So, as a preface, there's some information you should know.

For one, this story is the third of a series of three fanfics about Fairy Tail, the others being "Comets and Keys" and "Blue Sky". They are in no particular order, but in the order that they were posted is most convenient to read. I hope you enjoy each and every one of them, but you may simply read this one if you please.

Now, get to reading. I hope you all enjoy it, and to my old readers, thank you for your patience on me. Life got complicated and a trip got me a little backed up, but that's all sorted out, so please enjoy.

"No…"

Hmm?

"No."

My eyes flutter open and I sit up suddenly, looking around in the dark room.

"No. No…"

I move as fast as I can, sitting up and kneeling on the bed, my hands moving to rest on her cheeks. I can tell she's sleeping. She has to be. Her eyes are squeezed tightly closed and I let out rapid breath. My hands gently press on her face.

"Levy."

"No. No no…"

"Levy, wake up."

"No."

"Levy. It's just a dream. Wake up."

Her mouth moves into a genuine frown and I hear the sobs hit her chest.

That's always when I start to panic.

My hand gently taps her cheek.

"Levy. Please. Wake up."

"No! No!"

"God, Levy." I feel the burn in my chest that always comes with hearing that familiar pain in her voice. "Levy, it's just a dream! It isn't real!"

Her eyes shoot open and I can see the tears begin to well up in them in the vague moonlight streaming in from the window. She looks at me for a minute like her eyes are adjusting, and I watch it dawn on her again. The way it always does after the same dream that I keep hoping won't come as often as it does. Her brown eyes lock on mine and she stifles a sob.

"It's not real, Levy."

She looks at me, silent but so in pain and she shakes her head.

"It was real. It happened." She breaks a little sob with her breath and I pull her head to gently lean it on my chest.

"It's over…"

"It'll never be over, Gajeel. We can't ever fix it."

She starts to genuinely cry into my chest and I hold her close as I take a slow breath and fight my own tears. I start to wonder if they'll even come anymore.

"We can't ever bring him back…"

I nod.

I know.

The familiar memory hits me again and I bite my lip, but it doesn't stop me from sobbing silently with her too.

It was me.

I let him die.

The little boy that made up our whole world.

I did it.

I'm trying to think of the proper thing to say here, but I got nothing. So, you tell me what you all think instead.

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And thank you all for reading.

-J