Dream a Little Dream of Me (for streetlevel )

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Have a wonderful dream, Kate. May it be all your mind hopes it can be, and may it help in whatever you face next.


Kate hated goodbyes.

Sniffling, she stared at the ceiling of her apartment. Her old and own apartment, no longer a mixture of past and present in her dreams. That sunset no longer bathed the world with an orange light, her father was once again gone and her mother -- Kate tried not to think too much about Eleanor, even if her presence in her subconcious mind clearly spoke for itself.

Her apartment was dark as the rain tapped her windows, but even then she could tell that morning had come. Whatever it was that Matt was cooking downstairs? The aromas reached her and instantlty made her feel better. It was almost as good as the way that Lucky had come to check on her, hopping onto the bed and sniffing at her face before he licked the tears away.

Kate smiled and pushed his muzzle aside, keeping it away from her mouth before she kissed the top of his furry head in return.


You will receive two amulets. When worn, you will find one another in slumber that night. It will work only once, and both hearts must want it, or else it will not end well.


They were there. As promised by Dream, Kate woke up clutching the hexagon amulets in her hand. Was she surprised by this little magical display? A miracle, Matt might call it. No. By now Kate was used to trust her dreams, despite of anything her mind might argue in the waking hours. Her heart, thought? It had foolishly hoped she was mistaken and that, for once, that dream had been nothing but a meaningless.

She hated goodbyes. 

Putting the amulets inside of her nightstand's drawers, she grabbed one of Matt's t-shirts from the chair by the bed and slipped it on. Dragging her feet downstaits, she knew her silence it was not so uncharacteristic, as sleep often drained her from words early in the morning. Thas time however, she was still sniffling as she came to Matt from behind, her arms wrapping around his waist as he took care of the stove. 

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As usual, Matt had woken up first ahead of Kate. He had his days where he overslept, but for the most part he managed to get up on time. Which, for him, was usually early given he needed to get into the office for his day job. Today was no exception. He'd woken up, lightly kissed Kate's hair, inhaled her scent, and slipped up and out of bed. The kittens came with him immediately, but Lucky stayed with Kate longer and loyally returned to her before breakfast was finished. Matt had smiled as he heard the dog head upstairs.

He was humming softly under his breath as he made breakfast. Coffee was percolating, nearly done. Today he'd decided to go with a frittata, complete with eggs, onions, peppers, tomatoes, and potatoes. He was in the middle of mixing the ingredients when he heard Kate stir. He felt her hands wrap around him, which wasn't unusual, but he didn't even need super senses to detect her sniffling. Worried, Matt set the towel aside and turned to face her. Not that he could see her, but this way, he could fold his arms around her, too. Behind him Sam leaped onto the counter, testing his luck while his humans were busy.

Folding his arms around her waist, Matt's head tilted as it normally did when he was trying to read her. He wasn't wearing his glasses, and he was still dressed in his boxer shorts and a t-shirt. His feet were bare. "Hey." He reached up to lightly brush away some tears from under her eyes before resuming holding her in an embrace. "Are you all right? Bad dreams?"