It had been a little while since the dreams started. Steven didn't really know when they started, but they were growing more frequent. They were like flashbacks, like his memories, but things were different. The temple was different, some of the ways the gems acted were a little different, but he couldn't really tell what it was. Every time he had one of those dreams, he couldn't remember most of it. Only bits and pieces, but he knew they were full dreams. It was just one of those strange feelings when you know you had a huge, detailed dream, but can only remember half a second. He always felt strange after having those dreams, like they were more than just normal dreams. Normally, his dreams were filled with action packed fights with giant monsters, dog-copters, or something else magical. But these were much more… calm. They all seemed like real memories, but the few moments he remembered didn't seem like his own memories. He never told any of the gems, though. Pearl thought dreams were ridiculous human things, and denied the one dream she supposedly had, Amethyst's dreams were all completely wild and made no sense, and Steven wasn't quite sure Garnet ever slept before, either. Normally, he wouldn't think too much into it, but after making real-time contact with Lapis Lazuli through his dreams, he started paying much closer attention to his dreams.

It happened again last night. This one was the most vivid of them all. When he woke up, he grabbed a piece of loose-leaf paper on his bed stand. He started doing this when the dreams became more frequent. He'd jot down the things that he could remember, hoping to make sense of them. Maybe a clue, or a name, something to figure it out. Especially if it had to do with Lapis, he wanted to save her. But again, everything in this dream seemed in the temple, nothing to do with the ocean, or even space.

He grabbed the pen and started writing bullet point notes.

· Temple? No walls or lights, just the cave

· Pearl was definitely there! I heard her voice but didn't see her

· I was tall again

But that was it…

He sighed, resting his head against the pillow. It had been a pattern that he was taller in his memories, but that didn't strike him as odd, because even in his crazy monster hunting dreams he was taller. Must just be a dream thing. But this was the first one where he could actively identify someone else's voice. It was Pearl's, he was sure of it. What had she said, though? Something about a plan? Something like that, maybe explaining a plan? He couldn't remember. He did find it odd that in all of these weird, flashback dreams, the Temple was always empty. He had only ever seen the temple when it was built into a house. But in all of these dreams, there were no walls or doors or lights, nothing like that. It was an empty cave, with a warp pad, and some of those shiny blue stones on the wall. He knew that was what the Temple originally looked like, but it was weird that his dreams had that version of the Temple instead of his own.

He scrunched his eyes tight, trying to remember any last scraps of the dream before it floated away. Focus… Focus…

A voice! He remember a voice! It wasn't Pearl's, either! It was softer, and it sounded closer than Pearl's. Who was it?! It wasn't Garnet, it didn't have an accent. It wasn't Amethyst, her voice was way scratchier than that. So whose was it? He wracked his brain for the connection. It wasn't Connie's, or Sadie's, or Jenny's or Kiki's… None of the other girls he knew had a voice like that, at all. And these dreams seemed a little too real to have a random mix-match of people from his memories.

Steven sighed, relaxing his face, but keeping his eyes closed. Maybe he could remember what the voice said, instead of matching whose voice it was. It was something in affirmation, he knew that. From his dream-self point of view, he didn't see anyone else. Or, at least he couldn't remember.

"Yes…" He whispered to himself, trying to repeat what he heard in the dream. Maybe that would help jog his memory, "Yes, I think so…"

That had to be it, because something inside of him moved when he said it. He grabbed the paper again, writing down 'Yes, I think so' and describing the voice as best as he could.

"Steven? Are you awake?" Pearl asked from down on the couch.

"Yeah!" He called back, putting the paper on his table again and climbing down to join her. He did his best, and he'll just have to wait until tonight to try again.