Guess what I made!

I made a FORUM! Oh boy! So how's about you guys just mosey on over there and you know, write on it or whatever you're supposed to do, so I can see how it works. Lol.

Oh yes, by the way, here's my lovely little dream sequence…

Something tells me it's going to be good…

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It seemed like I was just walking around in darkness. There was no ground below me, and nothing around me to feel my way.

And I pondered this; a horrific thought came to mind.

'Holy God! I'm blinded!'

All at once this thought was beat down with the sudden burst of light.

I blinked rapidly, trying to get my eyes to stop seeing those weird dots that always pop up when your light changes.

"Ah, Fleur, I was wondering when you would come back to me." Came a voice from somewhere behind me.

I felt a stab of annoyance rather than fear. I turned around calmly and folded my arms across my chest.

"Oh? And why is that?" I asked Francois, raising an eyebrow.

I was in the same place where I had died, and it looked exactly the same as I last remembered it.

Francois was sitting on the little sofa, his arms also crossed over his chest.

None of this seemed very unusual to me, but a glance down at myself startled me.

I wasn't in my pajamas, nor in the Don Juan get-up; instead I was in what appeared to be the latest fashion of hoop skirts.

It was a soft blue with green flowered print; with a low neckline the quite plainly revealed a little too much pale skin for my liking.

As bizarre as it was, though, it felt good to be back in a dress.

"Because, my dear. I knew that you couldn't stay with that idiot that you've taken a liking to from your time." He answered, cutting the synopsis of my attire short.

I felt a prickle of anger at his mention of Ethan.

"Jealous are we?" I said in a teasing tone, trying to sound offhanded.

Francois stayed silent for a moment, as if weighing his choices.

"You could say that." He finally replied.

Inside my mind it felt like an Atomic bomb went off.

WHAT!

Francois was… jealous? But… I thought that… he hated me! Enough to kill me! This was just some crazy whacked out dream; I knew it was… it was one of those weird times when you knew you were dreaming!

WHY CAN'T I WAKE UP FROM THIS NIGHTMARE?

"Surprised, dear?" He said, getting up from the couch and approaching me.

"I… I thought that you… hated me!" I stuttered, trying to find the right words.

"Darling, mistakes can be forgiven…" He said silkily, coming up behind me and running his fingers over my shoulders lightly.

Goose bumps erupted all over me, and I felt that crazy spark thing.

"Not…death…" I uttered, my breathing coming faster.

Damn it! Don't tell me that I was being seduced by HIM… again!

"Please… I thought I knew what I wanted…" Francois said, kneeling down in front of me, grasping my hands.

My mind was seemingly blank, and my tongue moved by itself.

"Okay." I uttered.

Francois leapt up and drew me close to him.

"Fleur, we can make it like before… everything… I promise." He said, caressing my arms.

"Yes… please…" I whispered hoarsely, wishing he would kiss me again.

"Fleur, I love you. I love you more than anything in the world…" He said, turning me so my face rested on his chest.

"I love you." I said closing my eyes.

He pulled back and I opened my eyes again, wondering what happened.

When I looked into his face I saw one of the happiest expressions I've ever seen.

"Fleur…" He said softly, and he stooped a little.

The next second my eyes had closed and the pit of stomach erupted in fireworks.

The world around me seemed to be swaying and my lips were trembling. The only thing that I needed that very second was to feel his touch.

All of a sudden it felt like someone had slapped me.

I drew back and looked at him in horror.

What had I just done? Oh God… Oh God…

"Fleur, what's wrong?" He asked softly, walking back toward me.

I kept backing away until I felt my back press against the wall.

"Stay away from me… you … you…" I couldn't come up with anything bad enough to call him.

"Darling…" He started, reaching for my hand.

I felt a tear slide down my cheek.

"Stay away…" I whispered, stepping to the side.

Over Francois's shoulder the exit to the cavern room loomed menacingly. If I could just get over there…

He tried to come closer again but I side stepped him again, picking up my skirts and making a run for it.

I leapt over a low stool and shot out into the dark tunnel, now blinded by darkness.

Ahead of me was the lake, behind me was Francois and somewhere on the walls was the secret passage used by Erik.

I ran down the length of the tunnel, franticly feeling for anything on the wall, but as I was running I slipped on a puddle.

It felt almost like I had gone into the matrix or something. Time seemed to slow as I felt my body rocket around, skirts flying up.

I was coming back down when out of the corner of my eyes I saw Francois running toward me.

I felt like yelling, but in the next instant, I felt something hard collide with the side of my head, and the world around me seemed to slide out of focus before it went utterly dark.

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Well isn't that just dandy. Francois is still in love with Katey.

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