a while, I don't want the two of them fighting. I then also hear faint footsteps outside.

"Jada's. But hey let's calm down, I think I hear your parents."

"Fine, but don't think this is the end of this conversation."

A nurse comes in, letting us know that I was right, her parents are here. A man and woman both walk in, both seemingly in their mid-40's. The woman obviously being Trixie's mother is a tall and slender woman, tall enough to where she has to be careful walking in the doorway of hitting her head. Her father is right behind her, him being an average height, but a bit on the muscular side, although not enough of so to think he participates in sports, rather just exercises enough to stay in shape. Her mother is the first to speak.

"Trixie I'm so glad you're ok! Me and your father were worried sick when we were told what happened!" She rushes over to us and embraces Trixie in a hug.

"Me and your mother told you to be careful in that run down church didn't we? You should be glad this young man was here to save you." Trixie rolls her eyes with a smile.

"I know Daddy, and you'll be surprised when you hear how he found me."

I don't know why she bothered talking, it was one of the first problems I encountered after the transformation, she had to have run into the same problem too. "Trixie, they can't understand us, remember? We need to get a notepad."

Trixie's mother turns to me. "I don't think that will be necessary dear." she smiles, all the while I'm shocked she understood me.

"You... Can understand what I'm saying? What we're both saying?"

Trixie's father addresses me this time. "We sure can kid! We understand others can't understand the same, we were blessed by God to be able to understand those that changed!"

My mind is recoiling, trying to process this surprising information. "This... This is amazing! Finally I don't have to write what I want to say to someone who didn't transform! Writing with these paws is kinda hard and my handwriting was never the best to begin with!"

Everyone starts laughing, and I feel a burden on my mind lift. I can talk to a unchanged person normally! Trixie's parents sit on the bed with us.

"Haha, I'm glad you're happy about that kiddo, let's get down to introductions. I'm sure you could guess I'm Trixie's father. My name is Cayde."

Trixie's mother speaks almost immediately after her husband finishes. "And my name is Tess. Thank you so much for saving our daughter, she's all the family we have left."

I feel like asking about what happened to the rest of their family would be a bad idea, so I just continue off from the thank you. "It was nothing Ma'am, I was in the right place at the right time, that's all."

Trixie speaks up. "Oh come on Will, tell them the truth! They'll believe you, I promise!"

Cayde adjusts himself to where he is facing me more directly. "So there's more than just coincide? If Trixie has to promise that we'll believe you, it must be quite the fantastical method." He raises an eyebrow, keen to hear what I have to say next.

"Ok ok, I sorta knew ahead of time." I realize this could make me look bad knowing somewhat ahead of time but doing nothing to prevent it, so I blurt out more. "But I didn't know the location ahead of time! If I had I would've stopped her from getting hurt in the first place."

Tess questions me further. "I understand you would've prevented this entirely if you could've, but do tell how did you know in the first place?"

I blush, embarrassed to be saying this aloud again. "Well you see, I have these lucid dreams right? And in these dreams I see glimpses into the future. Not every detail is present, but I can tell what's about to happen just before it does. I don't have any control of the dreams either, they just happen."

There's an awkward pause, and for a second I think they're about to accuse me of being insane, instead Cayde asks me another question.

"Will, do you believe in God?"

This question catches me off guard, but I answer honestly. "Yes, I was born and raised as a Christian. What does that have to do with anything?"

Tess addresses me this time. "Will, there's something you should know about us. Myself, Cayde, and Trixie here belong to a secret subculture of Christianity, and we believe God has blessed certain people on earth with amazing abilities that defy science. We call them "The Enlightened" and if what you say is true, you're one of them."

I'm not sure how to take in this information, and it must've been clear to them I was having a hard time processing this, as Cayde speaks again and clarifies more.

"I know this is a bit of a shock to you, but trust us that what we say is true. We can help you learn to focus this power too, you need only trust us."

I look to Trixie, and she mouths to me to do it. I trust Trixie, but I can't just go off on my own without telling my parents.

"Ok, I will, but I need to go back home and explain to my family what's happening. I can't just disappear on them."

Tess smiles. "Thank you honey, we can bring you back to your house as well so we can explain this to your parents like we just have with you."

Her smile comforts me, and I calm down. Suddenly there's a knock on the door, and the doctor from yesterday opens the door.

"Sorry to interrupt, but I'd like to take another X-ray scan of Trixie's leg, to check if its healing properly so far. I hope you don't mind?"

Tess answers in a sweet and calming voice. "Of course, we understand you're just trying to help take care of our daughter."

"Thank you Ma'am, it'll only take a few moments."

Soon we're back in the X-ray scanner room with Trixie's cast off, and they managed to find a more appropriate lead padding for Trixie to where it doesn't cover her entirely.

"Alright, the scan is just about done! Let's see... Wait a minute... I know I got the right leg but... It's like nothing happened! How on earth did it heal so perfectly so quickly?!"

Cayde and Tess share a smile between each other. The doctor addresses them.

"Do you mind if I take a blood sample? There had to have been something change in her that caused such rapid healing, and it just might lie in her DNA."

Tess responds first. "I think you should ask Trixie that question, but we have no problem with it."

Trixie gives the green light too, and soon we're on our way to my house in their car. Just as we're exiting the parking lot, Cayde speaks.

"That doctor isn't going to find anything beyond what was already there. God is who healed you so fast Trixie."

"I know Daddy, but I don't see why we can't tell him that."

Tess, who is the one driving us, answers this question. "He's a man of science and science only dear, he doesn't believe in God unfortunately."

This silences Trixie, clearly she is saddened we couldn't tell him the truth. I decide to change the subject.

"So how exactly can you guys teach me how to focus these dreams? I've tried in the past but to no success."

Cayde looks back to me, a smug grin on his face. "You see Will, the power to control them was always in you, you just weren't doing it right. What you need to do is deep meditation and a strong will, pun intended." he winks at me.

Trixie giggles. "If your will power is as strong as I think it is for saving my life from a collapsing building with no hesitation, I don't think you'll have any problem there." She smiles, and there's a hint of the face she made to me last night that made my blood rush.

Soon we're at my house, and my parents finally meet Trixie and her parents. Usually my Dad is the first to speak at greetings, but my parents assume the same as I initially did, that they can't understand those who transformed, so my Mom takes the lead in greetings.

"Thank you so much for bringing Will back here for us! He's a good kid but is pretty damn reckless." She gives me a glare as she says those last words, then gives Trixie's parents handshakes in turn. clearly she is still upset at me for running into a collapsing building despite saving a life.

Tess doesn't seem to notice the glare. "It was no problem bringing him back, we were glad we could get to know our daughters savior! He tells us he has a very special gift, has he told you about it?"

I never did tell my parents about my dreams, at first when I started having the dreams I brought it up to them thinking it was pretty weird and we might want to look into it some, but they always waved me away. Eventually I stopped bringing it up in case they thought I was insane or making it up.

"Are you talking about those dreams he has? I don't think it's a gift, it only happened a few times a long while ago, it had to been a fluke."

Cayde responds to this. "On the contrary, he told us it's happened quite a lot! You see we believe these dreams are a gift from God, and we can help Will control this gift. Let me explain this, it's a bit of a doozy hearing about what I'm about to tell you so much so suddenly."

Soon Cayde and Tess explain everything about their secret division of Christianity, about The Enlightened, how they were given the gift to understand the transformed, even that their secret division was started by one of Jesus' twelve disciples!

My Dad questions them, to test if they really can understand us. "So wait a minute, you were given the ability to understand us? If you can really understand me tell me what's 19 minus 7?"

Without skipping a beat, both of Trixie's parents say 12 in perfect unison. My Dad has a look of shock on his face.

Tess speaks again. "Now then, I think it's time we begin teaching Will how to control his gift. And don't worry, he can do it wherever he happens to be, no need to come to a secluded location or anything like that."

My mom was about to interrupt Tess about the training, clearly her argument was defeated with Tess' last sentence.

I decide I should ask Tess some questions about the training. "What exactly does this training include? In the car you said deep meditation but surely there's more to it?"

"Frankly not much, you just need some quiet space and think about the things you care about." she smiles, she must be touched by my curiosity to learn more.

What do I care about? I don't mean to be harsh but not my parents, most of my insecurities are because of my dad. Not myself, I've always put the needs of others above my own. Besides, that would be self absorbing if I cared about myself.

I look to Trixie, and I realize it's her I care about. Every passing moment since we met I couldn't stop thinking about her and how to make her happy. Trixie seems to understand me without me saying a word, and she blushes.

At that moment there's a knock on the door, and we quickly snap back to the present. My mom answers the door.

"Oh hello there officer! What brings you here?"

It's the officer who offered me a job. What is he doing here?

"Well ma'am I just got off my shift and I remembered yesterday when I met a brave young man who saved a friend of his, and his other friend told me where he lived, and I decided to check in on him."

Jada told him where I lived? That's alright I guess, he is a police officer after all. Maybe he wanted to ask me about the job offer?

After some greetings the officer confirms my suspicions, and asked if I wanted to go up to the station with him to get that career started.

Everyone seems impressed about me getting a job offer, and they all say things along the lines that they think I should take the job.

Trixie is the one that convinced me however. "You should join the force Will, I'm sure it's a pandemonium with this transformation thing, they probably need all the help they can get!"