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"Gemma…"

I know that I am dreaming but I want for it to be real so badly. I see him, he is far away but I know it is him; it always is. I sprint towards him faster then I ever could while conscious. I run to him, I run to his comforting arms that I know I will never be used again in reality. I reach him and I stop. Tears streak my face but I don't care. There is nothing I want more then to be in his arms, even if it is just a dream.

He walks towards me and embraces me strongly, and I hold close to him. I sob into his chest and he caresses my hair gently.

"Gemma, please don't cry…"

I look up into his dark brown eyes, the eyes that I love to drown in. He wipes a tear from my cheek and lifts my chin with his finger.

The next thing I feel is his warmth on my lips, his pressing to mine in a deep kiss. His hand moves to the back of my neck and pulls me closer. I don't resist, I feel a certain bliss that I only feel when I am with him. One that I never want to end.

He breaks the kiss and looks deep into my eyes.

Fresh tears began to well up in me and I choke back a sob.

"Why? Why did it happen like this? I would give anything, anything…"

He puts a finger to my lips.

"It was destiny, it was meant to be like this, Gemma."

"No…No, It wasn't!" I shout loudly. "We are meant to be together! I know it, there must be some way, something I can do…"

"No, Gemma. You know as well as I do that there is no way to bring me back."

"Yes there is! There has to be! I…I…" I feel a blush coming and look down. A tear hits the ground and I look up no longer embarrassed of what I want, what I need to say. "I love you! I always have from the moment we met I knew that I would love you. I…I can't live without you…I feel empty until I see you again then the void is filled, but I awake and my emptiness is even greater then before."

He is silent. For a moment I regret what I have said. He doesn't love me back…he has no desire to return to our world…to return to me. But I shake the thought off, of course he loves me, we walked in each other's dreams. We are meant to be…

I embrace him closely and I am no longer able to hold back my sobs. Then I feel a tear that is not my own. I look at him and see that he is crying. I kiss him softly on the lips and then I feel a pull. He is starting to fade. My dream is nearly over.

"No, please don't leave me." I whisper looking at him as he fades further and further away.

He places something in my hands and whispers in my ear, "I am here."

Suddenly I am awake. My face is wet with tears. I suppress a last sob as I sit up. I move my hand to my face to wipe a tear but there is something in my hand. I open my hand and see a note. My eyes widen, it is what he handed me before I woke. I stand and I begin open it carefully out of fear that it may disappear in my hands. When I see what is on the note I nearly faint and I sink to the ground.

It is a symbol: two hands interlocked, surrounded by a perfect, unbroken circle.

There is something below it written in his hand, "Tu me-kam."

I press the paper to my chest. A tear falls into my lap. I have heard that phrase used many times by the gypsy's near Spence. It is a Romani phrase. He loves me…He. Loves. Me.

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