Many times, Jennifer would watch her son sleeping, and she would wonder: what does he dream about? Does he dream of flying, soaring through the open sky, or maybe of a world where the monsters are true monsters and not people. She wondered if he ever dreamed of her, and some part of her hoped that he did. She wondered if he ever dreamed of Izzy, or of her mother's monsters, but she hoped not. She didn't want to think about that. She prayed that he would never dream of the day his mother disappeared, just like the countless orphaned children JJ's team would have to face.
She would watch her little dreamer sleep and hope that, no matter what he dreamed, that he'd always be safe.