A/N: This one is set before the movie, kind of. R&R. Enjoy!
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Dream
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Cade knew that he was dreaming. He had to be.
First, he was standing on water. Hello! No one could stand on freaking water! Actually, it wasn't even water, no really. It just looked like it. Whatever it was, tile or whatever, the floor beneath his bare feet rippled and lapped as though it was water. His feet and pajama bottoms were dry, so he knew that it definitely wasn't water. It just looked like it was. Then again, dream logic never made any sense. Ever.
Cade felt compelled to walk forward for some reason even though there was nothing in front of him. Seriously, there was nothing. All around him, the walls or open space or whatever – he wasn't sure where he was or if he was in a room or outside or what – there was a soft, white, clearly visible mist that wafted and blew past him. It wasn't wet; it was just there, kind of like pretty decoration or something. Perhaps Tessa was the one who should have been in this dreamscape and not him.
Anyway, Cade walked forward slowly, taking his time, feeling as though he had all of the time in the world. He supposed he did; it was a dream after all. His feet ended just before the cliff did (he hadn't even known he was on a freaking cliff!). Cade knew that he should feel freaked out, but he didn't. All he felt was a sense of calm and inner peace the likes of which he had never felt before in his entire life. It made him feel really good though, and relaxed and carefree, as though all of the troubles of the waking world didn't matter anymore.
Gazing down from the cliff, Cade saw that what expanded out before him was a vast lake with water so crystal clear that he could see his reflection in it. The water wasn't blue, though, not like the floor beneath his feet that looked like water. No, the water was white and clear and pure. He kind of watered to stick his foot out and see if his toe could break the surface. It didn't look as though it was that far from the cliff. Actually, could he even call it a cliff? It was more like a five foot drop or so. But it had looked like a cliff when he had first stepped up to it.
How long he just stared at the water he didn't know. What he did know was that he suddenly felt his presence behind him, approaching him, walking up to him calmly and slowly, much like Cade had when he had approached the drop. But who was this he? Cade didn't know him; at least, he didn't think he did. He just felt as though he knew him even though he had never met him before. Dreams were so weird.
When the familiar stranger stepped up beside him, stopped, and gazed into the water, Cade gasped. The familiar stranger had pitch black hair that looked as though it had blue highlights in it whenever the light would hit it just so. His blue eyes were bright and blue and full of warmth and understand but also with pain and sadness. It made Cade was to reach out and touch to, to reassure him that he wasn't alone. He didn't though. Instead, he stared at the high cheek bones, strong nose, and thin lips that made up the rest of his face. Lines in his forehead told Cade that the familiar stranger was about his age, maybe older, and the scars that he had on his face and neck told of a life full of struggle and war.
Cade wanted to ask him a million questions. Who was he? Why was he here? Where was here? Did they know each other? If so, how and where had they met? Why was he so sad? Many others filtered through his mind, but what came out of his mouth was none of those. What came out was automatic, as though this were more of a vision, a prediction of the future to come, then what was happening now.
"When will you get here?" Cade asked the strange man beside him, his eyes staying locked and focused on the bright blue ones that had never looked away from his own.
"Soon, Cade Yeager. Soon," the familiar stranger said in a voice that was deep and soft and inviting.
That was when Cade woke up.
A few hours later, while working with Lucas in the old movie theater, he found an old, abandoned truck and brought it home with him.