Lance felt someone shake his shoulders. But, it was impossible!

Lance looked up and only light filled the room. It was his room. He was in the orphanage. The usual mess. But it couldn't be…

He stared down. His own table.

Lance touched his face. It was wet. And he was 100 percent sure it were tears.

He never left his room in the first place. It was nothing but a dream. Merely a dream and nothing more than that.

Lance couldn't believe it. But she seemed so…so real.

In real life, he never knew who was Kitty Pryde. He was just making her up. Yet, she felt real...he couldn't have made her up.

He even kissed her, he felt her, and he hugged her.

Her voice, eyes, hair, basically her, was still in him.

She had stolen his heart and she was still there.

Lance shook his head.

It was all a dream…

"Lance? Lance! Ya' fell asleep already." Tracy stood smiling at him.

Lance could only manage to smile back at the little girl, "Look, Tracy, I was really tired. Don't forget I slept at 2am, trying to get you and Leroy in bed on time and shut Ms.Hale up. Now, leave me alone, ok?"

He just wanted to sleep again, and hopefully, get another dream about he and Kitty together. This time a perfect relationship too.

"Nope, Lance," Tracy giggled.

"Now, what, Tracy?" Lance said, starting to sound a little impatient.

"Leroy and Tracy were playing ball when a pretty lady told me to give you this." Tracy held something in her hand that sparkled in the light. Tracy pushed it into Lance's hand and ran out of the room, laughing.

Lance stared at it, lying in his hand.

The Star of David.

The one kitty always wore, wherever she went.

What?

Lance clutched it in his hand, pulling the curtains of the window aside.

Outside was bright and warm, but he still couldn't believe who was standing down at the gate.

One word escaped from Lance's lips:

"Kitty…"

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