Hey.

Hey.

Liesel…

The book thief awoke with a start, rubbing violently at her eyes. How dare she fall asleep? She had not slept in a week ever since Rudy's murder. It was for various reasons like survivor's guilt, being traumatized… hearing voices.

Yes, she was hearing a certain voice lately. And not just any voice. The voice of the only boy she ever loved: Rudy Steiner. She absentmindedly wondered if she was going insane. Liesel squinted into the darkness of her room. The complete darkness told her it was around 2 in the morning. There was a faint, bluish glow coming from the hallway. What in the world was that?

Liesel…

Should she respond to the voice or would that only add to her delusions? Maybe she was still dreaming… Oh forget it, she probably lost her mind from lack of sleep alone by now.

"Yes?" Liesel croaked, her voice a bit hoarse due to disuse. The book thief had not uttered a word since Rudy's death either. There was no point for her to speak anymore. It's not like anything would change. The book thief stiffened in anticipation, clutching to her blanket, but only silence ensued. That light most likely was from the moon. Liesel did not know, her hazy mind was not exactly in good health at the moment. She felt so stupid-

Suddenly her eyes were blinded with a white light. There was a strong sense of calm, peace and… love? These senses were all washing over Liesel in waves, pulsating around her. A warm hand touched her cheek and Liesel opened her eyes. A pair of calm, blue eyes gazed lovingly into her confused and afraid brown ones. There was a soft smile between two smiling pink lips. Then trailing lower a smooth, strong neck. Liesel recognized his trademark pale skin. His clothes were different. He was dress in a white robe, with a deep red sash across his chest. It reminded her of the bloody gash that was on his chest the night he was killed. This could not be Rudy. He was so calm, at peace and so very real. He didn't look like he was suffering in the least. Even his hair looked different, it was bright and reminded her of shockwaves.

"Rudy?" Liesel gasped.

The pale, blonde nodded his head slowly, grasping her hands in his own.

"Yes, Liesel it's me."

"B-but… you're dead."

Tears started to pour down her cheeks, as the book thief's self-control slipped away and her emotions rose to the surface. This couldn't be happening.

Disclaimer: don't own.

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-Alice